The plushies he's used to. Sanji has nothing on Ace's collection after all and he's learned to ignore those beady black eyes staring at him as Ace slams him into the bed. Being in Sanji's room, though? About to do The Thing is a little strange-- but he'll power through it.
He pulls Sanji close, once again feeling how odd the wiry body fits against his and begins to spread biting kisses along his neck, hand spread fingered against the small of his back.
"You sure you're alright with this?" he fairly growls. "You can't take it back and you're not allowed to regret it.
Sanji sucked in a breath and titled his head back, as Zoro's lips found his neck. Ohh... that was new. This whole damned thing was "new"... and he felt another shudder of trepidation and anticipation run through him.
He pulled back to stare into Zoro's eyes, his expression resolute, despite his physical and emotional tension. He reached up to grip both sides of Zoro's neck, firmly but gently. "I won't take it back... and I'll never regret this. I promise," he hissed.
Then he leaned in to kiss Zoro again. This was odd, this was weird, this was something he never thought would ever happen... and he was unfamiliar with ALL of it... but he wanted this all, too.
Good. Relief flooded through him and a tension he didn't know he had melted away. He smiles then, then flushes and tries to get back to being as he was before, assured, in control, not -- not the other thing. He returns the kiss and then goes back to his neck, unbuttoning Sanji's shirt as he goes, slipping his hands inside and teasing the warm familiar skin with the pads of his thumbs.
Sanji sucked in a breath again as Zoro continued to lavish attention to his neck - he was finding he quite liked that! - but it had the unintentional side-effect of illicting an honest-to-god squeak out of him, when Zoro's hands slide over his skin. He should have realized it was coming, but as all this was new to Sanji, even knowing it was coming wouldn't stop his reactions to each new touch, each new experience.
With Zoro's lips still on his neck, Sanji's chin was thus tipped back to allow him more room, but he couldn't really see what was going on. He could only feel. And everything he felt, felt fabulous. But he also didn't want to just STAND there, taking everything, like a stupid, inexperienced lump. (okay, he WAS inexperienced, but that's beside the point.) After his little moment of squeaking, once he got a little adjusted to having Zoro's hands on his bare skin... he wanted to give Zoro tit-for-tat, to meet him, to be as equal as he was, in giving and taking. A bit of a compeditive edge flaring up, perhaps...
Sanji also wanted to SEE this... so he - reluctantly - pulled away enough to be able to drop his chin, and watch as he reached out, decisively reaching out to Zoro, splaying his right hand over Zoro's heart. His fingers brushed over the edge of his scar... that massive, soul-defining scar... and Sanji's expression grew distant, for a moment... remembering when he saw that happen, and how it started to help shatter his reservations over joining the crew, and following his own dreams. He slid his hand along the top edge of the scar, gaze locked on his fingers sliding over it.
His heart jumps at that expression, even more so with those fingers press over his chest. Goosebumps rise on his skin as they trace the scar. He can't feel it, not really. Only very faintly, but he can feel the fingertips sensitive around the edges, tracing a trail of cool fire from one end of his chest to another and takes a deep breath. This is weird. This is new. Sanji...just doing this shit without all the other shit in the way. He presses his fingers against the other man's lower back, massaging a little.
"Like what you see, cook?" He doesn't know what else to say. Doesn't know what else he can say in a situation like this.
At Zoro's words, Sanji's head snaps up to meet his eyes. They lock and hold for a moment, then Sanji's hand raises up to very lightly brush against the scar closing Zoro's eye. His gaze switches momentarily to Zoro's earrings - it's still weird to him to see Zoro with two earrings, and not three... but he shifts his gaze back to Zoro, studying the man.
It was a more loaded question than perhaps Zoro realized. He had mostly come to grips with his attraction towards this man, but it occassionally still caused hiccups in his mind, especially when confronted with it directly. And this was as about as direct as it got. Pride warred with sincerity, as he pondered how to respond.
Those fingers on his back felt wonderful, and he pressed in a little closer, cupping his hand around the side of Zoro's head. He licked his lips then swallowed thickly, a smile slowly crossing his face. "I do," he growled lowly... those simple words seeming to carry so much weight, at least in Sanji's head, and he leaned in to press a firm kiss to Zoro's lips.
Zoro jerks his chin a bit. The look in Sanji's eyes is intense. A different sort of intense and the kind only Curly Brow could give. It's not the banked fire or the roaring fire of Ace but something like dry electricity, seeping under his skin, snaking along his spine, jolting him unexpectedly.
