[fic] Hazards of cold-weather camping (One Piece, ZoLu smut)
Title: Hazards of cold-weather camping
Pairing/Characters: Zoro/Luffy (cameos from Usopp, Robin and Brook)
Rating: Very much NC-17
Warnings: Unusual use of Gum-Gum Fruit abilities. I had to draw a stick-figure diagram to keep up with things, if we put it like that. Also no beta (yet)
Timeline/Spoilers: Takes place around chapter 660, Punk Hazard arc. Likely to be jossed extremely soon, so consider this a form of porny AU. Mainly enviroment + general time-skip spoilers, nothing about the plot.
Notes: For the prompt "warming up" from ichigootaku. ~6300 words.
Summary: Luffy is cold. Zoro becomes very inventive when it comes to warming him up. Shamelessly smutty PWP.
Hazards of cold-weather camping
Their stolen coats (and tents, food and weap- well, more accurately firewood by the time they'd taken it) did a lot to help fight the chill, but as night sank on Punk Hazard the biting cold grew even more severe. Luffy felt his teeth chatter fiercely and he was sure his toes were turning blue even inside the improvised sleeping bag.
Brook had volunteered for watch, being the only one able to handle the extreme temperature. Not that he stopped complaining about the cold, but Luffy considered that a fair price to pay for not becoming an icicle. Brook was outside, keeping guard in front of the small cliff outcropping that did far too little to keep the howling winds away. Since Luffy was the captain and thus responsible for the well-being of the crew, he'd let Robin and Usopp take the spot nearest the cliff wall, with the fire between their tents.
Ohhh, dammit it was so cold! If only the tents had been larger, they could all have tried to make some kind of heap near the fire. Unfortunately, not even four people who liked each other as much as the Straw Hat pirates did could possibly fit into just one of these tents.
Luffy pushed his back against Zoro's sleeping bag for a bit warmth, wondering if rubber still stretched after frostbite. Brrr, they should've taken all the coats and slept beneath a mountain of them!
"Hey, captain?" Zoro's teeth sounded almost as chattery as his own. Luffy wriggled around in his improvised sleeping bag, trying to turn without letting any outside air reach him.
Zoro was bundled up so only his eyes were visible, the rest of him covered by the fluffy heap of his coat. "You also cold?"
Luffy shivered a bit harder, which the swordsman took as a yes. Pushing out an arm, still covered by the fur-lined coat he'd stolen earlier today, he waved his hand in a 'come here'-gesture.
"Hurry up," Zoro muttered, "I'm feeling my fingers freeze off just from this. OI, BROOK! Can you throw some more wood on the fire, dammit! It's too fucking cold here!"
"Yohoho!" The spooky laughter of the skeleton drifted their way. "Fear not, Mr. Zoro, I have brought those crates we found and am turning them into firewood as fast as my weary old bones can work."
"Th- thanks Brook," Luffy said.
Zoro tried to pull him into his own sleeping bag, swearing when he felt how many layers still covered the younger pirate. "Luffy! You can't wear all your clothes now. They'll get sweaty and even colder tomorrow!"
"But I'm cold now! I'll die if I take them off and Zoro's wearing his clothes too!"
"Only the outer coat," Zoro said, pulling back the fabric an smidge to show the truth of his words. "Stuffed the rest into another coat to make a pillow. Come on, Captain, off we go."
"Yeeeh! Your fingers are COLD!"
They started to scuffle, although that took a quick end when Zoro's yanking together with Luffy's own struggles led to his entire back being bared to the outside chill. Almost folding himself double, Luffy dived headfirst into the sleeping bag and squeezed himself down, away from the cold.
Zoro accepted that with unusual patience and used his new position to pull off Luffy's shorts.
"Learn to wear socks, you idiot," he mumbled as Luffy's icy toes came into contact with his arm. Then Zoro pulled away Luffy's wonderfully warm and fuzzy coat and shook it out over their sleeping bag instead. When Luffy came back up to wildly protest this foul theft, the swordsman surprised him by opening the coat he was still wearing and covering Luffy with his own body.
"See?" Zoro said, his voice rumbling like warmth through Luffy. "Isn't this better?"
Okay, this was a lot nicer, Luffy had to admit. Especially when he could wrap his arms around Zoro and warm his cold hands between his friend's back and the cozy inside of the coat.
Zoro yelped at the feeling of icy fingers clutching at his shoulder-blades. He was about to reprimand his captain when Luffy practically purred with pleasure and wiggled against him. Beginning to feel an entirely different kind of warmth, Zoro held his tongue and settled on top of Luffy. Carefully, they adjusted the coats until they were both completely covered.
Now that he could feel skin warmth against his body and they were covered by at least three layers of stolen coat, Luffy felt himself finally begin to thaw. Judging from the sleepy smile on Zoro's face, he wasn't the only one becoming warmer.
From outside, they heard the crackle of the fire and Brook humming Bink's Sake while he fed more wood into the flames.
"Yeah. 's a good idea," Luffy murmured. He wriggled a bit more, keeping a careful eye on Zoro while he 'accidentally' shifted his legs. Luffy, always a creature of instinct, was already beginning to entertain a whole host of ideas for how to warm up even more. Since Zoro had already showed himself such an accomplished Luffy-heater, he didn't want to begrudge him the chance to try another methods if he was so inclined. Although, it had been a long day and if Zoro rather wanted to sleep, cuddling like this was nice too.
He snaked an arm up Zoro's back, letting his fingers play over the earrings. They still felt cool, so Luffy cupped his hand around the ear, bringing out a small chuckle from Zoro. Encouraged, Luffy wrapped a leg over Zoro's thighs, squeezing just a little. His swordsman drew in a sharp little breath at that and burrowed closer, pushing his own hands beneath Luffy.
"Okay, captain," he said, each word a warm puff against Luffy's hair, "we'll play a little. Gotta break in the first island in the New World, huh?"
"Mm, and Nami said we weren't allowed to fight each other again."
Zoro grumbled something about killjoy weather witches, so Luffy decided to silence him before he got too grumpy to play. As his lips met Zoro's chapped ones, capturing the sour words, Luffy felt the first seed of true heat inside. He pressed upwards, felt Zoro open for him and then a warm tongue pushed against his own. Eyes sliding close, Luffy tasted the unique flavor of Zoro's kiss again; as always, a flutter of happiness inside. It was a taste he'd been starving for during two years and though they'd taken some time to got to know each other again, he was far from done making up for the missed opportunities. Judging from the rising pulse he could feel in the other man and the way Zoro's cock was firming up against his leg, Luffy knew he wasn't the only one harbouring such ideas.
"What do you wanna do?" Luffy asked when Zoro drew back, breaking the kiss. One eye glanced at him, nonplussed, and then Zoro showed his teeth. Smiling, some would say. Crazy-mad demon, run in the other direction was another popular opinion.
In a way, both of those opinions were correct, but only Luffy saw the fiery lust in that grin and knew it wasn't for battle or bloodshed. That look on Zoro's face was one Luffy had come to anticipate with almost equal measure dread and joy. On second thought, he should've been able to anticipate this. The intense battles Punk Hazard had offered them so far were more than enough to make Zoro's spirit soar. As Luffy had learned long ago, when Zoro got fired up, he could become very inventive and not just on the battlefield.
His hand tightened involuntarily, clawing at Zoro's back. The earrings tinkled gently, the metal cool in Luffy's sweaty palm. Zoro kissed him again, moaning when the young captain thrust his hips upwards.
"How 'bout everything?"
Luffy contemplated that for a sweet moment, before giving the earrings in his hand a punishing pull.
"Stupid Zoro, we'll freeze our butts off if we try!"
"Okay, everything we can fit into a sleeping bag?"
That sounded more reasonable and Luffy gave his enthusiastic assent to the suggestion.
"I said I'd warm you up, didn't I, captain?" Zoro was speaking in that dangerous rumble again, which unfailingly made Luffy's toes wiggle with pleasure.
"Uh-huh, you did."
"Let's start with that then... Are you warm here?"
The last word was somewhat muffled as Zoro spoke it around his ear while nipping lightly. Perhaps he'd been inspired by the play with the earrings, because it wasn't one of Luffy's favorite spots. But after first having frozen all day and then endured the burning of blood returning to his icy extremities, it felt quite nice to have Zoro spend some time licking him; first the one ear, then moving over to the other. Now and then, there was the tiniest bite, just a little nip to keep Luffy from completely floating away on lazy pleasure.
"Think they're warm now," Zoro said and wriggled until he was a bit further down, beginning to lick his way around Luffy's throat.
