#zoro romance

[galamalion]

꒰১໒꒱. 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑

summary. you take zoro on a camping trip to relax; zoro finds other activities to partake in.

⤷ contents. afab!reader, fluff + smut, pet names (baby, babe, sweetheart, good girl), outdoor sex, light strength kink, light degradation, cunnilingus, hair pulling, light slapping (zoro slaps your ass/thighs) // wc. 1.5k

⤷ notes. request by @isapirata for camping and stargazing with zoro + a little bit of smut. hope you enjoy! hoping to pump out some works before my semester starts up <3

"I'm telling you right now, you're gonna enjoy it!"

"And I'm telling you, as long as I can shut my eyes without you pestering me, I'll love this trip."

"Oh, believe me, princess," you teased, hammering the stake into the ground, "you'll get all the beauty rest you need and more."

"Who you callin' princess, princess?" Zoro sneered, giving you a dirty look.

You stood, looking at the tent you single handedly pitched, "You're the one lazing about while I do all the work."

"It's called napping, sweetheart," Zoro rolled his eyes, "you want my help, just holler and your big strong boyfriend will be there."

"My hero," you scoffed, unpacking your gear in the tent.

You couldn't be too mad at Zoro for not helping. After all, he carried you up this gorgeous mountain so that you could go camping. If he wanted to sleep while you set everything up, he was more than welcome to. You would, however, be forcing him to roast marshmallows later. That was non negotiable.

“Would you mind getting some firewood at least, Zoro?” you peaked over your shoulder at the dozing swordsman. “It'd be good exercise.”

With a deep, displeased grumble, Zoro arose from beneath his shady tree, stomping away from your camping setup and into the nearby woods.

“Stay safe!” you called, giving him a small wave.

Zoro being gone allowed you to focus on other necessities, like digging out a spot for a small fire pit. You definitely weren’t as skilled as Franky, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t try your hand at crafting something. With the rudimentary skills of a novice craftsman, you laid a couple of sizable stones around your dug out hole, creating a misshapen circle that would make any child envious of your talents.

Occasional loud thumps in the distance kept you on your toes, clearly originating from Zoro taking your request a little too far. Part of you was scared to see how many tree trunks Zoro would return with, while the other part of you was excited to put him to work. Maybe you could fashion one into some kind of bench for the two of you? Of course, that was assuming that the tree trunk could withstand Zoro’s hulking frame. It’d be terribly unfortunate if it collapsed on the spot.

Moments later your boyfriend emerged from the woods with five massive trunks slung over his shoulder, balanced perfectly with the help of his huge bicep.

“Welcome back, handsome!” you cooed, skipping over to his side.

“Go back to your arts and crafts,” he grunted, continuing his stride towards your camp.

You gasped, “I came over here to help! How ungrateful!”

“What are you gonna do, help me carry these?” he gestured above his shoulder.

“I came to be a cheerleader, for your information. There’s no way in hell I can lift those over my shoulder like you can.”

“You couldn’t lift one, period.”

“I’m not fighting you on that.”

Upon your instruction, Zoro laid a single log near your amateur fire pit, setting the others aside. After removing his shirt, he began slicing them into smaller pieces, ripping the fragments in half to fit inside the pit. You thought about assisting him, but after considering the danger of splinters, decided against it.

“Hurry up, babe! It’s getting cold!” you shouted, searching for any available tinder to use in your fire.

“Quit yer’ bitchin’! I got your wood right here.” He stomped over beside you, tossing the wood into the fire pit.

“Thank you,” you emphasized, standing up to give him a hug. A grunt was all you got in response, but it was all you needed.

“C’mere, sweetheart,” Zoro whistled from his spot under the tree, arms folded behind his head.

“What? What do you mean ‘come here’?” you stared at him befuddled, “I just finished setting all this stuff up, and you just wanna sit on—”

“No complaints, ya brat,” he barked, moving a hand to pat his bare chest, signaling for you to come lay against it.

Annoyed, you stomped towards your boyfriend, sitting just a couple inches away from him in defiance.

“You really wanna play this game?” Zoro muttered, raising an eyebrow at your actions.

“What game?” you said, batting your eyelashes and flashing him a smile.

“Alright, fine,” Zoro whispered to himself, standing up from beneath the tree.

You just closed your eyes and rested your chin on your hand, quietly humming to yourself. It was somewhat of a surprise that Zoro gave up so easily, knowing that your boyfriend was stubborn to a fault. He stood up; was he really just gonna—

“Up we go,” Zoro huffed, easily slinging you over his shoulder and walking towards a clearer area.

“Hey, hold on!” you shrieked, flailing as he laid you down in the grass.

“Oh come on, baby,” he grinned, pulling your hips plush against his, “I think I’ve earned a little something for all my hard work tonight, and all you’ve done was whine.”

“Excuse me! I also worked hard tonight,” you scoffed, pushing your thighs close together, denying Zoro access to what he wanted most.

“Don’t be a tease,” he growled, sliding a calloused hand between your thighs. Zoro could effortlessly spread your legs faster than even you could open them, and both of you were aware of this. But what was the fun in just giving him what he wanted?

“Me? A tease? I think you’re just being a little unfair. You want a treat, so why can’t I also have one?”

“You’re really pushing my buttons here, babe.”

“I think you’ll get over it.”

“Fine,” he said, “you want a little reward, huh? Somethin’ sweet?”

Your legs were quickly pulled apart, Zoro’s hands quickly moving to cup your ass.

“Might as well get a little treat myself,” he hissed, yanking your panties down to your ankles.

