Chapter 77
Zoro groans, a sound that is half frustration and half pleasure. He's been kneeling between Luffy's legs for what feels like an eternity, his mouth and tongue working tirelessly to bring his captain to the edge for the past two hours. But all he’s gotten was a content sigh here and there, otherwise Luffy is just slouched in his seat in the captains quarters, his leg spread for Zoro and his fingers idly playing with Zoro’s hair, as he looks down at him, his expression not changing from a blank look that is almost sere? Maybe a little bored?
Zoro's eyes are watering, his jaw is sore, and his neck is starting to cramp from the strain of keeping his head at that angle, but he knows he can't quit now. Luffy's dick, while not the largest he's seen, it is surprisingly, really girthy, it fills his mouth completely, and the taste is something he can't quite describe. It's salty, of course, but there's a sweetness to it that's oddly addictive, like the sea after a rainstorm. He swirls his tongue around the tip one more time, then takes it deep into his throat, feeling it hit the back of his throat as he gags slightly.
Luffy, on the other hand, seems completely unfazed by the whole situation. He's leaning back in his chair, one hand resting on the armrest, the other playing with Zoro’s hair as he watches Zoro with a calm, almost detached expression. His hips twitch occasionally in response to Zoro's efforts, but there's no sign of climax in his demeanor. He's just... enjoying the sensation.
Zoro’s eyes water as he bottoms out again, his throat tight around Luffy’s thick shaft. He’s been at it for so long that his mind has started to drift to other things, trying to find distraction from the burning in his jaw. The quiet of the room is only broken by the wet noises of his efforts and the occasional sigh from Luffy. It’s a strange dance, one of servitude and pleasure, and Zoro can’t help but feel a twinge of annoyance that his captain is taking so long to come.
“You know, Zoro, you can stop if you want, I’ve been at it for a while now.” Luffy murmured, still playing with Zoro’s hair, giving him a lopsided smile.
Zoro, his mouth full, pulled off with an audible pop, a string of saliva connecting Luffy’s cock to his lips. He looked up at his captain with a mix of determination and irritation in his eyes. He took a deep breath, feeling the cool air fill his lungs and sooth his throat.
"I don't quit, Luffy," he grunted, his voice a little hoarse from the prolonged oral effort. He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing a trail of precum. "I'll get you there, even if it takes all night."
Luffy just chuckles, leaning forward in his other hand joining his other in Zoro’s hair, burying them in the Mossey green hair before sliding them down to the back of Zoro’s neck, massaging it. He lean forward even more, his eyes sparkling with mild amusement as they meet Zoro’s before he kisses Zoro on the forehead. It’s a soft lingering thing that makes the swordsman blush and grip the chair tighter.
"You don’t have to force it, Zoro," Luffy says, his voice a gentle rumble. "We can always stop if you’re getting tired."
But Zoro's pride won't let him. He shakes his head, his eyes meeting Luffy's for a brief moment before returning to the task at hand. He opens his mouth and takes Luffy's cock back in, his jaw popping with the effort of accommodating the girth. He starts again, his mouth moving faster, his tongue swirling, his cheeks hollowing as he sucks harder. He can feel the muscles in his neck tightening, the burn spreading from his jaw to his shoulders, but he doesn't stop.
Luffy's grip on Zoro's neck tightens slightly as he feels the change in pace. He watches his first mate with a mix of amusement and concern. "You really don't have to do this," he whispers, his thumb tracing the line of Zoro's jaw. “That pop sounded like it hurt.”
Zoro's only response is a muffled growl around Luffy's length. He's determined to bring his captain to climax, to prove that he's not only the strongest swordsman, but also the best at this... whatever this is. He's never been one to back down from a challenge, and Luffy's stubbornness is just another hurdle to overcome.
The sound of Zoro's mouth working on him is like music to Luffy's ears, the rhythmic slurping and gagging noises a testament to his first mate's dedication. Despite his earlier protests, Luffy can't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the sight of Zoro's perseverance. He leans back in his chair, watching the swordsman.