Now, this definitely was one of his favorite places. Luffy gave an encouraging little groan when Zoro began to leave a series of wet, open-mouthed kisses around his throat. His hand slid away from Zoro's earrings, grabbing hold of the short green hair for a moment, before trailing down the muscular neck, leaving four red scratches as he did. Beneath his hand, Zoro arched and pressed against his nails.
Answering in turn, Zoro attacked Luffy's throat with more suction, bringing his teeth into the game. Soon, they were both leaving marks on each other and Luffy groaned in frustrated pleasure when he realized that, unless they went back to the hot side, he wouldn't get to see any of the lovely lines along Zoro's spine tomorrow.
That made him decide it was time for a change of tactics. Slowly, Luffy stretched his arms around Zoro, encircling the strong body until his hands met between them.
"Hmm, captain, I thought I was going to warm you up?"
"You are. Mhm, my hands feel much warmer now!" With those words, he tensed his arms and let loose with his hands. It was a bit tricky to keep from snapping back, but Luffy managed to pinch a tight hold around Zoro's nipples. Enjoying the sudden rasp of breath from his lover, Luffy squeezed the sensitive flesh between his index and middle fingers, rubbing them together and pulling lightly. It caused a number of pretty reactions on Zoro's face and a shiver which he was fairly certain had nothing at all to do with cold.
"Hng. Fine, how 'bout here?" Zoro asked, and rose up suddenly to give Luffy a kiss right on the tip of his nose.
Snorting and giggling, Luffy shook his head, when Zoro tried to lick him between the eyes. "It's fine! Ehehe, Zoro! My nose isn't cold!"
One of his hands lost their grip while he was laughing and Zoro wasn't late to grab it and pull up.
"Have to double-check," he said with fake sternness, squinting at Luffy's right hand while his victim laughed and tried to tickle him in revenge. "Can't have a frostbitten captain, eh?"
He then proceeded to lick each finger, tongue gently lapping at the knuckles and teeth scraping over Luffy's callouses and myriad of tiny scars. It was a bit weird, but interesting. Luffy tensed and twisted at the sensation, imagining Zoro's probing tongue somewhere much further down.
"Gah! Hey, Luffy!"
"Uhn?"
"You gotta let me go if you're gonna do that," Zoro said, his hand stroking over the arm wrapped tight around his torso. "Can't breathe otherwise."
"Oh, sorry." Untangling himself, Luffy happily gave his left hand to Zoro so that he could warm that one too. Meanwhile, he decided that now that it was Zoro-approved, his other hand should investigate the lower terrain a bit. His questing fingers soon found something pleasantly hard to play with. The sound Zoro made when he took hold of them both was the sexiest thing he'd heard in a long time.
Luffy tried to pull a bit, his knuckles pushing against Zoro's hard stomach. It drew another bout of grumbling from his partner, before Zoro scooted up on his knees a bit to give Luffy some space to work in.
Between the two of them, they were creating quite a lot of warmth. When Zoro opened a flap in their little cocoon, letting in a bit of fresh (and ICY) air, Luffy shivered in remembered cold, but kept from whining. Oxygen was nice and he'd had enough near drowning experiences to have learned to appreciate it. Still, the draft was unpleasant and Zoro seemed to agree. As soon as the air was slightly fresher, he hurried to pull the fabric back in place.
"I think it's gotten a little warmer outside," he said once they were settled into their hidden world of warmth again. "And lighter, Brook's got the fire going good."
"Still too cold!" Luffy said, squeezing Zoro an extra time to underline his point.
"Oi, be careful with that."
Luffy blew him a raspberry, which backfired slightly when Zoro bent down and caught his tongue in a half-kiss, sucking teasingly at his tongue first before opening his mouth properly. Their kiss deepened, one of Zoro's hands burying themselves in his hair.
Luffy's hand sped up, moving along their hardening cocks with increasing fervor.
"Mhm, Straw Hat captain, my favorite dish," Zoro mumbled when they finally separated, slowly, neither wishing to quite let go of the others lips. "But you're still a bit too cool... Guess I should finish warming you up, hmm?"
"Where?"
"Oh, I dunno..." Zoro let one hand hand slide down Luffy's side, resting entirely on his knees and an elbow by now. His left hand remained curled against Luffy's scalp, stroking his hair gently.
"Here?"
Zoro dipped his hand lower, continuing past Luffy's hips and moving in beneath his buttocks. He lifted an eyebrow, asking for permission to continue.
Luffy didn't have to think twice about that particular question. He grinned and relaxed his grip on their cocks, preparing to twist onto his stomach instead. Then he turned around with great care, not wanting to push Zoro off or accidentally fling open the sleeping bag. After a bit of maneuvering, with Zoro's hand on his hips helping him find a good position, Luffy managed to get himself onto his stomach without any cold-related accidents.
"Hah, we won!" he crowed, causing Zoro to shush him and poke at his side.
"Remember that Usopp and Robin are trying to sleep."
"Oh, right. Sorry guys," he whispered.
Zoro snorted, dug his hand beneath Luffy and wrapped a hand around his cock. Mmm, nice and warm!
"So what did we win over?" Zoro asked.
"The cold, of course. It's trying to invade, but we're stopping it!"
The muffled laugh from Zoro sounded almost like when he talked with Wadou in his mouth. Luffy wriggled in eagerness, quickly figuring what must be blocking Zoro's mouth this time. Reminding himself of how much Usopp would complain if they didn't let him sleep, he bit his lips. It was hard, but he managed to keep back the excited whoop that wanted to break free when Zoro's hand began fumbling between his buttocks.
"Aw, fuck. Next time, we gotta bring lube," Zoro said and prodded his saliva-slicked fingers against Luffy's tight opening.
"You always say that," Luffy said, taking a deep breath and tried to relax fully. He stretched easily, but being rubber didn't really solve the little problem of friction. He knew it wouldn't bother him once Zoro got going, but later? Ever since the time they had to ask for Chopper's assistance and ended up smeared with his special (stinky) skin-cream, in all kinds of places where Luffy rather avoided getting medically poked, they'd both agreed to take it a bit more gently.
"But then you always forget!" Luffy continued. "Or we get into a fight and someone destroys it, or - oh, remember that time you got lost and dropped the entire bottle?"
Zoro's hand withdrew for a moment and he gave him a stern poke on the butt, which made Luffy reach behind them both and pinch him on the butt in revenge; with nails too! Hah, that'd teach him to underestimate a rubber-man.
"Hey, stoppit! Anyway, why's it always my job to remember?"
"Ehh... Captain's orders?"
"Oho? Well, then captain can stop being such an idiot and EAT the lube when I do bring it!"
"That was only once! And it smelled sweet!"
"Course it did, it was flavored lube! Do you know how much I paid for that crap?"
"But if it's flavored you're supposed to ea-"
"Not by the bottle-full, you idiot! It's for sucking off someones dick!"
"Whaaa? But I like the taste of Zoro's dick as it is!"
"GUYS!" Usopp's voice echoed strangely through the tent wall, but his wail was more than loud enough to distract them from the argument. "Seriously too much information!"
"Oh... SORRY USOPP! AND ROBIN TOO! WE'LL BE SILENT NOW!"
"Don't worry, Captain, I don't mind."
"Yohohoho! As a gentleman, I would never acknowledge if my ears happened to catch the sound of some minor indiscretions. Although, since I'm dead I have no -"
"HEY! Everyone shut up and lemme sleep!"
"WILL DO! "
Zoro clamped a hand over Luffy's mouth. "I almost forgot what a hard time you had with the concept of silence," he said.
However, judging by the way he kept circling Luffy's opening with gentle fingers, Luffy thought that Zoro wasn't all that upset. Unfortunately, when he entered him with two fingers, the scraping feel caused Luffy to stiffen in an entirely wrong way. Darnit. Zoro's fingers were large, but he knew perfectly well that his cock was larger. This was not a good sign.
It seemed he wasn't the only one to notice the problem either. "Rrgh. This ain't gonna be easy. None of us have really loosened up as much before!"
"Meh, it'll be okay," Luffy whispered once he'd licked the hand covering his mouth enough times for Zoro to relent and remove it.
"Not if we wanna be quiet."
Huh. That, unfortunately, was true. Luffy didn't mind a bit of a rough time at all, but trying to remember to keep silent and not move to much and not kick off the sleeping bag... this was all getting a bit complicated.
"And captain?" Zoro's tone was serious enough that Luffy twisted his head around, meeting his lover's gaze in a move that would have been patently impossible for anybody but a rubber-man.
"I've had a few fresh scars while on winter islands. Trust me, the cold fucking chafes."
That, Luffy was prepared to believe without arguments. Although for accuracys sake, he translated 'a few fresh scars' to 'several recently sewn together wounds'.
