Waking up next to marimo...
*Sanji wakes up feeling warm and safe and from a dream he can't recall but he's pretty sure was amazing for him to wake up so absurdly happy. Then he feels the hot skin beneath him, slick from sweat in some places, and the rise and fall of Zoro's chest and it all makes sense.
He had gotten laid. He had in fact fucked the very person he had wanted and thought he could never have.*
[What a difference a day makes, huh? Good morning, marimo.]
*He can't help but feel a little sad. Like this was over. Yes they said they would tell the crew but Zoro was a private sort of person and he had a dashing ladies man image to protect so even if the crew took the news in stride, he wouldn't be able to kiss those lips as he pleased. Weird to have such an innocent thought be so devastating. It was enough to make him want to cling to the man now, but he resisted the urge, instead kissing Zoro on the cheek and unwrapping himself from the very huggy position he had slept in.
The urge to make out with him (and straight out molest him) again was overwhelming suddenly. A celebratory good bye to the sexy times for now type event. It could be blamed on how waking up naked next to the one you wanted under you, also naked, had a way of firing the libido into overdrive.
He didn't want to be a needy pervert. He didn't. No second day relationship blow job wake up calls! So he settled on sucking Zoro's earlob with a little too much zealousness while his hand ran over his chest tantalizingly.*
[It's alright. He had a long and exciting day yesterday...just a little goodbye body worship for me. Jump in the shower, jack off session to calm the fuck down, marimo will be awake by then and we can be ready to leave. Leave and act more appropriately. Not like we were all over each other last night. Definitely not like I fucked him into the bed. Just Zoro and Sanji. Who happen to be starting a relationship of fucked up proportions. Oh god. His body just feels too good.]
He had gotten laid. He had in fact fucked the very person he had wanted and thought he could never have.*
[What a difference a day makes, huh? Good morning, marimo.]
*He can't help but feel a little sad. Like this was over. Yes they said they would tell the crew but Zoro was a private sort of person and he had a dashing ladies man image to protect so even if the crew took the news in stride, he wouldn't be able to kiss those lips as he pleased. Weird to have such an innocent thought be so devastating. It was enough to make him want to cling to the man now, but he resisted the urge, instead kissing Zoro on the cheek and unwrapping himself from the very huggy position he had slept in.
The urge to make out with him (and straight out molest him) again was overwhelming suddenly. A celebratory good bye to the sexy times for now type event. It could be blamed on how waking up naked next to the one you wanted under you, also naked, had a way of firing the libido into overdrive.
He didn't want to be a needy pervert. He didn't. No second day relationship blow job wake up calls! So he settled on sucking Zoro's earlob with a little too much zealousness while his hand ran over his chest tantalizingly.*
[It's alright. He had a long and exciting day yesterday...just a little goodbye body worship for me. Jump in the shower, jack off session to calm the fuck down, marimo will be awake by then and we can be ready to leave. Leave and act more appropriately. Not like we were all over each other last night. Definitely not like I fucked him into the bed. Just Zoro and Sanji. Who happen to be starting a relationship of fucked up proportions. Oh god. His body just feels too good.]