Friendly Competition

And we have the final installation of the series. I'm sorry it wasn't put up Sunday, as I should've, I wanted to do it together with my friend but then I forgot ;_;

Anyway..

AVAST! There be yaoi in this chapter. And lots of it. And very unsexy sex, if anyone can believe it XD

Chapter 6

“What in the world were you doing last night?!” Nami yelled.

Sanji tried to look away, tried to think of some excusable reason why a woman would be screaming until 5’o’clock in the morning in his room.

“It’s not that I mind that you drag home some hussy, but do you have to keep the entire hotel awake?” she continued heatedly.

“Well, it was just that Zoro and I were…” he realised admitting to a competition between the swordsman and himself might not be strategically wise.

“I don’t care about your stupid ‘who’s-the-most-man’ competitions, I care about my beauty sleep.”

“But Nami, you don’t need any beauty sleep,” Sanji tried. Nami glared balefully.

“Well, Nami, at least you can’t complain that he was being selfish,” Robin stated, smirking at the cook.

“How did you make her scream like that, Sanji?” Luffy asked eagerly.

Grabbing the opportunity to change subject, Sanji began to explain; “Well, you see, Luffy, when a man and a woman lo… lik….. thinks well of each other, they might want to give each other pleasure. That’s called having sex.”

“So, I can do it with Nami then?”

“NO!” both Nami and Sanji exclaimed, hitting the rubber man (or kicking in Sanji’s case).

“Why not?”

“Because that’s another way of liking each other.”

“But how does it work?”

Sanji sighed and tried to think of a way to explain it without offending anyone. “You touch her in certain ways and in certain places which makes her feel good.”

Luffy looked totally clueless for about three seconds before exclaiming; “I see! Mystery pleasure!” He beamed happily that he had understood the concept.

Sanji shook his head and looked for a way out of this when Zoro entered.

“She fell asleep after the third time,” he complained to the blonde.

Sanji opened his mouth, then remembered that Nami was still there and closed it again.

“Aren’t you going to gloat?” Zoro continued oblivious. “It’s not like you didn’t earn it keeping us awake all night.”

“That’s it, your competition is over,” Nami declared. “Next you’re probably going to see who can make her scream loudest.” Zoro and Sanji exchanged challenging stares. “No! You are not going to do it. In fact, tonight you’re sleeping in the same room.” They looked at her in disbelief.

“How can you make me live with that caveman?”

“How can you make me sleep with that prissy bitch?”

Nami didn’t bother to answer that and simply left them with a; “Go and pack your stuff. I’ll go talk with the clerks.”


As they dumped their belongings in the double room Nami had had assigned to them, Zoro exclaimed; “It wasn’t a bad idea seeing who could make their woman scream loudest.”

“So you propose we both have sex in the same room?”

Deciding that he needed to get Sanji to back down and receive the victory through that, he challenged; “I bet I could make you scream.”

Sanji grew pale and turned to see if he had heard that right, then decided it had to be a bluff, because the other possibility just wasn’t a possibility at all. “You think you wouldn’t scream louder?” he tried, hoping the bluff would be over now.

Zoro moved until he was practically nose to nose with the cook and hissed; “You couldn’t keep up with me if you tried.”

“Oh yeah? You would scream like a little girl and beg for more,” Sanji replied, now getting warmed up to the argument.

“Bring it on, Bitch,” he growled.

“We’ll just see who’s going to be the bitch,” Sanji said and leaned the last couple of inches sealing their mouths together, certain that this would definitely get Zoro to back out.

Fuck! I didn’t think he would play along this much. I wonder how far I have to go before he backs down…? But the thought that he would have to back down first never entered his mind.

Grabbing the collar of Sanji’s shirt, Zoro snuck his tongue in between the cook’s lips. Sanji frowned at the unusual feeling of stubble against his lips, but refused to be the first to withdraw. Instead he pressed his lithe body against the brawny swordsman, forcing him backwards towards the bed. Zoro continued to kiss the blonde thoroughly.

Shit! Figures the idiot actually knows how to kiss, Sanji complained in his head. Well, time to up the stakes. He put a hand on Zoro’s butt and the other on his chest, lamenting the lack of bosom. The swordsman, not about to be outdone, reached for Sanji’s front, grabbing it roughly.