"That ain't good. And we'll have to fight tomorrow."
"Yeah. Although..." Zoro's forehead was scrunched up and he seemed to be contemplating something deeply.
Luffy waited patiently, only wiggling a little, clenching around the fingers resting against his opening. While he loved sex, almost as much as food (and possible a bit more if it was really good sex; the ranking depended on how hungry he was at any given moment), Zoro was the one who spent hours every day working out, learning exactly how his body worked and just how far he could push it before it broke. Oh, Luffy had a pretty nice grasp of his own abilities, but they'd learned early on that this didn't mean he was at all capable of judging how limber Zoro was, how much he stretched or how firm a grip he appreciated on his more tender parts. Besides, while Luffy was better at feeling his way along stuff, he'd never bothered to pay enough attention to stuff like muscle groups and joints to be able to calculate how they'd best slot into place.
"Ne, Zoro? Got an idea?"
"Uh, yeah, actually... Think you can keep awake long enough after I do you to finish me off?" He fired off a quick smile and twisted his fingers once. "Since you like the taste of my cock so much, I thought I could maybe give you a taste. After I taste something else, that is."
That sounded more than nice and Luffy agreed so enthusiastically that Zoro had to fumble a hand over his mouth again. There followed a lot of very complicated manouvering. An unfortunate foot ended up in the cold for a few moments, during which Luffy nearly took a chunk out of Zoro's calf in an attempt to spare Usopp's sensibilities. He ended up with his face smushed into the ground for that little trick, before Zoro got hold of his flailing foot. With a grunt of effort and only a moments liftening of their shelter (cooooold), he managed to hook Luffy's legs over his shoulders.
"Would you stop flailing around so bloody much!" he said, trying to pull Luffy forward by his hips. "That's why you keep kicking the covers off!"
"I don't get what you're doing!"
"I told you, bend at the hips! No, the other way! Towards me!"
"You mean backwards?"
As soon as the words left Luffy, he smacked his head against the ground again, groaning about his own stupidity. It was an unfortunate fact that while Zoro usually had a very good grasp of how best to position them, his directional issues meant that he could rarely describe things in a way that Luffy - admittedly not the worlds best navigator either - actually understood.
"No, straight ahead! No, other way around. Straight ahead in my direction!"
"What? I'll just end up kneeling then! And even I can't hold that shape with my legs on top of Zoro's back!"
"Argh! Just- your legs, but all of them, over my shoulders! And bent in the way I can't do!"
"...oohhh! Why didn't you say so?"
"I did!"
"Shush, you'll wake Usopp!"
"Oh, you little-"
Knowing that Zoro was most likely still sore about the earlier little bite (but it was teensy, really! Would hardly leave a mark at all!) and had his teeth a worrying small distance from Luffy's inner thighs, Luffy hurried to comply. First hooking his heels beneath Zoro's armpits, he felt the other man shove him further down, until his feet were squeezed in place between his partner's body and elbows.
"There we go," Zoro said, sounding oddly pleased for what Luffy considered an unnecessarily tricky position. And from down where he was, didn't even see anything except the ends of Zoro's legs!
"Can't hold this on my own," he warned, feeling a slight rubbery tension in his thighs and hip-joints. Being bent almost double, backwards, wasn't a natural pose at all. Though Luffy wasn't stretched out that much, his body still seemed to be trying to go back to a more neutral position.
With a muffled swear, Zoro managed to work Luffy's feet beneath his own stomach, so that his body-weight kept the stretched captain in place. This now meant that Luffy could feel his heels pressing into his own back - not a wholly unusual position for a rubber-man, but still not something he did every day. At least Zoro's weight on him was familiar and welcome, although he rarely felt the swordsman lie upside down on his back like this.
Or was it Luffy that was upside down? While he was thinking, he tickled the inside of Zoro's knee a little and noted that it was currently the upper side of the knee. Did that make it the outside now? Hmm, no wonder Zoro had troubles describing this stuff sometimes. Still...
"I feel like a pretzel," Luffy complained, not yet convinced this was worth all the effort. He was also a bit worried that if he did slip free, he'd bounce back like a snapping mousetrap and send the entire sleeping bag flying; not a pleasant vision.
"Don't worry, this'll be good. Heh. Make sure you've got an easy way to let in a bit air down there."
Now that was a good idea; with his face in the bottom of their sleeping bag like this, the air was already sticky from lack of oxygen. If this turned out to be half as fun as Zoro promised, Luffy didn't want to pass out from lack of air midway.
Zoro worked a muscular arm beneath his captain, lifting his hips a little, before he scooted up slightly onto his knees. He laid his other hand on Luffy's butt, squeezing him almost offhandedly while he spoke.
"One word of warning, captain: If you scream or bite me again, I'll spank you til you won't want to sit for a week, got it?"
Luffy's eyes narrowed at the challenge. Quick as lightning, he reached out and snagged one of Zoro's feet, stroking his thumb along the inner arc with teasing gentleness. He felt Zoro tense all along his back, the muscles bunching up beneath his legs and grinned to himself. It was a well-guarded secret of the swordsman that, while he could ignore fingers poking beneath his harimaki pretty well, he was dead ticklish beneath the feet.
"You know, if Usopp hears you..." he paused to drag a nail the length of Zoro's foot, nodding in satisfaction as that caused a choked groan. "I'm sure he'll find the guts to ask me what can make you shriek like that, sooner or later. Or Robin will get curious and put an eye in here."
Luffy was mightily enjoying how Zoro's foot was already twitching beneath his gentle stroking. Might a bit of spanking be worth it, just to hear Zoro lose it completely? Not to mention feel him fight back while wrapped up so nicely in Luffy's body, yep, definite possibilities there. There came another garbled noise from the swordsman and Luffy relented slightly, though he didn't release Zoro's foot yet. But he was mighty interested in what Zoro had planned and there was always the possibility of returning to the tickle-torture later.
"Worth it. Trust me."
"Had better be," Luffy said. With his other hand, he poked a tiny hole in the careful folds of coats and blankets that Zoro had cocooned around them. Now, he could easily open for a draft with one hand if he really needed to.
"No screaming," Zoro reminded him, taking a somewhat firmer grip of Luffy's butt.
Luffy grunted an acknowledgment and bit into a fold of fabric. Okay, now he was really curious about what - Holy Jumping Rogers!
Luffy's fingers closed like a vise around Zoro's foot and he practically inhaled the piece of coat he had in his mouth, as he felt himself breached by something hot and slick and muscular and - oh my God was Zoro actually sucking this was awesome!
Bucking and groaning, Luffy could only thump his fist against the ground in a gesture of utter agreement when Zoro broke off and asked if he liked it. He didn't dare let go of the fabric long enough to answer and, thank everything that protected pirates and idiots, it seemed his partner understood that because he dived right back in.
Spreading him open with one hand, Zoro's tongue felt as if it was pouring molted fire straight down Luffy's spine. Varying between long, wet strokes that had Luffy shuddering and an intense suction which made his eyes roll back in his head, Zoro managed to turn him into rubbery putty in no time. Now and then, he pushed even deeper with his tongue, all wet perfection slipping inside Luffy and that was just, gnaah... If he'd been able to form such a coherent thought, Luffy would have described the feeling as having his brain dribble out of his ears to be replaced with nothing but pure pleasure.
"Hey, Luffy? Capt'n?"
Almost sobbing in frustration, because hearing Zoro's muffled voice meant his tongue wasn't currently doing That Thing and Luffy kind of wanted Zoro to keep doing That for the rest of the night (he'd die of pleasure, probably, but what a way to go!), he managed to whine something semi-coherent.
"Don't forget to breathe," Zoro said. His voice was far too merry for someone who was torturing his captain and didn't even have the decency to keep it up instead of wasting time talking about crap like air.
"Hey, you listening? Can't spare a hand for your dick, you gotta do that yourself."
Finally Luffy managed to lift his head and draw a breath. He was just about to order Zoro to get right back to work this very instant, dammit, when his swordsman had a slightly mistimed flash of their near-telepathic connection and went ahead before the order was voiced.
When his tongue invaded Luffy again, now accompanied by a finger which slid oh-so-smoothly inside his hole, the young pirate lost it completely. What had started out as whispered 'Zoro' turned into a rising wail of pure lust, ending only when his air ran out. Luffy's head flumped to the ground. He sobbed with pleasure when Zoro opened him with two fingers and applied his tongue as far inside as he could reach.