His nose flares a bit at the touch, more of the electricity raising the hairs on the back of his neck. Though the words-- simple, direct, like a kick to the gut, were enough to send a delicious jolt through him. He meets that mouth with his own, opening his lips, chasing Sanji's tongue with his own and letting his hands rove roughly over that lean back and his hips and thighs where his power lay, growling a little into the kiss before pulling away.
"Me too. Want those damn legs around me, shit cook. Want to see your face as I make you harder than you've ever been before." He bites gently down the length of his throat, wanting push back, wanting surrender, wanting damn near everything and then some.
Sanji sucks in a breath, gasping at that kiss, and just how hot it was! Taken aback only momentarily, he pressed back into the kiss, hands sliding down to grip Zoro's biceps firmly (and god were those things firm!). He moaned into the kiss as Zoro's hands slid over his body, his breath hitching and gasping when his thighs were touched. That, in combation with the words Zoro was saying, set Sanji's heart racing and his face a-flame. He wanted all that, too... and one leg moved up as if to slide over Zoro's hip before Sanji even registered he was doing it. He set his foot back down, but it was then that he became acutely aware just HOW hard he actually was, at the moment. That he was so strongly, almost painfully aroused, and because of Zoro, hit him like a ton of bricks.
He gasped as he let his head fall back, to give Zoro more space, as just what Zoro wanted rolled around in his head, mentally preparing for it all, still stunned but accepting of just how much he wanted it. Hands gripped tight as his body trembled, and he swallowed thickly before dropping his chin to look at Zoro again. "This... I..." Goddammit, he was a stuttering mess, and didn't know how to even begin! "I'm not gonna lie back all the time... Don't think I'll just lay back and.... But..." He chewed on his lip, worryingly, nervous and embarassed beyond belief, and it felt like his face was on fire with how much he was blushing. "But... ...as I don't know what I'm doing... I don't wanna wreck anything so it's better if you take the lead. .... For now," he muttered lowly.
He chuckled roughly, shuddering himself as he felt Sanji's hardness against his thigh. Shifting positions a little he shifted up against him, nudging them together and grunting at the sensation that fled through him, threatened to overwhelm him. So he did it again, bracing himself against it mentally and tenderly kissing the place where Sanji's neck met his shoulder, smelling the faint scent of sweat and that damn cologne he wore and some intriguing spice. Something used in the kitchen.
"Well I'm not going to go that far right now." He slid his hand spread fingered over Sanji's ass, admiring the firmness of it, then guided that leg back over his hip so he could rut against Sanji's hardness again in one smooth movement.
"We can take our time." Another roll. "We have all of it in the world." He bit the other man's shoulder lightly. "But no matter what we do, you better be prepared to be hoarse by the end of it."
Sanji sucked in a breath, hissing as they ground together, hips instinctively snapping forward, seeking out more of that friction. That raw want contrasting with the tender kisses to his neck was starting to drive Sanji wild. His fingers dug into Zoro's arms as a groan slipped past his lips.
Zoro would feel a definitely release of tension at his words, however. Sanji immediately relaxed when he was told they wouldn't go 'all the way' just yet. It was a release of pressure and anxiety from his own lack of experience. Sure, they would go that far eventually... but Sanji at least now had the time to prepare himself a little. ... Learn what it all entailed... however the hell he'd go about learning about THIS.
Zoro's hands seemed to burn a trail as they slid over his body, and he let the swordsman position him how he wanted... his own arms sliding around Zoro's neck again. He closed his eyes as the sensations were starting to get overwhelming; he'd never gone this far with anyone EVER! Sanji tensed his leg around Zoro's hip, and started to rock along with Zoro's movements, attempting to establish a rhythm.
He did scoff faintly, however, a smirk crossing his face. "And what makes you think that I'm the one who.... ....ohhhhh....." He blinked and blushed at his untintentionally passionate moan, and grit his teeth together. "That I'm going to be the one screaming by the end of this all?" He paused, swallowing and licking his lips. "So what ARE we going to do, then... if we're not going 'that far' right now?"
[ooc: (sob) I am so sorry for being so behind in all this! T_T]
"Because I know what the hell I'm doing." He smirked at that moan and did what he could to draw more of them from the cook, grinding them together in a more heated way, but nothing out of control yet. Just a languid roll of his hips, and loving the power he could feel in Sanji's leg as it flexed against him.
