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Zoro will love it when you wear a skirt. Your legs are one of his favorite features — and skirts put them on full display.

You’ll sit next to him, and he’ll reach for your thigh under the table. Subtly, without anyone noticing, he’ll just maintain a conversation while slowly caressing your inner thigh, squeezing the tender skin in his strong hands every once in a while. Meanwhile, you’ll try to cover your blush, a mix of embarrassment and yearning taking over you all at once.

When you sneak into the bathroom, he follows soon after. He will reach for your panties under your skirt and slide them down your legs at a dangerously slow pace. He’ll turn you around, lock your hands behind your back, and tie them together using your underwear before fucking you senseless.

When he’s done, he will untie your hands and slip your panties into his pocket, making you walk back to the crew with your bare pussy still wet, yearning Zoro all over you again.

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The inn where you have to share a bed

Roronoa Zoro x Fem!Reader

A bit of a cliché, but I love it when I find it in romantasy books. Hope you enjoy it x

Summary: Zoro and you get lost on a freezing night and end up sleeping at an inn where there's only one room left—with a single bed

w/c: 2.2k

c/w: NSFW, use of y/n, use of pet names, kind of dom zoro.

You were so absorbed in the fight that once you and Zoro had taken care of all the marines nearby, you looked up and found the both of you by yourselves.

“Fuck, we’re lost!” you muttered.

“Follow me, I know where they went.” Zoro exclaims.

Although hesitant, you decide to follow him.

You follow his directions for half an hour, and after walking through the same alley for the 3rd time and yelling at him for his lack of sense of direction, you decide to lead the way.

The night has fallen and the darkness has drunk the warmth off your body. There is no trace of your crewmates and you two haven’t figured out how to get to the Sunny. So you are looking for somewhere to sleep instead.

You try at two inns, but they are full for the night. You encounter a third one and decide to take a chance.

“Leave this to me. I’ve got this.” You tell Zoro with a confident grin as you approach the old man standing behind the desk.

“Hi. I got lost and this weird green haired guy found me on his way here and told me he would pay for my room as well. Do you happen to have two spare rooms for the night?” You say, giving him your best smile while Zoro stands dumbfounded behind you.

“There’s only one room left.” The man says with a bored expression.

“Just one? C’mon I’m sure you’ve got something else. I mean, you wouldn’t want me spending the night with this guy I just met, right? He could be a serial killer.” You say, whispering the last bit to him.

“Hey! What are you saying, you idiot!” Zoro complains behind you.

“See!” You whisper again to the man.

“I can offer you one room. You take it or you leave it.”

“Ugh, fine!” You grunt.

“Thought you had this y/n.” Zoro mocks you with a smirk.

“Oh, fuck you!” You sigh as the old man hands you the keys “Third floor, last room on the aisle.”

You both head upstairs. You are freezing and can’t wait to get a hot shower and envelop yourself in the cozy sheets. You open the door and find a king size bed, a tiny wardrobe, a drawer and a door that leads to the bathroom.

“What? There’s only one bed?” You protest.

“Are you scared of sleeping with the weird green haired guy, y/n?” Zoro laughs using the exact words you used to refer to him before.

“There is no way we are sleeping together in that bed, Zoro. You are taking the floor.”

“You know what, I could sleep anywhere right now. I’m exhausted. If you don’t feel comfortable sleeping with me, it’s fine. I’ll take the floor.” He says extending a blanket on the floor.

“Oh, thanks.” You say embarrassed. You thought it would take more insisting to convince this stubborn man.

“Get in the shower y/n. You’re shaking.”

You listen to him, puzzled by his odd kindness, and head to the shower. You turn the water on and wait for it to get warm — until you see a sign hanging on the wall saying “no hot water”. Great.

You’re covered in dirt after all the fighting and you don’t want to get into the clean sheets like this. So you decide to go in the freezing water. You quickly scrap the dirt off and get out to wrap the towel tightly around yourself trying to find some warmth.

You get out of the bathroom, towel covering half your body and teeth chattering. “Are you okay?” Zoro asks, trying not to look your way.

“There’s no hot water.” You manage to say through your trembling.

“Put this on and get in bed, it will warm you up.” He says throwing you a clean shirt he kept in his bag. He then heads to the bathroom and you hear the shower start running.

You do as he says, slipping the shirt on along with your panties, and wrapping the thin sheets tightly around you. Your hair is still wet and the room is cold, the fine fabrics covering your body barely helping stop your shaking.

Zoro comes out of the bathroom with just a towel tied around his waist. Torso is on full display, green locks dripping wet, water drops slipping down his chest, and muscles pronounced because of the damped skin.

Only when he looks your way do you notice you have been staring for far too long. You look to the ceiling, embarrassed.

