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You can’t help but feel yourself get lost in the hissed curses you hear and the sweat you lick as you have your way with the king of hell’s sensitive chest. Watching the progression of his muscle growth over the past two years only fueled your curiosity, and you’re most definitely not disappointed.
You knead deeply into his left pec as you let your mouth and tongue take care of the other, flicking over the hardened nipple and nipping just to hear him louder.
You have Zoro reeling as he’s never been touched like this before, not even by himself. It only took a set of curious, wandering hands amidst an affectionate kiss to discover that this would be a fun area to play with.
“You really like this, huh?” You coo, following with a gentle suck to his right nipple and a pinch to the left.
Zoro gasps, pushing his chest up into your touch. He tugs at the clothes on your back to ground himself with little success. “And you’re really forward, huh?”
You smile against his chest and press one last kiss to his pec before raising your head. As you knead into both of them now, you examine your work: the decorative hickeys and bite marks along with the reddened skin surrounding the sensitive buds you’ve been abusing all this time. Your grin is almost sadistic as you watch how his face gets redder and redder.
“Do you think you can come just from this?” You murmur, watching his face very closely.
The truth is, you can feel how hard he is beneath you. Every shift of your hips makes his breath hitch even when he tries his best to hide it. Just to test him further, you shift your hips side to side, pretending to fix your position.
You hear Zoro stifle a groan through gritted teeth. Your smile widens as your thumbs return to his nipples, pressing against them with every move you make.
“Don’t wanna give me that satisfaction, huh?” You snicker as you bend down again to whisper in his ear. “Don’t forget that I can feel you throbbing underneath me.”
This time, Zoro moans as he tilts his head to expose more of his neck to you. Your smile widens as you lick a long stripe up his neck.
“N-not yet, I can’t,” the words come out as he’s panting for air with shallow breaths.
“I can feel it, you’re so close.” Your mouth returns to his chest again, giving his left pec that treatment this time. You opt for scratching him while fondling his right pec, growing desperate to make him fall apart for you. “You wanna come for me?”
Zoro begins to arch his hips up into yours as small moans finally start to slip out. But still, he’s too stubborn and embarrassed to say a word in response.
“Come on,” you huff, grinding against him to match his pace, “it’ll feel so good. Come for me.”
Zoro holds you close, digging his nails into your back as he releases, making a mess of his pants with a loud goan. He continues humping up against you as he rides out his orgasm, moaning with each breath.
You work hard to continue stimulating him as he comes, but you struggle to concentrate as he holds you with an iron grip and makes such heady noises. The nipping and licking has shifted to open-mouthed kisses across his sternum. “Zoro,” you sigh with urgency.
“Mnh?” Zoro hums, slowing his hips.
You can’t help but grind against him faster, even as he slows down. “I’m close.”
Zoro winces from overstimulation, but he wants to help you out as well. He shoots up and guides you off his lap before licking at your lips, begging for permission. You give in, throwing your arms around his neck as he slips his tongue into your mouth. You moan deeply, enjoying the kiss, but you still struggle with the need for more.
Suddenly, Zoro slips his hands beneath your shirt and fondles your chest, giving your nipples just as much attention as you had with him. “You can be good for me too, yeah?”
You break the kiss with a pathetic whine as you tilt your head back. Your face flushes with embarrassment at how quickly he got you to fall apart, but those feelings become the least of your concerns as Zoro brings a hand down between your legs.
“I’m not as cruel as you are,” he mutters deeply, his lips travelling down to your neck. He starts to kiss and nip at the delicate skin there, relishing in your weakness. “But I know exactly how to make you come.”
Unlike Zoro, you can’t find a way to stifle your moans at all. You’re allowing him to attack every weak spot he can get, spreading your legs as you start to tremble. You feel Zoro smile against your neck and know it’s over.
His voice turns deeper and velvety as he rubs against you faster. “Say it out loud,” he murmurs with a nip at your jawline. “Are you gonna come for me now?”
Your voice cracks with a whimper as your hips stutter into his hand. You don’t give him the answer he wants, both out of spite and the inability to utter a proper sentence.
“Hey,” he whispers with a harsh pinch to your nipple, “say it out loud.” He bites down onto your neck and licks the mark left behind to soothe it. “Are you gonna come for me?”
You grit your teeth and clench your fists as you feel your climax approaching. It’s annoying that he’s using your tricks against you, but what’s worse is that it’s actually working. “Y…yes-!”
“Mmmh?”
“Yes- fuck! Yes, Zoro, I’m gonna- I-I’m-!”
You bring a hand up to tug on Zoro’s hair as you bite down on your own shoulder while your orgasm hits you fast and hard. Your legs trap Zoro’s hand between them as you moan loudly and pathetically, your hips stuttering unevenly.
As if it wasn’t enough, you feel Zoro lapping at your neck, leaving soft kisses along the way. “That’s it,” you hear him whisper, “you’re so good.”
“Shit, oh god,” You sigh roughly as you finally start coming down from your orgasm. However, you still feel floaty and hot, like your limbs have been reduced to jelly. You feel Zoro sit up and give your wrist a gentle squeeze, to which you look up at him and blink rapidly.
“You still here?” He speaks gently with a soft smile.
“Mm,” you hum with a nod, but your tone is small and barely audible. You feel nothing short of euphoric and the need to melt into him is suffocating. You gently cup the side of his face and kiss him again, holding him as closely as possible.
Zoro smirks and immediately catches on. He lets you take control, massaging your scalp and holding you tightly.
You fall deeply into him and feel your heart skip with each kiss. You become unsure of how much time has passed at this point; minutes, hours, it doesn't matter to you anyway. What matters most is that amidst this unfamiliar soft, mushy state, you feel…
Safe.