Zoro's eyes are glossed over with a mix of pain and determination, his cheeks flushed. The room is thick with the scent of arousal and the faint salty taste of the sea. Luffy's cock twitches in response to the renewed effort, and he can feel himself getting closer. He reaches down, his hand lightly caressing Zoro's cheek, his thumb ghosting over the scar that runs from the swordsman's left eye and cheek bone.
"You're so... stubborn," Luffy says with a chuckle, his voice filled with affection. "But I like that about you, Zoro."
The swordsman's eyes flick up to meet Luffy's for a moment, a spark of challenge in them. He's not going to lose to a mouthful of cock, not when he's conquered so much more with his blade. Zoro doubles down, his tongue moving faster, his mouth sucking harder, his throat working to swallow around Luffy's girth. He can feel the beginnings of a headache, but it's a small price to pay.
Luffy's breath hitches, his grip on Zoro's neck tightening slightly. He can feel the tension building in his balls, the familiar sensation of an impending climax. “Fuck, you’re so gorgeous like this, Zoro.” Luffy breathe out, his voice barely above a whisper. “Your mouth full of my cock, so eager to make me cum.”
Zoro’s eyes widen with a mix of pride and arousal at the compliment. He redoubles his efforts, his cheeks hollowing as he sucks harder, his tongue swirling around the head of Luffy's dick. He can feel Luffy's thighs tense, and the hand on his neck begins to squeeze.
Luffy's grip turns into a firm hold, guiding Zoro's movements. He starts to thrust his hips up slightly, meeting Zoro's mouth with a gentle, yet demanding rhythm. "That's it," he murmurs, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Just like that."
Zoro's jaw is aching, but he refuses to show any signs of weakness. He takes Luffy deeper, his nose brushing against the dark curls at the base of his captain's cock. He can feel Luffy's muscles tensing, his stomach muscles rippling as he holds back. The anticipation is palpable, the air in the room charged with it.
Suddenly, Luffy's hips jerk upwards, his hand tightening around the base of Zoro's neck, holding him in place as he starts to come. The first spurt of hot cum hits the back of Zoro's throat, making him gag, but he swallows it down, his eyes watering even more. Luffy's cock pulses in his mouth, sending wave after wave of sticky, salty fluid down his throat. He keeps his eyes locked on Luffy's, as he continues to suck, milking every last drop from his captain's body.
Luffy's head falls back with a moan that's part relief, part amazement. "Fuck, Zoro," he says, his voice a low growl of pleasure. "That was... unexpected."
Zoro finally pulls off, panting and coughing slightly, his eyes watering and his mouth slick with cum. He licks his lips, swallowing the last of Luffy's seed, and looks up at his captain with a smug smile. "Told you I'd get you there."
Luffy chuckles, releasing Zoro's neck and stroking his hair gently. "Yeah, you did," he admits, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths. He looks down at his cock, now slightly less erect but still thick and heavy, glistening with the evidence of their encounter. "You're pretty good at that."
Zoro's smug expression falters a bit, and he coughs, his voice still raw. "Thanks, Luffy," he says, his cheeks flushing. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes never leaving Luffy's. The captain's eyes are still dark with desire, and Zoro can't help but feel a thrill of satisfaction knowing he's the one who brought that look to his face.
Luffy's hand moves from Zoro's neck to his chin, tilting it up gently. He leans down and captures Zoro's mouth in a deep, slow kiss, tasting himself on the swordsman's lips. Zoro's eyes widen in surprise, but he quickly relaxes into it, kissing Luffy back with the same passion he showed in his efforts to make him cum. Luffy's tongue slides into his mouth, tangling with Zoro's, and the swordsman moans softly.
The kiss lingers, filled with a newfound intimacy that neither of them had expected. Luffy breaks away first, his eyes searching Zoro's for any sign of discomfort or rejection. But all he sees is a mix of confusion and longing.
"You okay, Zoro?" Luffy asks, his voice tender.