"You have a lot of catching up to do, Curly Brow." Another roll and he groaned himself, leaning down to drag his teeth over Sanji's collarbone and pulling him up harder against him.
"We can do whatever you want, however you want it."
Maybe not out of control for Zoro, who was very used to this... but quickly spiralling out of control for Sanji, who was decidedly not used to any of this. He allowed himself to be pulled closer, gripping tightly on to Zoro as he grinded against him.
...Do what he wanted... What did he want? Ideas passed by in a rush, half-formed thoughts and images... before one finally solidified. It was something he had been wondering about, dreaming about since pretty much puberty and discovering stuff about sex and all... but he'd never had the opportunity to experience it. And things had never gotten that far even when he was dating Miss Luna - asking her would only have made him feel even more awkward than he already felt around her, his brain felt horribly conflicted at the mere idea of asking her for something like this... (he's got a LOT of issues, okay?)
But... Zoro was... Well, not 'safer', but... ...he could ask Zoro, and not feel conflicted. He could ask Zoro, and fully give in to his own wants and desires. Rationally he knew there was no shame, male OR female, in asking for this, or giving this... but rationality warred with ridiculous worries and notions... but there was no such strife with asking Zoro. Only the briefest flares of anxiety, and then it was just a wave of want. A desire for something finally to be fulfilled, to be experienced.
He still felt downright embarassed about it all, and his face was flaming red by this point... but Sanji drew in a breath, and clutched Zoro's collar tightly, tugging him in close to whisper harshly into his ear.
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Date: 2018-08-22 11:50 pm (UTC)The plushies he's used to. Sanji has nothing on Ace's collection after all and he's learned to ignore those beady black eyes staring at him as Ace slams him into the bed. Being in Sanji's room, though? About to do The Thing is a little strange-- but he'll power through it.
He pulls Sanji close, once again feeling how odd the wiry body fits against his and begins to spread biting kisses along his neck, hand spread fingered against the small of his back.
"You sure you're alright with this?" he fairly growls. "You can't take it back and you're not allowed to regret it.
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Date: 2018-08-27 02:40 am (UTC)He pulled back to stare into Zoro's eyes, his expression resolute, despite his physical and emotional tension. He reached up to grip both sides of Zoro's neck, firmly but gently. "I won't take it back... and I'll never regret this. I promise," he hissed.
Then he leaned in to kiss Zoro again. This was odd, this was weird, this was something he never thought would ever happen... and he was unfamiliar with ALL of it... but he wanted this all, too.
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Date: 2018-09-01 09:45 am (UTC)With Zoro's lips still on his neck, Sanji's chin was thus tipped back to allow him more room, but he couldn't really see what was going on. He could only feel. And everything he felt, felt fabulous. But he also didn't want to just STAND there, taking everything, like a stupid, inexperienced lump. (okay, he WAS inexperienced, but that's beside the point.) After his little moment of squeaking, once he got a little adjusted to having Zoro's hands on his bare skin... he wanted to give Zoro tit-for-tat, to meet him, to be as equal as he was, in giving and taking. A bit of a compeditive edge flaring up, perhaps...
Sanji also wanted to SEE this... so he - reluctantly - pulled away enough to be able to drop his chin, and watch as he reached out, decisively reaching out to Zoro, splaying his right hand over Zoro's heart. His fingers brushed over the edge of his scar... that massive, soul-defining scar... and Sanji's expression grew distant, for a moment... remembering when he saw that happen, and how it started to help shatter his reservations over joining the crew, and following his own dreams. He slid his hand along the top edge of the scar, gaze locked on his fingers sliding over it.
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Date: 2018-09-07 07:15 am (UTC)"Like what you see, cook?" He doesn't know what else to say. Doesn't know what else he can say in a situation like this.
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Date: 2018-09-12 08:46 pm (UTC)It was a more loaded question than perhaps Zoro realized. He had mostly come to grips with his attraction towards this man, but it occassionally still caused hiccups in his mind, especially when confronted with it directly. And this was as about as direct as it got. Pride warred with sincerity, as he pondered how to respond.
Those fingers on his back felt wonderful, and he pressed in a little closer, cupping his hand around the side of Zoro's head. He licked his lips then swallowed thickly, a smile slowly crossing his face. "I do," he growled lowly... those simple words seeming to carry so much weight, at least in Sanji's head, and he leaned in to press a firm kiss to Zoro's lips.
