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You knew this was a bad idea. As if hearing your inner thoughts, the dark clouds outside rumbled deeply in response, casting a gloomy shadow over the tavern where you were seated at a cherry wood bar. You knew you should get back to the ship. That you couldn’t avoid your crewmates forever, and would have to face the repercussions of how you’d spent the last several evenings. Still, when the bartender asked if you wanted another drink, you nodded enthusiastically.
You had been finding every excuse to stay in town for as long as possible. Your anxiety had kept you up tossing and turning through most of the night and you’d risen early this morning, telling only Nami and Robin that you were going to explore town again today. Robin had offered to come with, but when you told her you wanted some space, she nodded knowingly and didn’t press the issue further. The log pose had reset its course for the next island and you’d be setting sail again tomorrow, so you figured you might as well take the opportunity for alone time while you could.
It's not that you didn’t enjoy last night with Sanji. Because oh, you definitely did. Which is exactly why you felt so guilty now. When you had found the flowers Zoro left for you in your room, your heart skipped not one, but several beats. He did feel something for you after all. You knew he’d never be the type to wear his heart on his sleeve, but you had interpreted his actions over the last few days as disinterest. Only now did it occur to you that maybe he was just as nervous to talk about what happened as you were.
But you’d gone and slept with Sanji. And now, everything was messy. Never did you expect to be in a situation like this, entangled with not one but two of the most attractive members of the straw hats. You blushed at the mere thought of it and took a gulp of the cocktail the bartender had returned with.
“Well aren’t you just a pretty thing, you here alone sweetheart?” You were broken out of your thoughts by a raspy voice that belonged to a large man sidling into the seat beside you. The first thing you noticed was the stench of sweat and booze emanating off of him, causing you to crinkle your nose. The second was the golden tooth that caught the light as he leered at you, an unmistakable intention in his eyes. You felt yourself instinctively angling your body away from him before you could think better of it.
“Awe, don’t be like that.” The man leaned in closer. “How could you expect me to not appreciate a beautiful lady in a dress like that.” He gestured towards your sundress, the one you’d bought with the girls yesterday. You hadn’t thought anything of it when you’d hurried out this morning, but you felt self-conscious now that it was garnering you much unwanted attention. You hoped he’d back off if you refused to make eye contact, training your gaze instead on the nearby window, where you noticed the skies had finally opened up, rain battering against the glass.
“I wouldn’t try to ignore a pirate, sweetie.” So he was a pirate too. Not that you were surprised. But still you yelped when he grabbed your wrist and yanked you towards him, forcing you directly in front of his face. “That’s a dangerous game. Do you want to know how big my bounty is?”
The next moment happened so fast, you didn’t even have the chance to process his question. You felt another force tug at your arm, but this time it broke you away from the pirate as a harsh kick from above landed squarely on his wrist. You heard a bone crack as the mysterious foot made contact, causing the pirate to clutch at his wrist and let out a string of curses.
The next thing you registered was the swish of a blade, and suddenly the man had a sword pressed to his throat. His eyes were wild now, a pure terror reflected there. “What the hell is going on here?!” He sputtered, careful to avoid the blade ready to slice his jugular if he dared move. “Who are you two?”
Your eyes caught up before your slightly tipsy brain did as you took in Sanji and Zoro positioned on either side of the man, each wearing a look of fury that startled even you.
“What’s happening is that you are going to walk away, if you value your life,” you could hear the rage straining Sanji’s voice through clenched teeth.
“Now.” Zoro added, no trace of mercy to be found.
Clearly recognizing he was out of his league, the pirate backed away hurriedly, pain shooting across his face as he continued to press his wrist tight to his chest. “You’re fucking crazy,” he spat, and sent one final glare directly at you. Noticing this, the two moved to pursue the pirate, and you were afraid they might actually kill him.
“It’s fine guys, don’t!” At the sound of your call the two stopped short in their tracks and the pirate took his moment to escape, nearly knocking the tavern door off its hinges as he scrambled out.
Finally as the room settled, you began processing the scene in front of you. Both Zoro and Sanji were breathing heavily, needing a minute to regain their composure. You only now realized that they were both sopping wet, remembering the storm outside as they dripped onto the hardwood floor of the tavern.
Zoro turned around to face you first, calmer now but still strikingly angry as he strode over to where you had jumped out of your chair. “Where have you been all day? And why the hell are you here by yourself?”
“Don’t take your anger out on her!” Sanji huffed, getting right up in Zoro’s face. “I agree she shouldn’t be here but she’s allowed to do what she wants.” He turned towards you now, his gaze softening as he took in the lingering shock on your face. “Are you hurt? I didn’t hit you with my kick, did I?”