Zoro nods, still panting slightly, his eyes never leaving Luffy's. He feels a strange mix of emotions, something he's not quite ready to unravel. Instead, he leans forward, pressing his forehead to Luffy's thigh, his breathing slowing down.
"I'm fine," he murmurs, his voice hoarse. "Just... need a moment."
Luffy nods, his hand moving from Zoro's chin to the back of his head, gently carding through his green hair. He can feel the swordsman's breathing even out, the tension in his body slowly dissipating. It's a strange, intimate moment, one that feels both natural and foreign to them. Luffy's thumb traces a pattern on Zoro's neck, feeling the rapid pulse beneath his skin.
After a moment of silence, Zoro pulls away, sitting back on his heels and taking a deep breath. He wipes his mouth one last time before standing up, his legs a little shaky from the prolonged kneeling. Luffy watches him, his gaze never leaving Zoro's face. The swordsman's eyes are still a little glazed, his cheeks still flushed, and there's a softness to his expression that Luffy hasn't seen in a long time.
"I guess that was a pretty good workout," Zoro says, trying to lighten the mood with a forced chuckle as he stands up, his knees wobbling. Luffy smiles at him, his own face still flushed from the intense orgasm.
"Yeah, definitely not something I see you do every day," Luffy says, his voice a mix of amusement and affection. He leans back in his chair, his hand sliding down to the back of Zoro’s thigh, and squeezing. "You know, you didn't have to do that."
Zoro shrugs, his own hand coming up to rub at his sore neck. "It's not like you would have stopped me," he points out, a hint of challenge in his voice.
Luffy laughs, his hand still resting on Zoro's thigh. "True enough," he says, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "But you should take a break, Zoro. You're going to wear yourself out."
Zoro scoffs, his pride not allowing him to admit defeat so easily. He takes a step back, his legs shaking slightly. "I can handle it," he says, his voice still a little raspy. But as he tries to stand up straight, his legs give out, and he stumbles back into Luffy's chair.
Luffy chuckles, both of his hands going to the back of Zoro’s knees, pulling him into him lap. Their cocks pressing together through Zoro’s pants, the fabric sticky and damp. Zoro’s breath hitches at the contact, his eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment. Luffy’s hand moves from Zoro’s leg to his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart.
"You really pushed yourself, didn’t you?" Luffy says, his voice a gentle tease as he runs his thumb along the collarbone of his first mate.
Zoro lets out a gruff noise, his eyes still closed. He can feel Luffy’s cock, still semi-hard, pressing into his stomach. The sensation sends a jolt of heat through him, and he can't help but lean into the touch. "I had to make sure you were satisfied," he murmurs, his voice a little shaky.
Luffy's hand moves to the back of Zoro's head, pressing him closer, his cock now fully hard again. "And I am," he says, his voice a low rumble. "But now, it's your turn."
Zoro's eyes fly open, his heart racing at the sudden shift in tone. He looks up at Luffy, his expression a mix of surprise and arousal. "What do you mean?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
Luffy's smile widens, his eyes dark with desire. "I think you know exactly what I mean, Zoro," he says, his hand moving from Zoro's chest to the swordsman's waist, his thumb sliding under the fabric of his pants to graze the sensitive skin. "You've given me so much pleasure. Now it's time for me to return the favor."
Zoro's eyes widen, and he tries to push himself away, but Luffy's grip is firm. "I don't... I'm not..." he stammers, his cheeks flaming with embarrassment. But the truth is, the idea of Luffy touching him like that is making his cock throb with need.
“Oh, but come on, Zoro. You already sucked my dick, so, what’s the problem with us having a little bit more fun?” Luffy's voice is low and teasing, his thumb now tracing the outline of Zoro’s hard cock through the fabric of his pants, making the swordsman squirm in his lap. “I can make it worth your, I promise.” Luffy murmured, leaning forward, impressing feather light kisses to Zoro’s neck. “I may not look or act like it but I can fuck good, i can fuck real good.”
Zoro's breath catches in his throat as Luffy's teeth graze his earlobe, sending shivers down his spine. He can feel Luffy's hot breath against his skin, and it's doing things to him that he can't quite explain. He's never been one to back down from a challenge, and the thought of letting Luffy have his way with him is... intriguing. But he’s not about to admit that.
