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Luffy wasn’t one to linger in bed upon waking up. The bright sun rays that lit up whatever room he slept in telling him that it was a new day and new days always brought a sense of adventure, of wondering what could happen next. Even when the morning sun was covered by clouds or rain, Luffy was still always quick to bounce from his bed, eager despite the weather.
While today he had been quick to wake as normal, what wasn’t normal was the fact that he remained in bed past waking up. Not that he minded it—or at least, he wasn’t going to complain about it. Not when strong arms were still wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly against a warm and firm body. No, today he was content to remain in bed a bit more, to remain in Zoro’s embrace a bit longer.
A low groan alerted Luffy to the fact that his swordsman was waking, his body shifting slightly in the hammock they shared. Well, more accurately it was Zoro’s hammock and Luffy just climbed into it every night. Regardless, his swordsman was waking and Luffy was all too happy to wriggle around until he could face him. Two silver eyes slowly blinked open, sleepiness blurring them as they lazy fixed on Luffy’s face.
“Mm mornin’,” Zoro said around a yawn, his arms tightening briefly around Luffy. “You just wake up?”
“Nah I’ve been up for a bit. But Zoro wouldn’t let me go.” Luffy couldn’t help the small laugh that left him. The other didn’t need to know that he hadn’t even attempted to rise, being far too content to lay in his arms for a bit longer.
The corners of Zoro’s mouth twitched upwards into a smile before he was nuzzling his face into Luffy’s shoulder. “That so?”
“Yup! So I decided I’d stay here and keep Zoro company while he slept. But now that he’s awake we can get up!”
Arms tightened around Luffy’s waist, the motion pulling his body closer to Zoro’s. “What if I don’t wanna get up?”
Luffy laughed at the motion, his arms loosely wrapping around Zoro’s neck. “But Zo-roooo. It’s morning! It’s time for an adventure.”
“Oooor,” Zoro countered, “we could stay right here all day and not move.”
“That’s boring.” Luffy wrinkled his nose, even as his fingers combed through short green hair. “You can’t stay in bed all day and do nothing!”
A smirk curled onto Zoro’s mouth, the way his lips curled pressing onto Luffy’s skin. “Who said it had to be boring?” A huskiness had entered Zoro’s tone, his voice dropping low and causing a shudder to run through Luffy.
Casting a quick glance around revealed that the other occupants of their shared room were already gone, the others having woken and risen before the two of them had. Good enough, in Luffy’s book.
Grinning downwards at the two eyes that peeked up at him from his shoulder, Luffy nudged Zoro onto his back and straddled him, purposefully placing his ass against his groin. “Fun times it is!”
“‘Fun times,’” Zoro echoed, a brow rising in amusement.
Deciding that he was talking too much, Luffy bent down, pressing their lips together. As soon as their lips were together he used his tongue to pry Zoro’s mouth open, slipping the muscle inside and licking across every inch he could reach. The taste of Zoro was addicting to him and he felt like he would never be able to get enough of it.
A muffled moan left Zoro, his hands gripping onto Luffy’s hips as he returned the kiss with fervor. His own tongue slid against Luffy’s, teasing the other appendage.
“Clothes. Off,” Luffy ordered as he pulled back to breathe, his breath coming in pants. He was already reaching upward to push off his own shirt, letting it fall onto the floor.
Zoro needed no other encouragement to comply, his own shirt soon joining Luffy’s on the floor. Their pants took a bit of maneuvering to get off, the hammock nearly spilling them onto the floor in the struggle.
With no more clothes between them, Luffy happily pressed himself against Zoro, feeling the way his muscles moved beneath his bare skin. The scar that cut across his chest was rough compared to the rest of him, the line almost tickling Luffy’s skin.
“Mm so pretty,” Luffy said as he pressed kisses across Zoro’s neck, loving the way he moaned beneath him. Every kiss and caress had him whimpering and groaning, the sounds reserved for Luffy’s ears and Luffy’s alone.
“My perfect swordsman,” Luffy added as he bit down, his teeth digging into the place where shoulder met neck. “Mine.”
“Yours,” Zoro agreed with a gasp, head tilting away to give Luffy better access to his neck. “All yours.”