“No. I’m fine.” You took in a deep breath. “What are you two doing here?”
“Looking for you.” Zoro stated, the anger finally draining from his face as he ran a hand through his wet hair, sending little droplets flying. “We, uh, might’ve gotten lost on the way here.”
“Correction, you got lost, moss head. I told you I would find her on my own, and instead I spent half the day making sure we didn’t lose you too!” Sanji raised his hand to pinch at the bridge of his nose as if just the thought of their afternoon was giving him a headache. You imagined them spending hours wandering the streets of the town, bickering the entire way. You giggled, finally feeling relief flooding through you. You felt bad for avoiding them for so long, but couldn’t be any happier to see them both now.
“I’m sorry I made you both worry. I just wanted some space to myself today.” At that you saw the expression on both of their faces shift, some realization stirring in their brains. Zoro shifted his weight and crossed his arms while Sanji pulled out and lit a slightly damp cigarette.
“It’s fine.” Zoro responded without making eye contact. “We should get back to the ship.”
You apologized to the bartender for the commotion and quickly paid your tab before the three of you moved towards the door and opened it to leave, only to realize it wasn’t just raining now. It was downright pouring. As if on cue with your thoughts again, a crack of lightning split through sky, momentarily turning the night yellow. You hadn’t realized how late it had already gotten.
“Well shit.” Zoro looked up at the sky with his good eye. “We’re pretty far from the docks.”
“And it doesn’t look like it’ll let up any time soon.” The smoke rising from Sanji’s cigarette disappeared into the rain. “Nami warned it was going to get bad. There’s that inn we passed earlier across the street, we could camp out there till morning.”
You swallowed hard at the thought of that. You’d likely each get your own rooms, but after the last week you were sure at least one of them would come knocking at your door, looking to talk at the very least. Still it seemed like your only option, as it’d be dangerous to make the sprint back to the boat now.
You all agreed and hurried the short distance across the street to the small but quaint inn, which felt like a warm and welcome change after the scene in the tavern. But when you asked about vacancies, the innkeeper sheepishly began apologizing that they only had one room left for the evening. You were pretty sure each one of you tensed up at the implications of that, but decided to take the room anyway as you still didn’t have another alternative.
Your heart beat wildly in your chest as you all marched up the stairs to the second floor where your room was. It was as if the world was punishing you for running from your problems, now laughing in your face. You just hoped these two wouldn’t murder each other from this much forced proximity.
Sanji opened the door to your room and your stomach dropped. You’d neglected to ask downstairs what the bed situation would be, and now looked on at a single, albeit quite large, white bed taking up the majority of the space. There wasn’t even a couch for one of you to retreat to – just a small table with two chairs and a lamp. You heard a low groan from Zoro behind you as he was the last one to walk into the room, coming to the same conclusions as you.
The three of you stood in awkward silence for a moment, not sure how to address the elephant in the room. You were grateful for a break in the tension when Sanji decided he was going to clean himself up a bit from the rain and closed himself in the bathroom.
You sighed and sat down on one of the corners of the bed, looking down at your hands. Maybe you should use this moment to say something to Zoro, who had dropped his swords near the table and was leaning against the wall across from you.
But before you could find the words, you were surprised to hear him speak up first.
“Really, what were you thinking, staying out this late alone-” he seemed to stumble over his words a bit, and even in the dim room you could see a light shade of pink dusting his cheeks, “-especially in that new dress.”
Your heart fluttered. So Zoro had noticed the dress. It felt like a small win amongst all the pressure of the last few days. You smiled, but the feeling faded quickly when you realized Zoro still wasn’t looking at you.
“I was feeling pretty stressed.” You paused, not sure if you should say more. You thought of the flowers, his urgency to find you, and his commentary now and decided to go for it. “Zoro… I didn’t think you were interested in me.”
Zoro finally faced you, his expression guarded. “I just wasn’t sure what to say.” He pressed his lips into a fine line. “And… I was pretty rough with you the other night, I didn’t know what you thought about it.”
You pressed your legs together remembering just how rough he was. “Zoro. I haven’t stopped thinking about it.” His eyes widened and he took a step away from the wall, his entire demeanor changing. But you still had more to say. “But Zoro, last night, me and Sanji-”
“Am I interrupting something?” You’d been so nervous you hadn’t heard Sanji open the bathroom door. He wasn’t looking at you, instead glaring directly at Zoro. “This idiot finally admitting he has feelings for you too?” You were surprised by Sanji’s bluntness, but supposed given the situation there wasn’t much getting around it. He seemed to sense your surprise. “I mean, it’s obvious to anyone with eyes.” He added a slight emphasis on that jab at the end, and you glanced towards Zoro’s scar. He was staring back at Sanji now, unblinking as the cook began to smirk back at him. “You afraid I’m going to take her away from you?”