"I... I don't know if that's such a good idea," Zoro says, his voice betraying his uncertainty. His hands come up to grip Luffy's shoulders, not pushing him away, but more to steady himself.
Luffy just laughs, his teeth scraping against Zoro’s ear. "Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you don’t want." He says, his hand moving away from Zoro’s cock to stroke his inner thigh. "But if you don’t want it, just say so."
Zoro's grip tightens on Luffy's shoulders, his breathing shallow. He opens his mouth to protest, but the words don't come out. Instead, he feels his body leaning into the touch, craving more. He swallows hard, his eyes opening to meet Luffy's. There's a glint in the captain's eye that tells him Luffy knows exactly what he's doing.
"Fine," Zoro murmurs, his voice thick with lust. "But only because I can't let you win."
Luffy's smile widens, and he leans in to capture Zoro's mouth in another kiss, this one more demanding, more possessive than the last. His hand moves back to Zoro's cock, his thumb now rubbing slow, torturous circles around the head through the fabric of his pants. Zoro gasps into the kiss, his hips bucking slightly.
Luffy's other hand moves to the buttons of Zoro's pants, deftly undoing them. He slides his hand inside, and Zoro's cock springs free, hot and heavy in his palm. The swordsman moans against Luffy's lips, his hips moving of their own accord to meet the captain's touch. Luffy's grip is firm, his thumb still stroking the sensitive spot as he kisses him deeper, their tongues dancing together in a silent battle of wills.
Zoro's eyes flutter closed again, and he surrenders to the feeling, letting Luffy guide the pace. He's never been with a man before, but the way Luffy is touching him, the way he's kissing him, it feels... right. His breathing becomes ragged, and he can feel the tension building in his balls. He's so close, so close to coming apart in his captain's hands.
Luffy's hand moves faster, his grip tightening on Zoro's cock as he feels the swordsman's muscles tense. He breaks the kiss, moving down to nip at Zoro's jaw, his breath hot against the sensitive skin. "Come for me, Zoro," he whispers, his voice a low growl. "Let me feel you come."
Zoro's eyes fly open, his pupils dilated with desire. He looks down to see Luffy's hand working him, his own precum mixing with Luffy's saliva on his shaft. He bites his lip, trying to hold back the moan that threatens to escape. Luffy's eyes are locked on his, watching him with a mix of hunger and affection. The captain's thumb finds his slit and presses down, and Zoro can't help the gasp that escapes him.
"Luffy... I'm gonna..." he stammers, his hips moving faster to meet Luffy's hand. Luffy just smiles, his grip tightening as he picks up the pace. Zoro's eyes roll back in his head, and with a strangled cry, he cums, his cock pulsing in Luffy's hand. Luffy keeps stroking him through it, his thumb never leaving the sensitive spot, drawing out every last drop of pleasure.
The room is silent except for the sound of their ragged breathing. Zoro's body goes limp, his head falling back against the chair. Luffy's hand slows, finally coming to a stop. He looks up at Zoro, his own desire still raging, but the swordsman's expression is one of pure bliss.
"Fuck..." Zoro breathes out, his eyes still closed. Luffy chuckles, leaning back and licking the taste of Zoro from his thumb. "That was..." Zoro starts, his voice trailing off as he searches for the right words. "A first," he finally says with a small smile.
Luffy laughs, his hand still cupped around Zoro's cock, now softening in his grasp. "Not so bad, was it?"
Zoro opens his eyes, a lazy smile playing on his lips. "It was... surprising," he admits, his voice still a little hoarse from his earlier exertions. He looks down at his captain, who is still holding onto him, a look of satisfaction on his face. "But what now?"
Luffy shrugs, his grip on Zoro’s cock loosening. "Now, we can either clean up,” he begins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Or we can keep going."
Zoro's heart skips a beat at the suggestion, his body still humming from the intense orgasm. He opens his eyes, looking into Luffy's. "Keep going?" He questions, his voice a little shaky.