Luffy felt on fire, pleasure racing through him with a mind-wrecking force. Unfortunately, he'd also turned into a pretty helpless puddle of need. The coordination necessary for Luffy to reach down and grab his own cock had utterly deserted him. Instead, he clung to Zoro's legs with a death-grip that was likely to leave a set of nail scars nicely matching the old cuts on his ankles, and tried to chew through the coat in an attempt to smother noises he just couldn't hold back. He could sense Zoro's cock too, fully hard but trapped, unreachable between their bodies. Though he already felt a bit dizzy, Luffy woved that he'd stay conscious long enough to take care of it.
After a measure of time, long enough that he began to feel light-headed, Zoro broke off again. He whined and clawed his fingers even deeper into Zoro's flesh, this time not eliciting as much as a token protest.
"Sorry," came the breathless answer to his wordless plea, "had an idea, lemme- Aw, fuck!"
Losing his balance, Zoro's chin bounced off Luffy's butt while his body-weight pressed the remaining air from his partner's body. His grasping hand did however manage to capture Luffy's cock, which had been waving around all lonely and forgotten till now, and he dragged it back between Luffy's spread legs.
Luffy's eyes crossed at the mere thought of what was about to happen. From somewhere, he managed to gather enough sense to bite into the coat again, his trembling hands squeezing encouragingly on Zoro's legs.
Perfectly earning his old nickname of Demon, Zoro seemed to be chuckling softly to himself. Even through the haze of pleasure, Luffy recognized it as the laugh he usually saved for when he came up with a really neat twist on a technique and finished off another arrogant bastard of opponent. He swallowed a stuffy breath of air and tried to spread his legs more, encouraging Zoro to hurry up, please!
Slowly, using the strength in his torso, Zoro managed to regain his earlier position, slightly kneeling above Luffy. When he put his hand back on Luffy's ass, it was as a closed fist; closed around Luffy's cock, which he'd pulled back between his captain's legs.
Yep, Luffy was definitely quaking at what was about to come.
"We're so doing this again. Need to, oh fuck, listen to you so bad," Zoro said, his voice ragged with desire.
Then, he managed to slip his thumb down Luffy's crack, pulling his cock with him. In a move that brough actual tears to his eyes, Zoro licked him from his opening up over the tip of his cock; one smooth, wet and agonizingly pleasurable movement.
Then he did it all over again.
It felt as if Luffy was fracturing, bright lights flashing before his eyes while his entire being overloaded with pleasure. Zoro's mouth moved between worshiping his opening and blissfully tormenting his cock, leaving Luffy unable to do anything but scream into the ground while he rushed towards his orgasm.
Mouth hard at work, Zoro didn't neglect to use his hand either. He was handling Luffy with just the right amount of roughness, weathered hands creating a wonderful counterpoint to the slick torture from his tongue. When his mouth closed again over the tip of Luffy's cock, the wet, sloppy sounds seemed to echo impossibly loudly in their little blanket cave. Zoro's earrings tinkled merrily above the sounds of their bodies moving together while he enthusiastically pleasured his captain.
Driven half-mad with lust, Luffy twisted beneath him, feeling his breaking point loom extremely close. Zoro seemed to sense it too, because he swallowed around him one last time, before moving down and closing his mouth completely over Luffy's hole, tongue slipping deep inside.
When his release came, it was a tidal wave of sheer fucking sensation that had Luffy clenching every muscle and then some. He vaguely felt Zoro's tongue trapped between the cheeks of his ass, the powerful hand milking every drop of pleasure out of Luffy and oh yes oh please he was flying, swimming, dying -
After an endless fall of bliss time slowly, awkwardly righted itself. Luffy found himself sobbing, forehead pressed against the ground and the last aftershocks of pleasure quaking through him. His lungs burned for air and his cock, now free of Zoro's hand, felt as delightfully limp and exhausted as the rest of him.
"Luffy?"
The tremble in Zoro's voice anchored him and he managed to grunt out a reply.
"Luffy, I'm, fuck! "
Okay; time to repay the favor. Pirate Kings can hold off their collapse for later, he reminded himself. Yes, we can. Move.
Flapping open their sleeping bag for a moment, feeling the icy air clear his head even as Zoro whimpered in distress (and wasn't that an interesting sensation against his ass), Luffy very carefully pulled his legs down. He gritted his teeth and strained against his own overwrought muscles, which wanted nothing as much as snapping into place, but with the utmost effort he managed to avoid that little disaster. Once all bits of him were on the ground, it was childishly simple to reach a hand back, grab Zoro's shoulder - it helped that he held still as a statue, not counting his heaving lungs - and do a weird kind of backwards dive between his legs. Now, Luffy lay on his back, more or less facing Zoro. He was just about to tell Zoro to just dive right in, because Luffy was pretty certain that he was slick and relaxed enough to take a fist right now, when he noticed how Zoro looked at him.
Shattered, was the closest word he could come, and even that wasn't perfect. Because his swordsman was still holding himself together, though only just. To Luffy, it was very, very obvious that Zoro had been using his entire considerable will to keep still while he'd been moving into position. From the sight of it, even that wouldn't last much longer.
Come was dripping down his face, almost completely covering the scarred eye. His other eye was wide open, focused on Luffy with obsessive fascination. Even in the low light Luffy could sense the tiny trembles shaking his body. When his movements brought him in minute contact with Zoro's cock, the other man keened, his eye fluttering close for a moment.
"Want to come in you," Zoro breathed, the trembling in his arms increasing with every word.
In that moment, he was so beautiful to Luffy that it hurt to look at him. The tenderness that swelled within gave Luffy more than enough energy to take hold of Zoro, dragging himself off the ground a bit. He fliped himself, or rather, half of himself. In a move that had even made his lover wince the first few times, Luffy managed a seemingly spine-cracking twist with his lower body, and got his ass in perfect position beneath Zoro's hard cock.
He barely had time to reach down to give a helping hand before Zoro plunged into him.
It was obvious that Zoro wouldn't last very long. Luffy hurried to pull him into a deep kiss even while he was still trying to open his legs more, giving Zoro access.
Zoro's arms closed in around him, the slight rocking motions of his hips more enough for him in his excited state. Luffy replied by cradling his head close, digging his fingers into Zoro's strong neck. The tongue that had so wonderfully pleasured Luffy was in his mouth now, tangling with his own.
Luffy felt slickness on his face and knew that it was his own come sliding down onto his cheek, mingling on their lips. When Zoro curled around him even more, instinctively giving himself better leverage, their mouths separate for a moment. Luffy heard the fragment of a plea, a whispered 'beautiful' which he swallowed with his lips a moment later, squeezing his nether muscles as much as he could.
That almost did it and a few moves later, Zoro broke. He shuddered while he came inside Luffy, the most lovely cry of agonized love on his lips.
As they relaxed, Zoro slipped out and Luffy's tired rubber body easily twisted back into normal shape. Moments later, Zoro fell into a pleased heap on top of him. Smiling, he softly licking away the sticky gunk on his lover's face.
"Whmn yhm..."
"Eh?" Luffy stopped his Zoro-cleaning for a moment, trying to hear what his swordsman had to say.
Zoro lifted his face a bit, rare gentleness softening his still slightly sticky features. "Warm yet?"
The question caused Luffy to giggle and he nodded. "Yep! Great job, Zoro."
"'s okay." Blinking tiredly at him, and ducking away from his tongue for a moment, Zoro looked at the tent wall. He cleared his throat twice and then, squeezing his eye shut, raised his voice. "Eh, Usopp? Everyone?"
After a long, almost tangibly hesitant silence, a somewhat quavery voice replied to Zoro.
"...yeeeah?"
"Yeah, just wanted to, you know. Uhm. Sorry?"
"Sorry from me too! We forgot!"
There was another, long, silence. The tension was thick enough to keep Luffy from falling asleep, something he felt liable to do any minute now.
"Uhm, Zoro?"
"Yeah?"
"I really, really should kick your asses. But, uh, if you tell me what you did, I might be convinced to forgive you. Just this once."
"I too would be much interested in hearing what technique you employed," Robin added, voice sounding just a little less deadpan than usual. "If it is complicated, a visual demonstration would not go amiss either."
Luffy snorted with laughter while Zoro, cheeks absolutely flaming judging by the heat that suddenly coursed through them, mumbled a vague agreement, followed by another apology, before he hid his face against Luffy's throat. Within a heartbeat, he was snoring with great determination.
Outside, the wind howled. On the very edge of his hearing, Luffy caught Brook whistling what might just have been the most lascivious version of Bink's Sake in the entire recorded history of piracy. Amusing as he found it, his eyelids grew heavier by the second and before the song was over, Luffy was asleep; a smile on his face and Zoro's arms warm around him.