You expected Zoro to get angry at that – but a different emotion crossed his face. “Is that a challenge?” He raised an eyebrow and stepped over to meet Sanji.
Here comes the part where they kill each other. The two were unflinching, staring each other down until you saw a wicked grin erupt across Zoro’s face. For a moment, Sanji looked just as confused as you felt. Then Zoro turned back towards you.
“Why don’t we let her choose for herself?” You cocked your head to the side, not quite sure what he meant by that. But from the look he was giving you, he had concocted a plan, and you knew things were about to get a lot more interesting. You felt a heat starting to prickle across your skin.
“Let’s make it fair.” Zoro began unknotting the bandana that he always kept at his bicep and walking in your direction.
“What do you mean make it-”
“Go sit back against the headboard.” His voice was lowered now, and it sent a shiver down your spine. You certainly weren’t about to disobey, and began scooting back. Sanji looked on as Zoro closed in on you and started to bring the bandana over your eyes, and you realized exactly what he was implying.
“Hold on,” Sanji swallowed as he began to protest, but stopped when he took a closer look at you. Your breathing had shallowed and your eyes had blown wide as you took one last look between each of the two men. You wanted this. The thought of them both touching you was incredibly hot, especially now that you knew what they were each were capable of. When he saw just how turned on you were, Sanji snapped his mouth shut. The last thing you saw before Zoro secured the makeshift blindfold completely was Sanji looking down at you hungrily.
As you sat in newfound darkness, you thought you heard Zoro step away and begin muttering to Sanji. You heard some shuffling around, fabric hitting the floor, and what sounded like someone mumbling “give me one of those.”
Then it got quiet, and you felt the anticipation bubbling in your chest. You weren’t sure what was happening until a weight shifted at the foot of the bed, and you felt someone crawling towards you. Your other senses heightened without your sight, you immediately felt goosebumps rising as a hand traced a featherlight path up your arm. A second hand began rubbing back and forth along your thigh, and you let out a soft sigh. Unsure of what to do with your hands, you reached out blindly and ran into a muscled torso – whichever one of them it was had removed their shirt. You held on and began spreading your hands around their waist.
You caught the scent of tobacco closing in near your face and chuckled to yourself. You felt the hand that had been trailing your arm move away, likely to remove the cigarette, before a pair of lips met yours and began kissing you greedily. As expected you tasted Sanji’s cigarette on his tongue, and still you returned his kiss readily and happily, sliding your tongue along with his.
After a minute you broke apart slightly, and you smiled against your partner. “The taste of cigarettes gives you away Sanji,” you breathed, and he moved closer to bring his lips to the shell of your ear.
“You sure about that?” a voice that was unmistakably Zoro’s replied, and with your faces so close you heard a slight dangling of earrings that proved it.
You sucked in a sharp breath and Zoro chuckled darkly, proud that his little trick had the exact effect he intended. You were going to say something else when you felt Zoro shift his weight and a hand grazed your cheek softly, stilling your tongue. The hand slowly moved around to cup your chin, holding your face gently but firmly in place as someone leaned in close to place a whisper of a kiss on your lips. You sensed the familiar tobacco, but had a feeling these were different lips. You opened your mouth to find out but they moved away, and began littering little kisses down your neck until finding the sensitive spot there and sucking. You moaned and they laughed lightly – you were pretty sure only Sanji knew how weak that made you.
But you didn’t have too much time to think about it as you felt a set of hands start running up and down your legs again, until they grabbed at the hems of your dress and began sliding it up your thighs. You helped them wiggle it over your hips and up your body, another hand lightly grazing across your ribcage as the first set focused on getting the dress off. You truly had no idea who was where now, and you felt like a puppet at their command. You’d lifted your arms up to help shrug the dress off completely, and instinctively brought them down to reach for a partner’s hair when someone scooped both of your hands in one of their larger ones and held your wrists together.
“Now, now, that’s cheating dear.” It was Sanji’s voice this time, lowered and sensuous. You felt some more shuffling and the hand gripping yours raised them back up over your head again, and you felt a narrow piece of fabric being wrapped around them. At first you couldn’t tell what it was, but as someone began tying a knot you realized it was a bit thicker on one end than the other – it was Sanji’s tie.
After the hold was secured you tried to lower your hands but felt a resistant tug. As you moved them around within the slight give they had, you understood they’d tied your hands to a notch in the headboard.