Sanji broke the kiss. “Oi, oi! I hope you aren’t treating your ladies like this?”

“You’re not a lady, quit complaining.”

“I’m also not hard and you’re squeezing as though you wanted to choke the life out of me.” Which was maybe not too far from the truth.

Zoro grunted and eased his grip before the back of his knees hit the bed and they both fell down in a tumble of limbs.

“Ow, shit, did you have to elbow me?”

“Well, you almost kneed me in the groin, so we’re even.”

Sanji took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment. Okay, just pretend it’s a girl, pretend it’s girl, pretend it’s a girl… His thoughts was abruptly interrupted by a rough couple of hands grabbing his ass.

“Princess, are you going to continue?”

Sanji growled and attacked Zoro’s neck with his teeth, giving himself a pat on the back when the brute gasped.

Not very content with his admission, the swordsman flipped them around and grabbed the blonde hair in a firm fist, preventing the cook from continuing the ministrations. With his free hand, Zoro ripped Sanji’s shirt and threw the remains away. “Was that quite necessary?” Sanji asked, calm as may be.

“Was in the way,” the caveman answered curtly. He stroked Sanji’s chest roughly, figuring that Sanji could only be so pale, because he always wore his shirts buttoned to the neck. Sanji flinched as one of Zoro’s nails grazed his nipple, causing Zoro to smile predatorily and focus his attack on the weak spot.

Sanji clenched his teeth and tried to collect his thoughts. Shit! This is actually making me hard.

Zoro, sitting on top, could very well feel the effect his ministrations had. He grinned and ground his hips down prove that he was winning the game, and hissed when he realised that Sanji was not the only one getting hard. To cover up his shock, he leaned down and began biting the blonde’s nipples again.

I a moment of unawareness, the green-haired man had let go of Sanji’s locks, which gave the man beneath the opportunity he needed. With a powerful twist of his hips, Sanji turned them over again, pressing the brawn down. With a devilish gleam in his eyes, Sanji ripped the swordsman’s shirt off, returning the favour.

“Vindictive bastard.”

Sanji just smirked and attacked the swordsman’s neck anew, using his fingers to find sensitive spots on the broad chest underneath him. The green-haired man suppressed the urge to moan every time the lithe man above him touched something sensitive, and let his own hands wander. One hand reached for the nipple again, pinching and pulling, the other trailed onto his back, exploring. It didn’t take long before they both could no longer completely suppress the pleasured sounds wrought from them by the other.

Sanji pressed himself against Zoro’s crotch and they both moaned loudly. Simultaneously they decided to get rid of the remaining clothes, and began to undo each others trousers, and pulled them down. Sanji lifted an eyebrow. “You go commando?”

“It’s easier.”

“I don’t want to know.”

That was when they realised that they were still wearing their shoes, causing both of them to pause.

“Shoes off.”

They both sat up at the edge of the bed and began pulling off their footwear. When this was done, Zoro pointed at Sanji’s boxers and stated; “Those goes off. I’m not the only one to be completely naked here.” The cook nodded and complied.

An awkward silence permeated the room.

“So… who’s gonna fuck who?” Zoro asked.

“What do you mean? I think that’s obvious.”

“Yeah, you just lie down and spread your legs.”

“I thought we agreed that you were the one who was going to scream like a girl.”

“Maybe I would if you hadn’t been so girly.”

“I would consider that an insult if you even knew what a girl was.”

“So did you let Carol fuck you the other night?”

Sanji paused, angry that the animal dared to bring a lady into the argument. “Well, it’s not like I’m not man enough to take it.”

“Hey! I’m ten times more man than you are.”

“Oh yeah? You seem pretty defensive to me.”

Zoro paled a little. “Y-yeah, we’ll just see who wimps out first.”

“Yes. Lets.” He leaned over Zoro and latched onto his neck again, alternating between bites and licks. Giving up on the pretence of indifference, Zoro groaned and allowed Sanji to push him over. Not that he was a push-over, mind, but it just seemed the most logical way to go on. When they were both lying down, he became very aware that they were both completely naked and both very much hard. Sanji continued his ministrations on his neck, all but short-circuiting his brain. Well, the best way was always the direct way, so he reached under Sanji and grabbed his cock in his fist.

“If you’re going to suck on something, Princess, couldn’t you choose something a little more interesting?”