Humming with satisfaction, Luffy let his tongue lap against the bite mark, soothing away the pain. “Show me.”
“Show—ah—show you?”
“Show me how much I’m yours.”
Cloudy silver eyes met Luffy’s, pleasure and lust swirling through them. “How do you want me?”
“Inside me.” Luffy punctuated his words with a downwards grind, feeling the way Zoro’s cock twitched beneath his ass. “I want you filling me up and showing me just how badly you want me.”
Eager hands scrabbled at Luffy’s waist, guiding him upwards so that he was on his hands and knees, his fingers digging into Zoro’s chest. “L-lube. Pocket of my pants.”
Using one hand, Luffy stretched it out and fished around, letting the limb snap back to normal length upon acquiring the vial. He dropped it onto Zoro’s chest, his fingers returning to grip onto the flesh.
With a slightly shaking hand, Zoro opened the vial and poured some onto his hand. He carefully closed the container and dropped it onto the floor before moving his hand downwards, slicking himself up. Once satisfied, the wet hand crept down Luffy’s back, rubbing against his entrance and spreading the remainder of the lube there. His fingers never pressed inside, though, and sure Luffy didn’t need them to since he could stretch without issue, but he wanted them to either get in him or he wanted Zoro’s cock in him. He didn’t want this maddening pressure.
“Now, Zoro,” Luffy whined, even as his hips bucked backwards, trying to get the teasing finger to slip inside.
A breathy chuckle left Zoro as he watched his captain above him with dark eyes, his clean hand coming up to grip onto Luffy’s hip. “So demanding.”
Luffy whined again, swatting at the teasing hand. Thankfully, Zoro relented and guided Luffy back upwards, one hand on his cock as he slowly eased Luffy onto it.
As the head pushed into Luffy he couldn’t help the high pitched moan that left him, the sound rising in volume as the cock slowly filled him. Every inch was delicious, the girth torturously slow as it split him open, molding his insides to Zoro’s length.
“Fuck, Luf,” Zoro groaned, his hands squeezing against bony hips. “You gotta be quiet. Don’t need the whole ship to know.”
“F-feels good.” Luffy couldn’t help but let out another gasp as he was slowly guided down, finally sitting flush against his swordsman. With this new position he could feel the cock inside him going deeper than before, the pressure against his prostate more intense.
The cock inside him twitched, drawing another whine from Luffy. He swore he could feel everything so much sharper like this, every sensation and movement laced with pleasure.
One of Zoro’s hands left Luffy’s hip and gently guided his head down towards his neck. “Bite me or something but be quiet,” Zoro grunted, just barely thrusting upwards and making Luffy moan again. “Do whatever you gotta do just don’t be loud.”
With a small nod Luffy opened his mouth and bit down softly, the taste of salt rushing to fill his mouth. Small thrusts rocked up into him, the movements sending pleasure tingling up his spine. His every noise was muffled against Zoro’s skin, his teeth digging in harder as the movements increased.
The small thrusts quickly gave way to hard ones, Zoro’s hands guiding Luffy’s hips up and down in time to his thrusts. His fingers dug bruises into his rubbery skin, his breath falling out in harsh pants and moans. Not that Luffy was much better, Zoro’s skin being the only thing that kept his noises from ringing out in the quiet morning air. The wet sound of skin slapping against skin dominated the air, accompanied by the usual groans from the ship.
Every drag of Zoro’s cock in and out made Luffy feel like he was floating in pleasure, the sharp jabs against his prostate like lightning in the clouds. His body was moving on its own accord, slamming down to meet every one of Zoro’s thrusts without the need of the hands guiding him. This was what he wanted, the feeling of being filled to the brim, of his body fitting perfectly around Zoro as if it were made for him to be inside of.
“Fuck, Luf. So good,” Zoro panted, his rhythm beginning to grow erratic. “So fucking good.”
“More, Zoro,” Luffy whined, separating from the bleeding bite marks he had left to violently crash his mouth into Zoro’s. “Harder!”
Zoro kissed him fiercely, his tongue jabbing into Luffy’s mouth as if he was plundering it for riches, covering every inch of it like his life depended on it. His hands drew Luffy down against him harder, every harsh thrust situating himself fully inside of Luffy before pulling out and slamming back in.