You try not to peek as he turns around and puts on a pair of boxers. What the hell are you doing?! And why does Zoro feel oddly kind and hot today? You try to shake your thoughts out of your head and close your eyes to try to cool down and get some rest.

Five minutes into your teeth chattering recital, Zoro finally speaks “y/n, even the people downstairs can hear your shaking. Let me in that bed with you. I won’t touch you and the bed will warm up.”

You nod, unable to speak, either for your stubbornness or the cold; who knows. And although it’s dark, Zoro doesn’t miss your sign and climbs in the bed next to you. You feel your heartbeat quicken and you swear you can hear Zoro’s do the same.

As he’s promised, he doesn’t touch you, and you can’t help but feel disappointed. Although the bed has considerably warmed up, you are still cold and can’t control your shivering.

“Zoro, can you hug me?” You give in.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Your back turned to him, he takes you by your waist with both hands and drags you toward him, his warmth instantly enveloping you. He has one arm slide under your neck while the other wraps around your stomach.

His hand starts caressing your abdomen to help you relax, and you feel his breath lightly brush your neck. One minute you were freezing, and now you’re heating up. You had never thought about Zoro that way, but his warm touch is causing butterflies in your stomach.

Your ass pressed to his crotch, you start grinding on him causing his mouth to leave an exasperated breath. “y/n, don’t start a game you can’t win.”

Your breath catches, your folds twitching at the daring anticipation. You keep grinding on him, feeling his bulge harden by the second. He slides his hand up the shirt he lent you and grabs your breast, squeezing lightly and drawing vague circles on your nipple.

You let out a soft moan which causes him to grunt in your ear and bite your lobe. He grabs you by the neck with the hand he had under it, and slowly, slides his other hand from your breast to your panties. He slips them aside and drags one finger along your entrance. “Fuck y/n, you’re so wet.”

You try to speak as his hand on your neck lightly cuts the air coming in or out your lungs “You can’t just walk around naked with just a towel wrapped around you, Zoro.”

“Same goes for you, darling.” He purrs in your ear, sending a chill down your spine. He keeps rubbing your clit at a dangerous pace, causing you to moan desperately. “Shh, y/n. The people at the inn might suspect the weird green haired guy is actually a serial killer.”

He causes you to laugh lightly, and seizes the distraction to insert two fingers inside of you without previous warning. You gasp at the abruptness, and quickly adjust to his touch. “More” You simply demand.

Zoro laughs at your demanding self, and inserts another finger stretching you further. He picks up his pace causing you to moan louder.

He drags the hand previously on your neck up to your mouth, inserting his thumb in your mouth to keep you from crying louder. “It’s late darling, we don’t want the guests at the inn waking up to your pretty noises, do we?” He says looking you in the eyes.

You shake your head. You would do anything this man asked you right now. And as if he just read your thoughts, he gets out of the bed and pointing to the floor, he tells you “Get on your knees, darling.” You do as you're told. “Good girl.” You brace yourself not to melt at his words right now.

He takes off his boxers, his erection hard. You take in the view from below on the floor, your mouth watering at the sight. He reaches for your face, gently grabbing your jaw and directing it to his cock. You drag your tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, neither of you breaking eye contact.

He watches you with lustful eyes, his hand still holding your face. Hungry for him, you take half his erection in your mouth, slowly working him deeper. He loosens his hand on your jaw, and you are ready to complain at the lack of his touch, when he grabs your head from your nape, tangling your hair between his fingers.

He thrusts himself deeper into your throat making you gag, and begins moving at a slow but relentless pace. You feel your eyes watering, a tear falling from your right eye. He moves his hand to your face and brushes the tear away. How can this man be so rough and gentle at the same time?

“As much as I’d like to cum in your mouth, I want to fuck you y/n.” He tells you, sliding his dick out of your mouth. Cupping your head, he guides you up to your feet. You wrap your arms around his neck, his hands moving to your waist, and you both lean in for a sloppy and hungry kiss.

He turns you around, rotating your hips, and hugs you from behind, his mouth leaving wet kisses on your neck while he guides you toward the drawer. He pins you down, half your body leaning on top of it.

He presses himself onto you, dragging your hips toward his crotch. You feel his erection on your ass and your urge begins to increase. He aligns his cock to your entrance and brushes it along your opening a few times. “Brace yourself darling.” And with those words he slides his entire length into you in a long, strong thrust. You barely have time to hold the end of the drawer as he pounds into you a second time.

Heat is consuming your body, the freezing cold embedded in your bones replaced with burning flames. Securing your hips with a tight grip he keeps pounding hard as you try to swallow your moans as best as you can.

You feel your release building and your walls begin to grip his cock in need. He lets out a breathy grunt feeling your tightness. It takes a few more thrusts to have you screaming his name in utter pleasure “Fuck Zoro!”