Even blindfolded your expression must’ve betrayed your surprise, because you heard two different chuckles as the swordsman and the cook watched you struggle. They’re working together now, you realized. You couldn’t believe it. You started to wonder if they even remembered how this started, that you were supposed to be picking between the two of them. As you pictured them plotting their next move, a wide grin crossed over your face.
“You really like this, don’t you?” you heard from a smug Zoro say from some small distance away. It sounded like it came from your left, but as you felt the bed shifting again you had a feeling they were intentionally moving around so you couldn’t tell who was where for long.
A strong hand grabbed your chin again, but this time with a bit more force. The owner moved it down over your neck and applied just enough pressure that you had to change your breathing as they kept you pressed back into the headboard.
You were still wearing your bra and panties, and as one hand held you back against the bed another that felt like it had to belong to the second person began tugging your underwear down. You obliged, writhing around as you could to help with half of your body pinned down. Shortly after you’d kicked them off you felt a finger swipe slowly along your folds, collecting some of the slick that had begun gathering there from the moment they’d put the blindfold on you.
“Ohhhh she definitely does,” purred Sanji, giving you a momentary sense that Zoro was the one with his hand around your throat and Sanji was between your legs. He began teasing along your folds with slow, agonizing motions, and you began whimpering desperately. In response, who you assumed was Zoro brought his lips up to yours and captured you in a kiss again to roll his tongue around with yours.
You felt spoiled between the two, but it wasn’t enough. You moaned into the kiss, hoping they’d get the picture, but instead both men pulled away. There was some more movement, and pair of hands came up to grab at your breasts, while another reached behind you and unclasped your last remaining article of clothing with ease. The ones at your chest ripped the bra away and tossed it aside, immediately taking hold of your peaked nipples and pinching them. You let out a pitiful whine.
“Zoro,” you panted. “Sanji. Please untie me,” You were loving every second of this, but you needed more and you knew they just going to keep teasing you. “I need to see you.”
“Do you always end up begging in bed?” you could feel Zoro’s smirk in his voice as he taunted you.
“Not that some of us are complaining,” retorted Sanji, but you could sense enjoyment in his voice too.
There was a pause, and you wondered if they were communicating silently. Suddenly, you felt the knot at your wrists loosening until your hands were freed. You were relieved to lower them, but when you reached out you felt that both men had swiftly moved beyond your reach.
“We’ll untie your hands. But if you want to see us, first we want to see just how needy you really are.”
“Zoro, what do you-”
“Touch yourself.” It was Sanji who responded. Zoro had been the one primarily bossing you around tonight, but at Sanji’s command you remembered how his dominant side had come out last time.
A sudden wave of both heat and embarrassment flushed through you. You were still blindfolded, and the thought of putting yourself fully on display while they watched made you feel extremely vulnerable.
“Don’t worry darling, you look so damn pretty like this,” Sanji cooed from across the room, as always aptly sensing your feelings. His words calmed your nerves, nudging you to take a deep breath.
And Zoro was right, you were needy. Your core was aching to release the friction that had been building there, and you wanted them touching you again as soon as possible. So you spread your legs wide, immediately earning you a groan from down the bed. It gave you more confidence as you lowered your hand and began rubbing circles on your clit, causing you to immediately throw your head back against the headboard.
You moved your own hands up and down your folds in the ways you’d done a thousand times before, often thinking about one of the men in the room with you tonight. You heard a “holy shit that’s hot” muttered from down the bed as you continued your ministrations, the coil inside you winding quickly.
You’d needed this release so badly, your shame was disappearing as you began panting and whining, your climax rapidly approaching. Despite the fact that you still couldn’t see, you opened your eyes and looked down towards the end of the bed where you knew they had to be sitting. You wondered if they were touching themselves as they looked on, and you hoped they were.
The visual you imagined plus your own pace sent you over the edge, and you cried out wildly as you worked yourself through your orgasm. You were sweating now, every inch of your skin feeling hot but not hot enough as you moaned for them to come back.
The little show you’d put on had definitely gotten to them – you felt movement with a new sense of urgency as someone came up beside you and maneuvered you so they could get behind you, placing you back down in their lap. They were unclothed and hard, and as you instinctively ground up against their cock they let out a debauched moan. Another pair of hands came up to grab at your breasts again from the front, and you realized there was someone immediately in front of you as well. The hands moved up your chest, along your neck and into your hair, scrunching it in their hands before starting to untie the blindfold.