Their moans and pants filled the room, Luffy pulling back from the kiss to go back to attacking Zoro’s neck, his teeth digging in sharply. Pleasure was coiling in his gut, tightening with every brutal thrust and singing with every harsh brush against his prostate. Skin meeting skin drowned out the creaking of the ship, encasing the two of them in a cocoon of their lovemaking.
“Close, close, close,” Luffy chanted into Zoro’s skin, licking the blood from his lips. “Zoro!”
A rough, calloused hand suddenly encircled his cock, dragging roughly along its length. Every motion was pushing Luffy closer and closer to the edge, his mind emptying of every thought but the all consuming need to come.
“Are you—ah—are you mine, captain?” Zoro suddenly asked, not relenting in his brutal pace, his hips shoving upwards to meet every downward motion of Luffy’s body.
“Yes, yes!” Luffy cried, feeling the hand around his cock moving faster, jerking him off harder. “Yours, yours!” A particularly hard thrust into Luffy had him wailing, teeth clamping down on bloody skin.
“Come for me then,” Zoro rasped out, thumb pressing into the slit at the head of Luffy’s cock.
Whether it was the endless onslaught of pleasure or the words Zoro spoke, Luffy came on the spot, hips stuttering as he fell completly onto Zoro’s cock, the pressure against his prostate prolonging his orgasm.
As soon as Luffy came, Zoro did too. His cock twitched violently inside Luffy as he did so, warm liquid filling his body and making him shiver.
They both came down slowly, Luffy finally releasing his teeth from Zoro’s skin to pant heavily against it instead. A hand massaged against his hip, Zoro slowly rubbing mindless patterns into it as his mind slowly returned. The room was quiet around them, only harsh pants and creaking wood surrounding them.
Ominously creaking wood, actually, something Luffy dimly noted from atop Zoro. He rolled his head and blinked upwards, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. His vision was still fuzzy, his mind rebelling against having to think so soon.
A sharp snap jolted both of them from their post orgasmic bliss as they plummeted to the floor, the hammock breaking beneath them as a wooden beam snapped. Zoro crashed into the wooden planks, Luffy landing atop him and driving his body harder into the floor as the broken beam hit Luffy’s back before bouncing away.
For a long moment they both stared at each other, stunned. It wasn’t until Luffy began to laugh that they even realized what had happened, his loud laughs masking Zoro’s cursing.
“We broke the hammock!” Luffy said gleefully, still perched atop Zoro. “You fucked me so hard we broke it!”
“Fuck, we’re so dead,” Zoro grumbled, pushing Luffy away so he could sit up. He winced at the bite marks pulling against his skin, his mouth frowning as he tried to look down at himself. “What the fuck did you do to me?”
Still giggling, Luffy managed to say, “You told me to bite you.”
“I told you to be quiet,” Zoro muttered, a finger prodding at the bites. He frowned at the blood that coated it, his gaze falling back on Luffy. “And I didn’t mean for you to bite so hard.”
“Sorry, Zoro.” Luffy did his best to look apologetic, though he knew it was ruined by the fact that he was still fighting the laughter that wanted to bubble out of him. “But now everyone will know Zoro is mine!”
“I was already yours dumbass!”
Luffy grinned at him, bending forward to place a kiss against the largest bite. “Does it feel better now?”
“That’s not—yeah, it feels better.” Zoro sighed, a hand running through his hair. His gaze surveyed the splintered wood and broken hammock around them before landing back on Luffy. “Though, it’s kind of pointless now. Everyone’s going to know what happened when we have to explain this to them.”
Shrugging, Luffy snuggled back up against Zoro, feeling the way his arms automatically wrapped around him. “Eh, we can worry about that later.”
“Later?”
“Mm hm. Cause right now I want more Zoro cuddles.”
A small sigh left his swordsman, but he did nothing to try and move away. Instead, he tightened his grip around Luffy, a hand ruffling through his unruly locks. “You’re a menace, you know that?”
“Your menace though.”
“Yeah, my menace.”
Luffy grinned up at him, pressing a kiss to another bite. “And you’re my swordsman!”
“All yours, captain.”