His name coming out of your lips is all he needs to bring him over the edge. He grabs your hair with one hand, the other braced to your hip, and he pounds his way through his release hissing and cursing under his breath.

He gently detangles his hand from your hair, stroking your head lightly, as you both recover from your high. He slides out of you, your hole dripping his cum down your body. He walks to the bathroom and comes out with a handful of paper to clean you up.

You can’t help but smile and let yourself be cared for, still leaning on the drawer with exhaustion. When he’s done, he takes you in his arms by your back and knees, placing you back in the bed. He is about to climb in next to you when you hear a knock at the door.

You both look at each other in confusion. He grabs the towel from the floor and ties it around his waist heading to the door. The sight of his muscular back while walking in just a towel has you drooling again.

He opens the door to find the old man from the reception desk. “Everything alright?” He asks, his face red with embarrassment at the sight of a nearly naked Zoro. “Everything’s perfect, sir.” Zoro replies simply.

“A few guests complained about screaming and banging noises.” The man looks your way with suspicion. You are still naked on the bed, trying to cover yourself with the sheets. “If I were you, I’d stop staring.” Zoro warns him reaching for one of his swords by the door.

“My apologies.” The old man says with a frightened look and rapidly walks down the aisle.

Zoro walks back to the bed and lies down next to you, sliding one arm through your stomach and pulling you closer to him by the waist. “We’ll have to keep quiet this time. Don’t want the old man calling the government about a serial killer at his inn.”

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I dare you to kiss me

Roronoa Zoro x Fem!Reader

Summary: in the last couple of weeks, the tension between you and Zoro has grown significantly. When the crew leaves you both on watch at the ship while they explore a new island, things heat up between you two.

w/c: 1.7k

c/w: NSFW, use of y/n, dom zoro, teasing, kind of fluff at the end.

The tension between the two of you has intensified in the last few weeks. Sparring sessions have become a game of stares instead of swords, the two of you have been assigned together to guard dutty one too many nights in a row, you even started doubting whether it was intentionally planned by the crew. On top of that, Zoro walked in on you yesterday while you were in the shower and quickly flew away feeling embarrassed.

You just arrived at a new island and the crew has left Zoro and you on watch once again while they explore the city and get some food.

Zoro has decided to train inside the ship because it is too hot outside. You choose to stay on the deck and get a look at the city until you decide to join Zoro's training. You put on some leggings and a sports bra and head inside.

“Aren't you supposed to keep watch outside?” He asks. He's shirtless, sweat making his muscles more prominent than usual.

“Aren't you?" You ask back. “It's too hot outside to stand there longer than a minute.”

You sit on the bench across from him and begin lifting some weights. You are on your own thoughts when Zoro suddenly takes you out of them: “I bet you can't lift 100 pounds.”

“Is that a challenge, Roronoa? Watch me”

You grab the dumbbells and try your best to lift them, and as Zoro sees you're struggling, he approaches to help you. You feel him behind, his hands suddenly on your arms barely helping you upwards trying not to take credit for your strength and will.

You manage to lift the weights all the way up and immediately throw them to the floor and turn around with a jump to celebrate your victory against Zoro.

He lets out a breathy laugh and although he won't let it show, he feels proud on the inside. He's had his fun, and you decide it is now your turn to have some. Feeling brave, you get closer to him “Now, I dare you to kiss me”

You instantly watch him flush “What?” He looks shocked, but intrigued.

“You heard me. I dare you to kiss me.” You say as you push him down on the bench and straddle him.

His stare darkens with lust “As tempting as that may sound, I'd rather you kissed me"

You get unreasonably closer to him, your lips brushing his. You feel the bulk in his pants begin to harden. “Oh Zoro, I'm not gonna kiss you. I'm not giving you the satisfaction.”

You feel his breath quicken along with yours, hearts beating uncontrollably.

Zoro is the one to break the noisy silence of your heartbeats. “Let's make a bet: if I kiss you, you get to ask me for whatever favor you want. And if you kiss me, you'll let me sleep next to you tonight.”

The last bit startles you. He wants to sleep with you? Weird, but “Deal.” You say despite your confusion. That's easy, you can sleep with him for a night. Besides, you trust you can win.

That simple word is all Zoro needs to know he's got your consent, to know you want this too. Seizing your position, having your neck right within reach of his mouth, he begins to place wet kisses all along your ear down your neck to your shoulder.

You wrap your arms around his head and bury your hands in his green locks. The touch of his lips across your neck feels surreal. You begin grinding on his lap, feeling needy.

“What do you want from me y/n?” He groans. You get your mouth an inch from his again and bite his lower lip making him groan again. He can't hold it any longer, you grinding on his bulge, the biting, your scent reaching all his senses. He gives in and holding your face with both hands kisses you ferociously, hungry. You slightly open your mouth and he seizes the opportunity to search your tongue with his, making the kiss wet and sloppy.