/The End
Notes: Apparently they can now see in the dark. Let's say they're both using Haki. Ahem.
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Pairing/Characters: Zoro/Luffy (cameos from Usopp, Robin and Brook)
Rating: Very much NC-17
Warnings: Unusual use of Gum-Gum Fruit abilities. I had to draw a stick-figure diagram to keep up with things, if we put it like that. Also no beta (yet)
Timeline/Spoilers: Takes place around chapter 660, Punk Hazard arc. Likely to be jossed extremely soon, so consider this a form of porny AU. Mainly enviroment + general time-skip spoilers, nothing about the plot.
Notes: For the prompt "warming up" from ichigootaku. ~6300 words.
Summary: Luffy is cold. Zoro becomes very inventive when it comes to warming him up. Shamelessly smutty PWP.
Hazards of cold-weather camping
Their stolen coats (and tents, food and weap- well, more accurately firewood by the time they'd taken it) did a lot to help fight the chill, but as night sank on Punk Hazard the biting cold grew even more severe. Luffy felt his teeth chatter fiercely and he was sure his toes were turning blue even inside the improvised sleeping bag.
Brook had volunteered for watch, being the only one able to handle the extreme temperature. Not that he stopped complaining about the cold, but Luffy considered that a fair price to pay for not becoming an icicle. Brook was outside, keeping guard in front of the small cliff outcropping that did far too little to keep the howling winds away. Since Luffy was the captain and thus responsible for the well-being of the crew, he'd let Robin and Usopp take the spot nearest the cliff wall, with the fire between their tents.
Ohhh, dammit it was so cold! If only the tents had been larger, they could all have tried to make some kind of heap near the fire. Unfortunately, not even four people who liked each other as much as the Straw Hat pirates did could possibly fit into just one of these tents.
Luffy pushed his back against Zoro's sleeping bag for a bit warmth, wondering if rubber still stretched after frostbite. Brrr, they should've taken all the coats and slept beneath a mountain of them!
"Hey, captain?" Zoro's teeth sounded almost as chattery as his own. Luffy wriggled around in his improvised sleeping bag, trying to turn without letting any outside air reach him.
Zoro was bundled up so only his eyes were visible, the rest of him covered by the fluffy heap of his coat. "You also cold?"
Luffy shivered a bit harder, which the swordsman took as a yes. Pushing out an arm, still covered by the fur-lined coat he'd stolen earlier today, he waved his hand in a 'come here'-gesture.
"Hurry up," Zoro muttered, "I'm feeling my fingers freeze off just from this. OI, BROOK! Can you throw some more wood on the fire, dammit! It's too fucking cold here!"
"Yohoho!" The spooky laughter of the skeleton drifted their way. "Fear not, Mr. Zoro, I have brought those crates we found and am turning them into firewood as fast as my weary old bones can work."
"Th- thanks Brook," Luffy said.
Zoro tried to pull him into his own sleeping bag, swearing when he felt how many layers still covered the younger pirate. "Luffy! You can't wear all your clothes now. They'll get sweaty and even colder tomorrow!"
"But I'm cold now! I'll die if I take them off and Zoro's wearing his clothes too!"
"Only the outer coat," Zoro said, pulling back the fabric an smidge to show the truth of his words. "Stuffed the rest into another coat to make a pillow. Come on, Captain, off we go."
"Yeeeh! Your fingers are COLD!"
They started to scuffle, although that took a quick end when Zoro's yanking together with Luffy's own struggles led to his entire back being bared to the outside chill. Almost folding himself double, Luffy dived headfirst into the sleeping bag and squeezed himself down, away from the cold.
Zoro accepted that with unusual patience and used his new position to pull off Luffy's shorts.
"Learn to wear socks, you idiot," he mumbled as Luffy's icy toes came into contact with his arm. Then Zoro pulled away Luffy's wonderfully warm and fuzzy coat and shook it out over their sleeping bag instead. When Luffy came back up to wildly protest this foul theft, the swordsman surprised him by opening the coat he was still wearing and covering Luffy with his own body.
"See?" Zoro said, his voice rumbling like warmth through Luffy. "Isn't this better?"
Okay, this was a lot nicer, Luffy had to admit. Especially when he could wrap his arms around Zoro and warm his cold hands between his friend's back and the cozy inside of the coat.
Zoro yelped at the feeling of icy fingers clutching at his shoulder-blades. He was about to reprimand his captain when Luffy practically purred with pleasure and wiggled against him. Beginning to feel an entirely different kind of warmth, Zoro held his tongue and settled on top of Luffy. Carefully, they adjusted the coats until they were both completely covered.
Now that he could feel skin warmth against his body and they were covered by at least three layers of stolen coat, Luffy felt himself finally begin to thaw. Judging from the sleepy smile on Zoro's face, he wasn't the only one becoming warmer.
From outside, they heard the crackle of the fire and Brook humming Bink's Sake while he fed more wood into the flames.
"Yeah. 's a good idea," Luffy murmured. He wriggled a bit more, keeping a careful eye on Zoro while he 'accidentally' shifted his legs. Luffy, always a creature of instinct, was already beginning to entertain a whole host of ideas for how to warm up even more. Since Zoro had already showed himself such an accomplished Luffy-heater, he didn't want to begrudge him the chance to try another methods if he was so inclined. Although, it had been a long day and if Zoro rather wanted to sleep, cuddling like this was nice too.
He snaked an arm up Zoro's back, letting his fingers play over the earrings. They still felt cool, so Luffy cupped his hand around the ear, bringing out a small chuckle from Zoro. Encouraged, Luffy wrapped a leg over Zoro's thighs, squeezing just a little. His swordsman drew in a sharp little breath at that and burrowed closer, pushing his own hands beneath Luffy.
"Okay, captain," he said, each word a warm puff against Luffy's hair, "we'll play a little. Gotta break in the first island in the New World, huh?"
"Mm, and Nami said we weren't allowed to fight each other again."
Zoro grumbled something about killjoy weather witches, so Luffy decided to silence him before he got too grumpy to play. As his lips met Zoro's chapped ones, capturing the sour words, Luffy felt the first seed of true heat inside. He pressed upwards, felt Zoro open for him and then a warm tongue pushed against his own. Eyes sliding close, Luffy tasted the unique flavor of Zoro's kiss again; as always, a flutter of happiness inside. It was a taste he'd been starving for during two years and though they'd taken some time to got to know each other again, he was far from done making up for the missed opportunities. Judging from the rising pulse he could feel in the other man and the way Zoro's cock was firming up against his leg, Luffy knew he wasn't the only one harbouring such ideas.
"What do you wanna do?" Luffy asked when Zoro drew back, breaking the kiss. One eye glanced at him, nonplussed, and then Zoro showed his teeth. Smiling, some would say. Crazy-mad demon, run in the other direction was another popular opinion.
In a way, both of those opinions were correct, but only Luffy saw the fiery lust in that grin and knew it wasn't for battle or bloodshed. That look on Zoro's face was one Luffy had come to anticipate with almost equal measure dread and joy. On second thought, he should've been able to anticipate this. The intense battles Punk Hazard had offered them so far were more than enough to make Zoro's spirit soar. As Luffy had learned long ago, when Zoro got fired up, he could become very inventive and not just on the battlefield.
His hand tightened involuntarily, clawing at Zoro's back. The earrings tinkled gently, the metal cool in Luffy's sweaty palm. Zoro kissed him again, moaning when the young captain thrust his hips upwards.
"How 'bout everything?"
Luffy contemplated that for a sweet moment, before giving the earrings in his hand a punishing pull.
"Stupid Zoro, we'll freeze our butts off if we try!"
"Okay, everything we can fit into a sleeping bag?"
That sounded more reasonable and Luffy gave his enthusiastic assent to the suggestion.
"I said I'd warm you up, didn't I, captain?" Zoro was speaking in that dangerous rumble again, which unfailingly made Luffy's toes wiggle with pleasure.
"Uh-huh, you did."
"Let's start with that then... Are you warm here?"
The last word was somewhat muffled as Zoro spoke it around his ear while nipping lightly. Perhaps he'd been inspired by the play with the earrings, because it wasn't one of Luffy's favorite spots. But after first having frozen all day and then endured the burning of blood returning to his icy extremities, it felt quite nice to have Zoro spend some time licking him; first the one ear, then moving over to the other. Now and then, there was the tiniest bite, just a little nip to keep Luffy from completely floating away on lazy pleasure.
"Think they're warm now," Zoro said and wriggled until he was a bit further down, beginning to lick his way around Luffy's throat.