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Date: 2018-09-13 03:37 am (UTC)His nose flares a bit at the touch, more of the electricity raising the hairs on the back of his neck. Though the words-- simple, direct, like a kick to the gut, were enough to send a delicious jolt through him. He meets that mouth with his own, opening his lips, chasing Sanji's tongue with his own and letting his hands rove roughly over that lean back and his hips and thighs where his power lay, growling a little into the kiss before pulling away.
"Me too. Want those damn legs around me, shit cook. Want to see your face as I make you harder than you've ever been before." He bites gently down the length of his throat, wanting push back, wanting surrender, wanting damn near everything and then some.
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Date: 2018-09-16 04:13 am (UTC)He gasped as he let his head fall back, to give Zoro more space, as just what Zoro wanted rolled around in his head, mentally preparing for it all, still stunned but accepting of just how much he wanted it. Hands gripped tight as his body trembled, and he swallowed thickly before dropping his chin to look at Zoro again. "This... I..." Goddammit, he was a stuttering mess, and didn't know how to even begin! "I'm not gonna lie back all the time... Don't think I'll just lay back and.... But..." He chewed on his lip, worryingly, nervous and embarassed beyond belief, and it felt like his face was on fire with how much he was blushing. "But... ...as I don't know what I'm doing... I don't wanna wreck anything so it's better if you take the lead. .... For now," he muttered lowly.
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Date: 2018-09-17 12:11 am (UTC)"Well I'm not going to go that far right now." He slid his hand spread fingered over Sanji's ass, admiring the firmness of it, then guided that leg back over his hip so he could rut against Sanji's hardness again in one smooth movement.
"We can take our time." Another roll. "We have all of it in the world." He bit the other man's shoulder lightly. "But no matter what we do, you better be prepared to be hoarse by the end of it."
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Date: 2018-10-09 07:39 am (UTC)Zoro would feel a definitely release of tension at his words, however. Sanji immediately relaxed when he was told they wouldn't go 'all the way' just yet. It was a release of pressure and anxiety from his own lack of experience. Sure, they would go that far eventually... but Sanji at least now had the time to prepare himself a little. ... Learn what it all entailed... however the hell he'd go about learning about THIS.
Zoro's hands seemed to burn a trail as they slid over his body, and he let the swordsman position him how he wanted... his own arms sliding around Zoro's neck again. He closed his eyes as the sensations were starting to get overwhelming; he'd never gone this far with anyone EVER! Sanji tensed his leg around Zoro's hip, and started to rock along with Zoro's movements, attempting to establish a rhythm.
He did scoff faintly, however, a smirk crossing his face. "And what makes you think that I'm the one who.... ....ohhhhh....." He blinked and blushed at his untintentionally passionate moan, and grit his teeth together. "That I'm going to be the one screaming by the end of this all?" He paused, swallowing and licking his lips. "So what ARE we going to do, then... if we're not going 'that far' right now?"
[ooc: (sob) I am so sorry for being so behind in all this! T_T]
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Date: 2018-10-15 12:35 am (UTC)"You have a lot of catching up to do, Curly Brow." Another roll and he groaned himself, leaning down to drag his teeth over Sanji's collarbone and pulling him up harder against him.
"We can do whatever you want, however you want it."
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Date: 2018-10-31 09:07 pm (UTC)...Do what he wanted... What did he want? Ideas passed by in a rush, half-formed thoughts and images... before one finally solidified. It was something he had been wondering about, dreaming about since pretty much puberty and discovering stuff about sex and all... but he'd never had the opportunity to experience it. And things had never gotten that far even when he was dating Miss Luna - asking her would only have made him feel even more awkward than he already felt around her, his brain felt horribly conflicted at the mere idea of asking her for something like this... (he's got a LOT of issues, okay?)
But... Zoro was... Well, not 'safer', but... ...he could ask Zoro, and not feel conflicted. He could ask Zoro, and fully give in to his own wants and desires. Rationally he knew there was no shame, male OR female, in asking for this, or giving this... but rationality warred with ridiculous worries and notions... but there was no such strife with asking Zoro. Only the briefest flares of anxiety, and then it was just a wave of want. A desire for something finally to be fulfilled, to be experienced.
He still felt downright embarassed about it all, and his face was flaming red by this point... but Sanji drew in a breath, and clutched Zoro's collar tightly, tugging him in close to whisper harshly into his ear.
"Suck me...!"