“We’ll think about your dare after I get what you promised me.”

“Bitch.”

“No, but you’re going to be. Spread your legs.”

Zoro flushed and growled annoyed, but complied after a telling pause. Realising that taunting the swordsman would likely get him nowhere in the long run, Sanji simply nodded and got into position. “Uh… do we need to use condoms?”

“Yes! I’m not having you put… that thing into me with no barrier between. I refuse to be shitting out your… your… afterward.”

“Charming imagery you use. Nightstand?”

“Are you an idiot? I’ve barely put down my swords!”

“Uh, right. Just a sec.” Sanji got up and began rummaging in his bag, taking only a few moments before he returned with the little plastic wrapping, which he quickly opened to take out the condom and rolling it on. He got into position again, noticing that this whole thing didn’t have Zoro quite so excited anymore. Well, perhaps it gets better, Sanji thought and pushed his erection against the little opening.

“Ow, you idiot, that hurts!”

“You’re too dry, I can’t get it in.”

“Of course I’m dry. I’m not made for this!”

“Uh… we need something to make you wet.”

“How about spitting on it?”

Sanji stared a few moments at the brute, wondering if he was still entirely sane. “Have you ever jerked off using spit?”

Zoro paled and didn’t comment.

“We need something more slippery. Any ideas?” The swordsman just glared, regaining his colour but refusing to comment on the absolutely demeaning chain of events. “Fine, I’ll see if there’s anything usable in the bathroom,” Sanji sighed, wondering how they had even gotten themselves into this mess before he got up and went into the bathroom, searching through the assorted small bottles at their disposal. “I have some shampoo, that’s pretty slippery,” he called, but got no reply. “Right, maybe not then,” he mumbled to himself before settling on some lotion.

He returned to the naked man on the bed, bottle in hand, noticing that Zoro only was half-hard by now. He wasn’t too excited himself any more either. “Well, this is only slightly awkward,” he quipped, deciding that he needed to do something about both their erections and, if possible, Zoro’s attitude. “You don’t need to do anything, Darling, I can handle it.”

The sarcastic remark had immediate effect, as the green-haired man grabbed Sanji’s shoulders and dragged him down to latch his lips onto the cook’s, sucking and biting for all he was worth. “I’m not a dead fish.”

“If you were, you would already have been filleted, spiced and ready to be fried.”

“Your condom’s sliding off.”

“Funny, I can sort of feel that. Guess you’re not hot enough.”

“I could say the same about you.”

“I can’t say I blame you for being nervous.”

“I’m not nervous!”

“Oh?”

“Shut up and get me hard again.”

“Touchy, touchy.” But he complied, licking against the hollow of Zoro’s throat, his hands working down his sides. The swordsman returned the favour, caressing down Sanji’s back and behind, not quite squeezing, but far from being tender. It didn’t take too long, with both of them already knowing which spots to go for, before they were ready again, although Sanji had to go and find a new condom. When that was done, he liberally coated himself in the lotion and once again pressed against Zoro.

“Ow, shit, that still hurts!”

“You’re too tense!”

“How can I not be tense?!”

“How should I know? I’ve never been fucked before.”

“Uh…” the swordsman paused a little, before venturing. “Have you ever, you know, fucked a virgin?”

“Yeah…?”

“Well…” Zoro tried, growing redder and redder as he continued. “You know how they’re all tight and such and how you… prepare them… and such? So they relax… a little… you know?”

“Yeah…?”

“Well, I thought that might work, you know… loosening and… Goddammit, you’re not making me say it!”

It took Sanji a few seconds before he understood where the swordsman wanted him to go, before he, too, blushed furiously. “Oh…” Then after another little while. “I’m not sticking my fingers up your ass.”

“Does that mean you’re backing out?” A little hope shone in his eyes.

Sanji’s face darkened and without warning he stuck his finger up into the small puckered hole.

“Mother fucking…! Bastard, that bloody hurt!”

“It was your goddamn own idea.” There was no mistaking the vindictive look in Sanji’s eyes.

“Fuck, you could have given me some sort of warning. Shit, give me a sec.”