Now, this definitely was one of his favorite places. Luffy gave an encouraging little groan when Zoro began to leave a series of wet, open-mouthed kisses around his throat. His hand slid away from Zoro's earrings, grabbing hold of the short green hair for a moment, before trailing down the muscular neck, leaving four red scratches as he did. Beneath his hand, Zoro arched and pressed against his nails.
Answering in turn, Zoro attacked Luffy's throat with more suction, bringing his teeth into the game. Soon, they were both leaving marks on each other and Luffy groaned in frustrated pleasure when he realized that, unless they went back to the hot side, he wouldn't get to see any of the lovely lines along Zoro's spine tomorrow.
That made him decide it was time for a change of tactics. Slowly, Luffy stretched his arms around Zoro, encircling the strong body until his hands met between them.
"Hmm, captain, I thought I was going to warm you up?"
"You are. Mhm, my hands feel much warmer now!" With those words, he tensed his arms and let loose with his hands. It was a bit tricky to keep from snapping back, but Luffy managed to pinch a tight hold around Zoro's nipples. Enjoying the sudden rasp of breath from his lover, Luffy squeezed the sensitive flesh between his index and middle fingers, rubbing them together and pulling lightly. It caused a number of pretty reactions on Zoro's face and a shiver which he was fairly certain had nothing at all to do with cold.
"Hng. Fine, how 'bout here?" Zoro asked, and rose up suddenly to give Luffy a kiss right on the tip of his nose.
Snorting and giggling, Luffy shook his head, when Zoro tried to lick him between the eyes. "It's fine! Ehehe, Zoro! My nose isn't cold!"
One of his hands lost their grip while he was laughing and Zoro wasn't late to grab it and pull up.
"Have to double-check," he said with fake sternness, squinting at Luffy's right hand while his victim laughed and tried to tickle him in revenge. "Can't have a frostbitten captain, eh?"
He then proceeded to lick each finger, tongue gently lapping at the knuckles and teeth scraping over Luffy's callouses and myriad of tiny scars. It was a bit weird, but interesting. Luffy tensed and twisted at the sensation, imagining Zoro's probing tongue somewhere much further down.
"Gah! Hey, Luffy!"
"Uhn?"
"You gotta let me go if you're gonna do that," Zoro said, his hand stroking over the arm wrapped tight around his torso. "Can't breathe otherwise."
"Oh, sorry." Untangling himself, Luffy happily gave his left hand to Zoro so that he could warm that one too. Meanwhile, he decided that now that it was Zoro-approved, his other hand should investigate the lower terrain a bit. His questing fingers soon found something pleasantly hard to play with. The sound Zoro made when he took hold of them both was the sexiest thing he'd heard in a long time.
Luffy tried to pull a bit, his knuckles pushing against Zoro's hard stomach. It drew another bout of grumbling from his partner, before Zoro scooted up on his knees a bit to give Luffy some space to work in.
Between the two of them, they were creating quite a lot of warmth. When Zoro opened a flap in their little cocoon, letting in a bit of fresh (and ICY) air, Luffy shivered in remembered cold, but kept from whining. Oxygen was nice and he'd had enough near drowning experiences to have learned to appreciate it. Still, the draft was unpleasant and Zoro seemed to agree. As soon as the air was slightly fresher, he hurried to pull the fabric back in place.
"I think it's gotten a little warmer outside," he said once they were settled into their hidden world of warmth again. "And lighter, Brook's got the fire going good."
"Still too cold!" Luffy said, squeezing Zoro an extra time to underline his point.
"Oi, be careful with that."
Luffy blew him a raspberry, which backfired slightly when Zoro bent down and caught his tongue in a half-kiss, sucking teasingly at his tongue first before opening his mouth properly. Their kiss deepened, one of Zoro's hands burying themselves in his hair.
Luffy's hand sped up, moving along their hardening cocks with increasing fervor.
"Mhm, Straw Hat captain, my favorite dish," Zoro mumbled when they finally separated, slowly, neither wishing to quite let go of the others lips. "But you're still a bit too cool... Guess I should finish warming you up, hmm?"
"Where?"
"Oh, I dunno..." Zoro let one hand hand slide down Luffy's side, resting entirely on his knees and an elbow by now. His left hand remained curled against Luffy's scalp, stroking his hair gently.
"Here?"
Zoro dipped his hand lower, continuing past Luffy's hips and moving in beneath his buttocks. He lifted an eyebrow, asking for permission to continue.
Luffy didn't have to think twice about that particular question. He grinned and relaxed his grip on their cocks, preparing to twist onto his stomach instead. Then he turned around with great care, not wanting to push Zoro off or accidentally fling open the sleeping bag. After a bit of maneuvering, with Zoro's hand on his hips helping him find a good position, Luffy managed to get himself onto his stomach without any cold-related accidents.
"Hah, we won!" he crowed, causing Zoro to shush him and poke at his side.
"Remember that Usopp and Robin are trying to sleep."
"Oh, right. Sorry guys," he whispered.
Zoro snorted, dug his hand beneath Luffy and wrapped a hand around his cock. Mmm, nice and warm!
"So what did we win over?" Zoro asked.
"The cold, of course. It's trying to invade, but we're stopping it!"
The muffled laugh from Zoro sounded almost like when he talked with Wadou in his mouth. Luffy wriggled in eagerness, quickly figuring what must be blocking Zoro's mouth this time. Reminding himself of how much Usopp would complain if they didn't let him sleep, he bit his lips. It was hard, but he managed to keep back the excited whoop that wanted to break free when Zoro's hand began fumbling between his buttocks.
"Aw, fuck. Next time, we gotta bring lube," Zoro said and prodded his saliva-slicked fingers against Luffy's tight opening.
"You always say that," Luffy said, taking a deep breath and tried to relax fully. He stretched easily, but being rubber didn't really solve the little problem of friction. He knew it wouldn't bother him once Zoro got going, but later? Ever since the time they had to ask for Chopper's assistance and ended up smeared with his special (stinky) skin-cream, in all kinds of places where Luffy rather avoided getting medically poked, they'd both agreed to take it a bit more gently.
"But then you always forget!" Luffy continued. "Or we get into a fight and someone destroys it, or - oh, remember that time you got lost and dropped the entire bottle?"
Zoro's hand withdrew for a moment and he gave him a stern poke on the butt, which made Luffy reach behind them both and pinch him on the butt in revenge; with nails too! Hah, that'd teach him to underestimate a rubber-man.
"Hey, stoppit! Anyway, why's it always my job to remember?"
"Ehh... Captain's orders?"
"Oho? Well, then captain can stop being such an idiot and EAT the lube when I do bring it!"
"That was only once! And it smelled sweet!"
"Course it did, it was flavored lube! Do you know how much I paid for that crap?"
"But if it's flavored you're supposed to ea-"
"Not by the bottle-full, you idiot! It's for sucking off someones dick!"
"Whaaa? But I like the taste of Zoro's dick as it is!"
"GUYS!" Usopp's voice echoed strangely through the tent wall, but his wail was more than loud enough to distract them from the argument. "Seriously too much information!"
"Oh... SORRY USOPP! AND ROBIN TOO! WE'LL BE SILENT NOW!"
"Don't worry, Captain, I don't mind."
"Yohohoho! As a gentleman, I would never acknowledge if my ears happened to catch the sound of some minor indiscretions. Although, since I'm dead I have no -"
"HEY! Everyone shut up and lemme sleep!"
"WILL DO! "
Zoro clamped a hand over Luffy's mouth. "I almost forgot what a hard time you had with the concept of silence," he said.
However, judging by the way he kept circling Luffy's opening with gentle fingers, Luffy thought that Zoro wasn't all that upset. Unfortunately, when he entered him with two fingers, the scraping feel caused Luffy to stiffen in an entirely wrong way. Darnit. Zoro's fingers were large, but he knew perfectly well that his cock was larger. This was not a good sign.
It seemed he wasn't the only one to notice the problem either. "Rrgh. This ain't gonna be easy. None of us have really loosened up as much before!"
"Meh, it'll be okay," Luffy whispered once he'd licked the hand covering his mouth enough times for Zoro to relent and remove it.
"Not if we wanna be quiet."
Huh. That, unfortunately, was true. Luffy didn't mind a bit of a rough time at all, but trying to remember to keep silent and not move to much and not kick off the sleeping bag... this was all getting a bit complicated.
"And captain?" Zoro's tone was serious enough that Luffy twisted his head around, meeting his lover's gaze in a move that would have been patently impossible for anybody but a rubber-man.
"I've had a few fresh scars while on winter islands. Trust me, the cold fucking chafes."
That, Luffy was prepared to believe without arguments. Although for accuracys sake, he translated 'a few fresh scars' to 'several recently sewn together wounds'.