You are the first to break the kiss. “You lost” you say staring with lust directly into his eyes. “Now I get to ask you for whatever I want.”

“What do you want y/n?” Your name coming from his lips almost has you crumbling to the ground. “I want you to fuck me.”

He gives you a cocky grin as if knowing you wanted it all along. He tugs at the hem of your sports bra and looks at you as if asking for permission. You give him a quick nod before he is lifting it up above your head and tossing it to the floor.

“What if the others return and walk in on us?” You ask, suddenly scared of getting caught. He says nothing, wraps your legs around his waist, hoists you both up and heads to the door to turn the lock. “Done” he simply says, bringing you both back to the bench sitting down with you on top.

He takes your breast in his mouth doing wonders with his tongue, which has your head rolling backwards with utter lust. Meanwhile, he pulls your leggings along your underwear off.

You reach down to him taking out his hard cock from his pants and begin stroking it slowly, savoring every little breath and grunt he lets out.

He grabs your ass and lifts you up, then takes his dick with one hand and allings it with your entrance, stroking your clit lightly making you eager for him to fill you up. He lets your hips go down on him slowly, too slowly. He stretches you out and you savor the uncomfortable yet sweet pain it is causing you. A few seconds later he forces you to go in deeper so that you can now feel his entire length inside you.

You take the lead and start moving up and down, needy. It feels too good. However, seeing you've taken the lead, Zoro stops you.

“I lost, I owe you a favor. You asked me to fuck you, so that is what I am going to do”

Lifting you off him, he puts you on all fours, hands and knees on the bench. He takes off his pants and goes behind you, hands on your hips, and without previous warning he thrusts all the way into you. You swear you see stars. But not out of pain, but pleasure. Only now do you realize how bad and how long you had craved Zoro.

Slowly, he nearly pulls out completely to strongly pound into you once again. He drags his cock in and out a few more times, driving you crazy. You try to swallow your moans, trying not to be too loud and get caught. Zoro has other plans though: “Scream for me baby, let me know how good it feels.”

He picks up his pace, pounding hard. You can barely breathe. You feel your climax building and it takes a single thrust to have you collapsing on the bench, Zoro holding your hips up to keep pounding, while you scream his name as you come on his dick.

You haven't recovered from your high yet when Zoro lifts you up and sits you both down on the bench, your legs straddling him again. Hungry for more, you kiss him this time. Wet and desperate. He kissed you first, so the bet is over.

“You can ride me all you want now baby.” You take his dick and bury only the tip in your folds, moving slowly and rubbing lightly. He curses under his breath at the need “Quit playing y/n or I'll have you on all fours again.”

You smirk and take his dick all the way in. “Fuck y/n, you feel so good.” He rolls his head back, savoring the moment. You begin to bounce on him faster, your breasts moving along as he admires them. You feel your release building again. “Zoro, I'm so close”

“Let go baby, I'm almost there too.”

You come a second time, hugging him and involuntarily digging your nails in his back. He hisses, and feeling your walls clench around him, he comes inside of you as he groans loudly.

You both recover from your high. Panting you run your hands through his hair and kiss him one last time before you pull him out, then begin putting on your clothes.

“That was nice, a pleasure making deals with you Zoro.” You say as you unlock the door to leave.

“Same y/n. I'll be coming to your room by midnight.”

“What?” You stop confused and turn to face him. “You want another round already? You're needy Roronoa.” You mock him.

“No, I remind you that you were the one asking me to fuck you y/n.” He smirks, making you flush. “I'm just a man of word, and I like to make deals with people that will honor them as well.”

“But you kissed me first. You lost and I got my favor. We are even.” You answer confused.

Zoro lets out a breathy laugh. “I never said the first one to kiss the other would lose, but whoever kissed the other. You should listen carefully y/n.” His grin fills his entire face. You hadn't paid attention to his words while making the deal, too lost in lust to think straight.

“See you tonight then.” Zoro waves at you with a smirk and begins to get dressed.

Feeling embarrassed you walk out to the deck to get some air, and you see the crew approaching. You hope your flush leaves your face before they reach the ship.

During the rest of the day you try to ignore Zoro who smirks at you anytime your eyes meet. Although you don't want to admit it, you can't wait for it to be midnight already.

As the night comes and the crew heads to sleep, you await in your room, heart beating fast with nerves and excitement. You hear a knock on the door and smile to yourself. You head to the door and open it to find Zoro leaning against it.

“Can I come in?”

You move to the side letting him in. Closing the door, you lay next to him, his strong arms immediately wrapping around your waist, holding you tight. You both instantly fall asleep.

When you wake up next morning, you find he's already left, probably for his training session. Yet you can't help but smile. You hadn't slept that good in ages.