“You know, I can fuck you into oblivion, or if you’re not into that I’m down for anything, I’ll let you fuck me instead,” Luffy says casually, his hand still around Zoro’s cock, stroking it gently. The swordsman’s eyes widen at the proposal, his breath hitching in his throat.
Zoro's mind races with the sudden turn of events. He’s never felt so vulnerable before, not even when facing down the most formidable of opponents. But here he is, in the captain’s quarters, with his captain's hand on his cock, and the offer of a lifetime on the table. He’s not one to back down from a challenge, and he’s not about to start now.
"You're serious?" Zoro asks, his voice a mix of disbelief and excitement. Luffy just nods, his eyes never leaving Zoro's. "Yeah, I'm serious. I want to feel all of you, Zoro. And I know you want it too."
Zoro's cock twitches in Luffy's hand, betraying his thoughts. "Fine," he says, his voice a little shakier than he'd like. "But only because I can't resist a good challenge."
“Yeah?” Luffy says teasingly, tightening his grip Zoro’s cock and stroking it roughly, his thumb rubbing over the sensitive slit. “So, what will it be, Pirate Hunter Roronoa Zoro? bottom or top?”
Zoro’s breath hitches, his eyes snapping open to meet Luffy’s gaze. “I’ll take whatever you give me, captain,” he says, his voice low and gruff. Luffy grins, pleased with the response.
“Good boy.” Luffy murmurs, his and going up to grab Zoro’s face, tilting it down to look at him before shoving two fingers into Zoro’s mouth. “Now suck. I don’t got any lube right now. So, be a good boy and get these wet for me, yeah?”
Zoro's eyes widened in surprise at the sudden demand, but he didn't hesitate. He knew what Luffy was asking for and he found himself eagerly complying, sucking on the two fingers as if they were a lollipop, his tongue swirling around them. Luffy watched him with hooded eyes, his own cock twitching with anticipation.
Luffy chuckles, a low sound that vibrates through Zoro's body, sending shivers down his spine. He watches Zoro as his other hand goes down to Zoro's pants, pushing them and his underwear down just enough to expose his bare ass.
Luffy pulls his fingers out of Zoro's mouth with a wet pop, and the swordsman watches as they glisten with his saliva. Luffy's grin turns predatory as he brings his fingers to Zoro's entrance, gently pushing one in. Zoro tenses up, but Luffy's other hand going to the back of his neck and resting there keeps him in place, his thumb stroking the soft spot behind his ear.
"Just relax, Zoro," Luffy whispers, his voice soothing. "I'll make it good for you, I promise."
Zoro nods, his eyes still wide but filled with trust. Luffy's finger breaches his entrance, and Zoro he clamed up tighter than a clam in a pressure cooker.
Luffy checks, raises an eyebrow him, but he doesn't move his finger much at first, but he slowly works his finger all the way in and starts moving it in small shallow thrust. Luffy watches the emotions play across Zoro’s face and he smirks when he starts rocking his hips down in tiny, confused motions. He give him a few more seconds to process before feeling around and finding that little delicious spot inside Zoro and gives it a good stroke.
Zoro nearly jumps out of his skin, and he shudders all over and his hips buck up with a surprised shout. Luffy rubs it again and Zoro’s breath stops entirely for a few seconds. Then, what was left of his breath drags out of him in a ragged moan.
“Found it, did I?” Luffy says smugly, stroking the spot again. Zoro nods, his eyes glazed over with pleasure, his teeth biting into his bottom lip to keep from crying out.
Luffy’s finger moves in and out of Zoro in a gentle, teasing rhythm, the swordsman's body slowly adjusting to the intrusion. "You're so tight, Zoro," Luffy murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're ready for me."
Zoro nods again, his eyes squeezed shut as he tries to focus on the sensations building inside of him. He's never felt anything like this before, but he can't deny the way his body is responding to Luffy's touch. He feels the second finger being added, and he winces at the slight burn, but the pleasure quickly overwhelms any discomfort.
