( sanji takes his sweet time coming up here and zoro's beginning to wonder if he got cold feet about it. wouldn't be the first time, probably. it's annoying, sure, because any time sanji mentions anything sexual, zoro's switch is flipped pretty quickly so he's ready to go. being made to wait is annoying, especially because most of the time sanji doesn't even do it to be a shithead, he does it because he's a fucking wuss.
turns out meditation is pretty good for forcing away a boner in a pinch.
so, he's in the process of contemplating if he wants to go ahead and do that or just take a nap when he hears the click of sanji's fancy little shoes on the rungs of the ladder coming up. there's a self-satisfied smirk on his lips when he cracks an eye open to look at him as he crests through the door. he's full and ready to snap something, but before he can really even do that, sanji's in his lap ( ??? ) right away and kissing him.
well, that's a surprise. a welcome one, though.
zoro's hands slide up sanji's thighs and don't stop until they mould around the curve of his ass. he squeezes, tugs him impossibly closer, and tips his head up to return that kiss — a little more patient, but no less hungry. he rumbles a pleased noise in the back of his throat as his fingers move in a knead, almost coaxing sanji to grind against him. )
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turns out meditation is pretty good for forcing away a boner in a pinch.
so, he's in the process of contemplating if he wants to go ahead and do that or just take a nap when he hears the click of sanji's fancy little shoes on the rungs of the ladder coming up. there's a self-satisfied smirk on his lips when he cracks an eye open to look at him as he crests through the door. he's full and ready to snap something, but before he can really even do that, sanji's in his lap ( ??? ) right away and kissing him.
well, that's a surprise. a welcome one, though.
zoro's hands slide up sanji's thighs and don't stop until they mould around the curve of his ass. he squeezes, tugs him impossibly closer, and tips his head up to return that kiss — a little more patient, but no less hungry. he rumbles a pleased noise in the back of his throat as his fingers move in a knead, almost coaxing sanji to grind against him. )