“That was amazing sweetheart,” the voice directly in front of you belonged to Sanji, who sounded out of breath. He finished removing the blindfold for you to find his face only inches from yours as he leaned forward on his knees. The look of need in his eyes burned straight through you, and you immediately felt your core heating again. Your glanced down for only a second and unsurprisingly saw that he was fully erect and aching. He smirked before closing the small space between you to land his lips on yours, kissing you passionately, one hand cupping your face as the other moved back down toward your breast.
As Sanji continued working you from the front, Zoro brought his lips to kiss at your neck from behind, dragging his tongue along your skin. Then without warning Zoro’s hands landed at your waist and lifted you up, hesitating only for a second before pushing you down hard on his cock and sending sparks through your entire body. You moaned wildly into Sanji’s mouth, who had gotten pretty vocal himself.
Zoro began moving beneath you quickly, clear his patience was running short after all of the teasing. After the pain from the initial push quickly subsided, he felt amazing - thrusting into you with directive force even from beneath you. Quickly, your mind was turning into mush.
You opened your eyes blearily and looked at Sanji, who had now brought one of his own hands down around his cock. Your mouth watered at the sight, and you instinctively started leaning forward to bring your face closer. He eyed you with a look of questioning and you nodded, and he quickly repositioned himself so you could bring your lips to his shaft. You swirled your tongue only around the head at first, careful not to ram into him as Zoro pounded into you mercilessly from behind.
Then you quickly took as much of him as you could into your mouth, much of the pacing of your bobbing being set by Zoro. What you couldn’t fit you stroked with your hand, but you needed your second one to help hold yourself up at your now somewhat horizontal position.
“Look at you, you little slut,” Zoro scoffed from behind, and hit you with a particularly hard thrust, causing Sanji to hit the back of your throat. You choked slightly around him but kept at it, hollowing out your cheeks and breathing through your nose.
“She’s fucking beautiful,” Sanji groaned out, making direct eye contact with you as he said it. You hummed at his praise, sending new vibrations straight up his cock and causing him to whine more and tangle his hands in your hair. You felt simultaneously used and powerful caught between the two of them.
It wasn’t long before Sanji looked like he was going to break.
“She-” he was panting now. “-comes first.” He eyed Zoro as he said it. “So work harder.”
Zoro merely nodded and picked up his already ruthless pace, sending you spinning. You were close again yourself, the overstimulation of everything about to overtake you.
Zoro brought one of the hands on your hips around to your clit, ready to give you the final push that you needed. As he rubbed at your sensitive spot you snapped, tightening around Zoro and moaning mercilessly around Sanji as every nerve in your body caught on fire.
Your moan was enough to send Sanji entirely over the edge, and he began spilling into your mouth with a few wild thrusts of his own.
You couldn’t see it – and he’d never admit it – but the sight of Sanji coming into you like that broke Zoro. His own release quickly followed as he emptied himself into you without abandon. Between the two of them, you felt entirely full everywhere.
Soon you all collapsed in a messy heap on the bed, each covered in sweat and struggling to catch your breath. You stayed like that for a while, no doubt every of you coming down from your high and processing what had just happened.
After a few minutes it was Zoro who suggested you guys should probably all shower, to which you and Sanji heartily agreed. You went first, relishing in the hot water as it rinsed away not only the mess you’d all made, but the guilt and anxiety that had plagued you the last several days.
When you stepped back out into the room, wrapped in a fluffly towel, you saw that someone had changed the soiled bedsheets – you guessed it was probably Sanji. He sat at the table now as Zoro got up to head into the shower next, leaving you and Sanji alone this time.
You felt exhaustion starting to overtake you, so you crawled into the middle of the bed and collapsed. At least it wouldn’t be too uncomfortable sharing this space together now.
You rolled over to look at Sanji, who had thrown pants back on and was watching you from across the room while smoking a cigarette. “Did you enjoy that, sweetheart?” You nodded sleepily and he offered you a soft smile. “Good. Don’t tell that moss head I said this… but that was probably one of the better ideas he’s had.” You hummed in agreement.
By the time Zoro came out, you were nodding off. In your sleepy haze you felt a big pair of hands grab you again, this time as Zoro pulled you in close to his chest and laid with you in the bed. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and planted a soft kiss on the top of your head, a surprisingly intimate gesture.
“I’ll share with that stupid cook when he comes back. He’s earned it.” He mumbled as he nuzzled your hair. “But only for tonight. As of tomorrow, nothing happened.” You smiled.
When Sanji returned from his shower, he joined the bed on your other side, looking pretty exhausted himself. You reached out to grab his hand and tangle one of your legs with his, and he snuggled in close.
You weren’t exactly sure what came next. But you knew everything was going to be okay.