Luffy continues to work Zoro's prostate, watching as the swordsman's body starts to relax and melt into his lap. His own cock is throbbing with need, and he can't wait to be inside him. He adds a third finger, stretching Zoro out as much as he can without lube.
Zoro's breath comes out in ragged pants, his body tensing up again, but Luffy's gentle touch and reassuring whispers keep him from fighting it. He feels the pressure build, and he can't help but rock his hips back, pushing onto Luffy's fingers. It feels so good, so wrong, but oh so right.
"That's it, Zoro," Luffy coaxes, his own breathing getting heavier. "Just let go. You're doing so good."
Zoro's eyes open to meet Luffy's, the trust in them unwavering. He nods again, his breath coming out in harsh pants as Luffy's fingers continue to work their magic inside of him. The pain has become a distant memory, replaced by a need so intense it's almost painful. He feels the third finger slide in, and he gasps, his body tightening around Luffy's hand.
Luffy watches him closely, his eyes dark with desire. "You're ready for me now," he says, his voice a low growl. He withdraws his fingers, and Zoro feels the loss keenly. But before he can protest, Luffy's cock is there, nudging at his entrance, and Zoro can't help but push back, eager to feel him fill him up.
With one swift motion, Luffy enters him, and Zoro's eyes widen with the sudden fullness. He bites down hard on his lip to keep from crying out, his hands gripping the chair's armrests. Luffy pauses for a moment, giving Zoro time to adjust, before starting to move, slow and steady. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure through the swordsman's body, and he can't believe he ever thought he could resist this.
Luffy hands move to grip Zoro’s thighs, lifting him slightly and Luffy shifted to hit the magical little spot inside of Zoro with every thrust in and out, making the swordsman’s toes curl and his nails dig into the armrests of the chair.
"Ahh, Luffy..." Zoro's voice is a low moan, his eyes squeezed shut as he tries to absorb the sensation of being filled so completely by his captain.
Luffy leans in, kissing the side of his neck, his teeth scraping against the skin as he picks up the pace. "Look at me, Zoro," he says, his voice gruff. "I want to see your eyes when I make you cum."
Zoro opens his eyes, the look of pure ecstasy on his face making Luffy's cock throb even more. He meets Luffy's gaze, his eyes glazed with pleasure and a hint of vulnerability. Luffy smirks, feeling a sense of power as he watches the stoic swordsman unravel before him.
He starts to fuck Zoro in earnest, his thrusts deep and hard. Each time he hits that spot, Zoro's body arches, a guttural moan tearing from his throat. One of Luffy's hands moves from of Zoro's thighs to his chest, playing with one of his erect nipples thought the fabric of Zoro’s shirt as he fucks him, twisting and pinching it, watching as the swordsman's face contorts with pleasure.
Zoro’s hands move from the chair to grip Luffy’s shoulders, his nails digging in as he tries to anchor himself against the relentless rhythm. Luffy’s other hand reaches down to wrap around Zoro’s cock, which is now fully erect again. He starts to stroke it in time with his thrusts, and Zoro can't hold back any longer.
"Luffy, I'm going to...!" Zoro's voice is a mix of surprise and pleasure, and Luffy can feel his inner muscles tightening around his cock.
"That's it, Zoro," Luffy pants, his own release building. "Let go for me."
Zoro does, and it's like a dam breaking as he cums hard, his seed spurting onto Luffy's hand and stomach. The intensity of his orgasm makes his vision swim, and he can't help the cry that's torn from his throat. Luffy's eyes never leave Zoro's, his own need reaching a peak. He strokes Zoro through his climax, watching the pleasure play out across his face before he starts to move again, his strokes growing more erratic as he chases his own climax.
Their rhythm becomes frantic, their breaths mingling in the quiet room. Zoro's eyes never leave Luffy's, his body moving with the captain's, accepting each thrust with a silent moan. Luffy's hand is still wrapped around Zoro's cock, but it's barely moving now, the swordsman's orgasm subsiding into aftershocks that ripple through his body with every movement.