"That ain't good. And we'll have to fight tomorrow."
"Yeah. Although..." Zoro's forehead was scrunched up and he seemed to be contemplating something deeply.
Luffy waited patiently, only wiggling a little, clenching around the fingers resting against his opening. While he loved sex, almost as much as food (and possible a bit more if it was really good sex; the ranking depended on how hungry he was at any given moment), Zoro was the one who spent hours every day working out, learning exactly how his body worked and just how far he could push it before it broke. Oh, Luffy had a pretty nice grasp of his own abilities, but they'd learned early on that this didn't mean he was at all capable of judging how limber Zoro was, how much he stretched or how firm a grip he appreciated on his more tender parts. Besides, while Luffy was better at feeling his way along stuff, he'd never bothered to pay enough attention to stuff like muscle groups and joints to be able to calculate how they'd best slot into place.
"Ne, Zoro? Got an idea?"
"Uh, yeah, actually... Think you can keep awake long enough after I do you to finish me off?" He fired off a quick smile and twisted his fingers once. "Since you like the taste of my cock so much, I thought I could maybe give you a taste. After I taste something else, that is."
That sounded more than nice and Luffy agreed so enthusiastically that Zoro had to fumble a hand over his mouth again. There followed a lot of very complicated manouvering. An unfortunate foot ended up in the cold for a few moments, during which Luffy nearly took a chunk out of Zoro's calf in an attempt to spare Usopp's sensibilities. He ended up with his face smushed into the ground for that little trick, before Zoro got hold of his flailing foot. With a grunt of effort and only a moments liftening of their shelter (cooooold), he managed to hook Luffy's legs over his shoulders.
"Would you stop flailing around so bloody much!" he said, trying to pull Luffy forward by his hips. "That's why you keep kicking the covers off!"
"I don't get what you're doing!"
"I told you, bend at the hips! No, the other way! Towards me!"
"You mean backwards?"
As soon as the words left Luffy, he smacked his head against the ground again, groaning about his own stupidity. It was an unfortunate fact that while Zoro usually had a very good grasp of how best to position them, his directional issues meant that he could rarely describe things in a way that Luffy - admittedly not the worlds best navigator either - actually understood.
"No, straight ahead! No, other way around. Straight ahead in my direction!"
"What? I'll just end up kneeling then! And even I can't hold that shape with my legs on top of Zoro's back!"
"Argh! Just- your legs, but all of them, over my shoulders! And bent in the way I can't do!"
"...oohhh! Why didn't you say so?"
"I did!"
"Shush, you'll wake Usopp!"
"Oh, you little-"
Knowing that Zoro was most likely still sore about the earlier little bite (but it was teensy, really! Would hardly leave a mark at all!) and had his teeth a worrying small distance from Luffy's inner thighs, Luffy hurried to comply. First hooking his heels beneath Zoro's armpits, he felt the other man shove him further down, until his feet were squeezed in place between his partner's body and elbows.
"There we go," Zoro said, sounding oddly pleased for what Luffy considered an unnecessarily tricky position. And from down where he was, didn't even see anything except the ends of Zoro's legs!
"Can't hold this on my own," he warned, feeling a slight rubbery tension in his thighs and hip-joints. Being bent almost double, backwards, wasn't a natural pose at all. Though Luffy wasn't stretched out that much, his body still seemed to be trying to go back to a more neutral position.
With a muffled swear, Zoro managed to work Luffy's feet beneath his own stomach, so that his body-weight kept the stretched captain in place. This now meant that Luffy could feel his heels pressing into his own back - not a wholly unusual position for a rubber-man, but still not something he did every day. At least Zoro's weight on him was familiar and welcome, although he rarely felt the swordsman lie upside down on his back like this.
Or was it Luffy that was upside down? While he was thinking, he tickled the inside of Zoro's knee a little and noted that it was currently the upper side of the knee. Did that make it the outside now? Hmm, no wonder Zoro had troubles describing this stuff sometimes. Still...
"I feel like a pretzel," Luffy complained, not yet convinced this was worth all the effort. He was also a bit worried that if he did slip free, he'd bounce back like a snapping mousetrap and send the entire sleeping bag flying; not a pleasant vision.
"Don't worry, this'll be good. Heh. Make sure you've got an easy way to let in a bit air down there."
Now that was a good idea; with his face in the bottom of their sleeping bag like this, the air was already sticky from lack of oxygen. If this turned out to be half as fun as Zoro promised, Luffy didn't want to pass out from lack of air midway.
Zoro worked a muscular arm beneath his captain, lifting his hips a little, before he scooted up slightly onto his knees. He laid his other hand on Luffy's butt, squeezing him almost offhandedly while he spoke.
"One word of warning, captain: If you scream or bite me again, I'll spank you til you won't want to sit for a week, got it?"
Luffy's eyes narrowed at the challenge. Quick as lightning, he reached out and snagged one of Zoro's feet, stroking his thumb along the inner arc with teasing gentleness. He felt Zoro tense all along his back, the muscles bunching up beneath his legs and grinned to himself. It was a well-guarded secret of the swordsman that, while he could ignore fingers poking beneath his harimaki pretty well, he was dead ticklish beneath the feet.
"You know, if Usopp hears you..." he paused to drag a nail the length of Zoro's foot, nodding in satisfaction as that caused a choked groan. "I'm sure he'll find the guts to ask me what can make you shriek like that, sooner or later. Or Robin will get curious and put an eye in here."
Luffy was mightily enjoying how Zoro's foot was already twitching beneath his gentle stroking. Might a bit of spanking be worth it, just to hear Zoro lose it completely? Not to mention feel him fight back while wrapped up so nicely in Luffy's body, yep, definite possibilities there. There came another garbled noise from the swordsman and Luffy relented slightly, though he didn't release Zoro's foot yet. But he was mighty interested in what Zoro had planned and there was always the possibility of returning to the tickle-torture later.
"Worth it. Trust me."
"Had better be," Luffy said. With his other hand, he poked a tiny hole in the careful folds of coats and blankets that Zoro had cocooned around them. Now, he could easily open for a draft with one hand if he really needed to.
"No screaming," Zoro reminded him, taking a somewhat firmer grip of Luffy's butt.
Luffy grunted an acknowledgment and bit into a fold of fabric. Okay, now he was really curious about what - Holy Jumping Rogers!
Luffy's fingers closed like a vise around Zoro's foot and he practically inhaled the piece of coat he had in his mouth, as he felt himself breached by something hot and slick and muscular and - oh my God was Zoro actually sucking this was awesome!
Bucking and groaning, Luffy could only thump his fist against the ground in a gesture of utter agreement when Zoro broke off and asked if he liked it. He didn't dare let go of the fabric long enough to answer and, thank everything that protected pirates and idiots, it seemed his partner understood that because he dived right back in.
Spreading him open with one hand, Zoro's tongue felt as if it was pouring molted fire straight down Luffy's spine. Varying between long, wet strokes that had Luffy shuddering and an intense suction which made his eyes roll back in his head, Zoro managed to turn him into rubbery putty in no time. Now and then, he pushed even deeper with his tongue, all wet perfection slipping inside Luffy and that was just, gnaah... If he'd been able to form such a coherent thought, Luffy would have described the feeling as having his brain dribble out of his ears to be replaced with nothing but pure pleasure.
"Hey, Luffy? Capt'n?"
Almost sobbing in frustration, because hearing Zoro's muffled voice meant his tongue wasn't currently doing That Thing and Luffy kind of wanted Zoro to keep doing That for the rest of the night (he'd die of pleasure, probably, but what a way to go!), he managed to whine something semi-coherent.
"Don't forget to breathe," Zoro said. His voice was far too merry for someone who was torturing his captain and didn't even have the decency to keep it up instead of wasting time talking about crap like air.
"Hey, you listening? Can't spare a hand for your dick, you gotta do that yourself."
Finally Luffy managed to lift his head and draw a breath. He was just about to order Zoro to get right back to work this very instant, dammit, when his swordsman had a slightly mistimed flash of their near-telepathic connection and went ahead before the order was voiced.
When his tongue invaded Luffy again, now accompanied by a finger which slid oh-so-smoothly inside his hole, the young pirate lost it completely. What had started out as whispered 'Zoro' turned into a rising wail of pure lust, ending only when his air ran out. Luffy's head flumped to the ground. He sobbed with pleasure when Zoro opened him with two fingers and applied his tongue as far inside as he could reach.