So… like a virgin he says, Sanji thought and amended that if he had done this to a woman she probably wouldn’t have been nice enough to just ask for some time. He withdrew the finger slowly and grabbed the lotion, this time coating his fingers thoroughly. “Here comes~,” he singsonged and pressed the finger, slowly this time, into the entrance. Well, he wasn’t cussed out this time. He pressed it in and out a few times before adding a second one, gaining a hiss, but still no curses. The cook looked down at his own erection and decided that two fingers was not enough, so he added some scissoring to the in and out motions. “How…” he hesitated. “How does it feel?”

“Weird,” Zoro grunted, a far cry from the breathless moans women usually offered the blonde when he had gotten to this stage. Deciding that he likely wouldn’t get anything more encouraging out of the brute, Sanji added a third finger, reaching in as far as he could. Zoro gasped in surprise, his eyes widening slightly. “Whatever you just did, do it again.”

Sanji refrained from lifting his eyebrows and complied with the request, reaching his fingers as far in as he could.

“No, not there, a little to the left.” Sanji, this time, didn’t fight the urge to raise his eyebrows, and moved his fingers a little to the left. “No, the other left,” Zoro demanded, all but growling. “A little up now, no that was too far, there. Oh, that feels kinda good.” Sanji’s eyebrows had by this time climbed all the way up into his hairline. Who could’ve guessed Zoro could be such a demanding bottom?

Sanji kept stroking that spot, which was apparently giving the swordsman so much pleasure, and apparently the more he stroked it, the more intense the pleasure. He smirked as a thought occurred to him, Zoro was screaming like a little girl. Maybe a big girl at that, but nevertheless, the point was proven.

Deciding that it was past time he got some himself, Sanji withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock. “Brace yourself,” he whispered, quite satisfied with Zoro’s flushed and slightly confused expression. He pushed in slowly, this time not finding the infernal resistance that had met him before. But, shit, the swordsman was tight! He moaned appreciatively, sinking in deeper, fighting the urge to just slam himself home and keep slamming himself into the tight heat engulfing him.

“I’m not made of glass, you know.”

“Really? Could’ve fooled me with your earlier whining,” he grinned and thrust hard, burying himself completely and consequently moaning loudly. He’s a virgin, he’s a virgin, don’t just start thrusting, wait, let him get used to it, let him adjust, oh fuck that! He started thrusting wildly, surrendering himself to the bliss of a warm canal gripping his erection so tight and hot and fucking good.

There was just no way to hold it and he was coming before he even really thought that. With a hoarse cry he emptied himself and fell down on top of the swordsman, well aware that his partner wasn’t fragile.

“I’m that good?”

“Shut up, Bitch,” Sanji murmured, still not quite there.

“No way, it’s my turn now.”

“Shitty swordsman,” the blonde mumbled and rolled off, his member sliding out. He took a few deep breaths before carefully removing the condom, then sitting up, face flushed and hair disordered.

“You promised to lick something interesting, didn’t you?” Zoro smirked.

“You’re such a demanding little bitch, aren’t you?” Sanji replied, but couldn’t see any way around the arrangement. He therefore crawled up to loom over Zoro’s body, staring down his face. “You better appreciate all the work I do for you.”

“It depends on how well you do it.”

Sanji just rolled his eyes and turned his attention south, where Zoro’s erection was still hard and aching. Not really wanting to put his mouth there, he began touching it with his hand, palming it and stroking it gently. “Warn me before you come or I’m cutting it off.” Zoro just grunted in acquiescence and lifted his hips a little.

Might as well get it over with. Sanji let his tongue trail from the bottom of Zoro’s cock up till the tip, receiving a shiver and a moan in return. After circling around the head, he closed his lips around it, sucking in as much as he could. The swordsman’s reaction was sudden and abrupt; he gasped and thrust his hips upwards. Sanji would have choked if Zoro had had his hands on his head. Luckily they were fisted into the sheets.

The cook placed his one hand on the swordsman’s hips, preventing future choking incidents, and the other hand on the base of the erection. Thus stroking the base with his fingers and sucking the crown, it took only a few minutes before Zoro warned him with a slight gesture mere seconds before he came with a deep groan. While the green-haired man was still panting, Sanji raced into the bathroom and found a toothbrush. “This never happened,” he yelled, mouth full of toothpaste.

“I think that might be good idea,” Zoro agreed.

The cook appeared in the door, still brushing his teeth. “Although, you did scream like a girl.”

“I thought you said this never happened, Cock-sucker.”

Sanji shut up.

The End.

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