Luffy felt on fire, pleasure racing through him with a mind-wrecking force. Unfortunately, he'd also turned into a pretty helpless puddle of need. The coordination necessary for Luffy to reach down and grab his own cock had utterly deserted him. Instead, he clung to Zoro's legs with a death-grip that was likely to leave a set of nail scars nicely matching the old cuts on his ankles, and tried to chew through the coat in an attempt to smother noises he just couldn't hold back. He could sense Zoro's cock too, fully hard but trapped, unreachable between their bodies. Though he already felt a bit dizzy, Luffy woved that he'd stay conscious long enough to take care of it.
After a measure of time, long enough that he began to feel light-headed, Zoro broke off again. He whined and clawed his fingers even deeper into Zoro's flesh, this time not eliciting as much as a token protest.
"Sorry," came the breathless answer to his wordless plea, "had an idea, lemme- Aw, fuck!"
Losing his balance, Zoro's chin bounced off Luffy's butt while his body-weight pressed the remaining air from his partner's body. His grasping hand did however manage to capture Luffy's cock, which had been waving around all lonely and forgotten till now, and he dragged it back between Luffy's spread legs.
Luffy's eyes crossed at the mere thought of what was about to happen. From somewhere, he managed to gather enough sense to bite into the coat again, his trembling hands squeezing encouragingly on Zoro's legs.
Perfectly earning his old nickname of Demon, Zoro seemed to be chuckling softly to himself. Even through the haze of pleasure, Luffy recognized it as the laugh he usually saved for when he came up with a really neat twist on a technique and finished off another arrogant bastard of opponent. He swallowed a stuffy breath of air and tried to spread his legs more, encouraging Zoro to hurry up, please!
Slowly, using the strength in his torso, Zoro managed to regain his earlier position, slightly kneeling above Luffy. When he put his hand back on Luffy's ass, it was as a closed fist; closed around Luffy's cock, which he'd pulled back between his captain's legs.
Yep, Luffy was definitely quaking at what was about to come.
"We're so doing this again. Need to, oh fuck, listen to you so bad," Zoro said, his voice ragged with desire.
Then, he managed to slip his thumb down Luffy's crack, pulling his cock with him. In a move that brough actual tears to his eyes, Zoro licked him from his opening up over the tip of his cock; one smooth, wet and agonizingly pleasurable movement.
Then he did it all over again.
It felt as if Luffy was fracturing, bright lights flashing before his eyes while his entire being overloaded with pleasure. Zoro's mouth moved between worshiping his opening and blissfully tormenting his cock, leaving Luffy unable to do anything but scream into the ground while he rushed towards his orgasm.
Mouth hard at work, Zoro didn't neglect to use his hand either. He was handling Luffy with just the right amount of roughness, weathered hands creating a wonderful counterpoint to the slick torture from his tongue. When his mouth closed again over the tip of Luffy's cock, the wet, sloppy sounds seemed to echo impossibly loudly in their little blanket cave. Zoro's earrings tinkled merrily above the sounds of their bodies moving together while he enthusiastically pleasured his captain.
Driven half-mad with lust, Luffy twisted beneath him, feeling his breaking point loom extremely close. Zoro seemed to sense it too, because he swallowed around him one last time, before moving down and closing his mouth completely over Luffy's hole, tongue slipping deep inside.
When his release came, it was a tidal wave of sheer fucking sensation that had Luffy clenching every muscle and then some. He vaguely felt Zoro's tongue trapped between the cheeks of his ass, the powerful hand milking every drop of pleasure out of Luffy and oh yes oh please he was flying, swimming, dying -
After an endless fall of bliss time slowly, awkwardly righted itself. Luffy found himself sobbing, forehead pressed against the ground and the last aftershocks of pleasure quaking through him. His lungs burned for air and his cock, now free of Zoro's hand, felt as delightfully limp and exhausted as the rest of him.
"Luffy?"
The tremble in Zoro's voice anchored him and he managed to grunt out a reply.
"Luffy, I'm, fuck! "
Okay; time to repay the favor. Pirate Kings can hold off their collapse for later, he reminded himself. Yes, we can. Move.
Flapping open their sleeping bag for a moment, feeling the icy air clear his head even as Zoro whimpered in distress (and wasn't that an interesting sensation against his ass), Luffy very carefully pulled his legs down. He gritted his teeth and strained against his own overwrought muscles, which wanted nothing as much as snapping into place, but with the utmost effort he managed to avoid that little disaster. Once all bits of him were on the ground, it was childishly simple to reach a hand back, grab Zoro's shoulder - it helped that he held still as a statue, not counting his heaving lungs - and do a weird kind of backwards dive between his legs. Now, Luffy lay on his back, more or less facing Zoro. He was just about to tell Zoro to just dive right in, because Luffy was pretty certain that he was slick and relaxed enough to take a fist right now, when he noticed how Zoro looked at him.
Shattered, was the closest word he could come, and even that wasn't perfect. Because his swordsman was still holding himself together, though only just. To Luffy, it was very, very obvious that Zoro had been using his entire considerable will to keep still while he'd been moving into position. From the sight of it, even that wouldn't last much longer.
Come was dripping down his face, almost completely covering the scarred eye. His other eye was wide open, focused on Luffy with obsessive fascination. Even in the low light Luffy could sense the tiny trembles shaking his body. When his movements brought him in minute contact with Zoro's cock, the other man keened, his eye fluttering close for a moment.
"Want to come in you," Zoro breathed, the trembling in his arms increasing with every word.
In that moment, he was so beautiful to Luffy that it hurt to look at him. The tenderness that swelled within gave Luffy more than enough energy to take hold of Zoro, dragging himself off the ground a bit. He fliped himself, or rather, half of himself. In a move that had even made his lover wince the first few times, Luffy managed a seemingly spine-cracking twist with his lower body, and got his ass in perfect position beneath Zoro's hard cock.
He barely had time to reach down to give a helping hand before Zoro plunged into him.
It was obvious that Zoro wouldn't last very long. Luffy hurried to pull him into a deep kiss even while he was still trying to open his legs more, giving Zoro access.
Zoro's arms closed in around him, the slight rocking motions of his hips more enough for him in his excited state. Luffy replied by cradling his head close, digging his fingers into Zoro's strong neck. The tongue that had so wonderfully pleasured Luffy was in his mouth now, tangling with his own.
Luffy felt slickness on his face and knew that it was his own come sliding down onto his cheek, mingling on their lips. When Zoro curled around him even more, instinctively giving himself better leverage, their mouths separate for a moment. Luffy heard the fragment of a plea, a whispered 'beautiful' which he swallowed with his lips a moment later, squeezing his nether muscles as much as he could.
That almost did it and a few moves later, Zoro broke. He shuddered while he came inside Luffy, the most lovely cry of agonized love on his lips.
As they relaxed, Zoro slipped out and Luffy's tired rubber body easily twisted back into normal shape. Moments later, Zoro fell into a pleased heap on top of him. Smiling, he softly licking away the sticky gunk on his lover's face.
"Whmn yhm..."
"Eh?" Luffy stopped his Zoro-cleaning for a moment, trying to hear what his swordsman had to say.
Zoro lifted his face a bit, rare gentleness softening his still slightly sticky features. "Warm yet?"
The question caused Luffy to giggle and he nodded. "Yep! Great job, Zoro."
"'s okay." Blinking tiredly at him, and ducking away from his tongue for a moment, Zoro looked at the tent wall. He cleared his throat twice and then, squeezing his eye shut, raised his voice. "Eh, Usopp? Everyone?"
After a long, almost tangibly hesitant silence, a somewhat quavery voice replied to Zoro.
"...yeeeah?"
"Yeah, just wanted to, you know. Uhm. Sorry?"
"Sorry from me too! We forgot!"
There was another, long, silence. The tension was thick enough to keep Luffy from falling asleep, something he felt liable to do any minute now.
"Uhm, Zoro?"
"Yeah?"
"I really, really should kick your asses. But, uh, if you tell me what you did, I might be convinced to forgive you. Just this once."
"I too would be much interested in hearing what technique you employed," Robin added, voice sounding just a little less deadpan than usual. "If it is complicated, a visual demonstration would not go amiss either."
Luffy snorted with laughter while Zoro, cheeks absolutely flaming judging by the heat that suddenly coursed through them, mumbled a vague agreement, followed by another apology, before he hid his face against Luffy's throat. Within a heartbeat, he was snoring with great determination.
Outside, the wind howled. On the very edge of his hearing, Luffy caught Brook whistling what might just have been the most lascivious version of Bink's Sake in the entire recorded history of piracy. Amusing as he found it, his eyelids grew heavier by the second and before the song was over, Luffy was asleep; a smile on his face and Zoro's arms warm around him.
/The End
Notes: Apparently they can now see in the dark. Let's say they're both using Haki. Ahem.
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