“Wait!” you yelped, “take it slow!”

The pleas that left your lips fell on deaf ears as Zoro dove straight into his midnight snack, snaking his tongue across your folds and plunging it into your wet cunt. Your initial surprise wore off as soon as his tongue entered you, replaced with feelings of reluctant bliss and overpowering your other senses.

“So now the princess doesn’t want her reward?” he gasped, popping his mouth off your clit.

“S-Someone might hear us,” you sputtered, trying to not look at his mouth that was covered with your juices. 

“Oh, come on. You’ve been a real brat today, ya know?” he groaned, giving your ass a hard slap. “Don’t go soft on me now, I know you can take it.”

He went back to his mission, between your legs in order to devour your sweet pussy. Every lick he made caused you to yank your pelvis away, but his tight hold on your hips kept you from escaping grasp, leaving you a pathetic, squirming mess.

“Right there, baby,” you moaned, gripping his hair and yanking him closer, “don’t stop!” 

His hands moved in response to your request for more, sliding his rough hands up to your thighs and throwing them over his shoulders to delve deeper into your poor cunt.

It was overbearing, and you couldn’t decide which was worse—or in this case, better. The way he tongue-fucked you relentlessly, swirling around inside your walls, or the way he’d switch to sucking on your, now swollen, clit. All you could do was curl your toes and grasp at the sleeping bag beneath you, gasping for air as pleasure racked your body.

“Gonna cum, Zo!” you cried, crossing your legs tight around his head.

Zoro squeezed your thighs, lapping at your clit with his tongue as he sucked it for all it was worth, watching eagerly from below as you felt apart.

“Knew you could handle it, sweetheart,” he panted, giving your cunt one last lick before he easily escaped your weakened hold.

“W-What about yo-u!” you yelped as Zoro slapped your cunt, rising from his place beneath you.

“Believe me, I'll get my fill later," he grunted, bringing you up to lay against his chest, “we still have all of tomorrow, right?”

“I guess,” you mumbled, nuzzling into him and readjusting your clothes.

You looked up into the shimmering night sky, beholding the glittering stars above, scattered about their blackened canvas like grains of sand on a beach. 

"You know anything about stars, Zo?" you asked.

"Not a damn thing."

“Well, that one,” you pointed, “is Ursa Major.”

“Hm?” Zoro questioned, looking up in the direction you pointed. “I don’t see anything.”

“Right there! Those are the feet, and that’s the tail, and that little sticky-outy-bit is the head!”

“I guess I kinda see it.”

“And that one is Ursa Minor, with the big long tail.”

“The hell? Are constellations having babies now? Didn’t know stars could fuck.”

“Be more romantic, Zoro,” you begged.

“The sky is Nami’s thing,” he frowned, “I’m not interested unless there’s one that I can fight. Or one shaped like a sword.”

You crossed your arms and pouted, leaning further into his chest.

 “Well, aren’t the stars pretty, at least?”

“I guess,” he muttered, a grin rising to his face.zoro romance

“But I got the prettiest star of all, right?”

[badgerbl00d]

hey I've fallen down a rabbit hole of reading your fics and it's 3am here but they're so good!!! I'm in love ✨✨✨💕💕 i was wondering if I could request a story with Zoro but the reader's ex is there and she doesn't miss him but she runs into him for the first time and she's hurt after he disappeared on her, maybe he's with a bunch of his friends. Zoro comforts her, maybe even embarrasses the ex while they fight off some enemies and stuff. Sorry i know I'm rambling on, but ahhhh i would love to see this come to life! thanks again! :)

hands off

☆ characters: roronoa zoro

☆ up next: captain's girl; shanks x reader

☆ summary: you have an unexpected run-in with your no good ex boyfriend but unfortunately for him, you have zoro with you

☆ a/n: lovedddd writing this! i love writing protective zo :3 thank u for this ask! requests are still open

☆ key: e/n = ex's name

It was a busier night than you and the crew had seen in a while. You were all desperate for a day off of chores and the open ocean so Nami suggested a brief stop at the closest island. 

You’d broken off in groups to spend some time on land and you Zoro and Robin had made your way to a dive bar in town. 

It was a welcome stop– the ship only had sake on it. Franky and Brook had finished the gin during a card game and Sanji had finished off the bourbon in a recipe. 

The three of you found a seat and you took a moment to sink into the torn leather cushion, breathing in the smell of old cigarettes in ashtrays and beer. The neon lights washed you in a warm hue and Zoro couldn’t help but stare at how the blinking lights shifted on your face, changing the shadows of your eyelashes danced on your cheeks. 

He got up, realizing Robin had taken note of his staring and made his way to the bar ordering a drink for himself. 

You and Robin were talking, he could hear your giggling and tried to drown the warmth that erupted in his tummy by downing the drink.

You walked up behind him and hugged him from behind, “Zo-ro!”

He loved the way you said his name, stretching out the first syllable and emphasizing the second. Zou– ro!

“Hey, Y/n,” he said, biting back a smile.

“What’d you order?”

“Sake.”

“Shocking! Gimme a sip.”

He handed you the small bowl, his heart beating faster when your fingers touched.

He watched you sip it and wince as it went down.

“Still gross.”

It was too much to be around you, you were intoxicating and he knew if he spent too much time around you after having had a few drinks he’d most likely say something stupid and embarrass himself. 

He started getting up, awkwardly trying to get you off of his shoulders. 

You let go and took his seat. 

“Here,” he dug around in his pockets and handed you a few bills and several coins.

You shot him a puzzled look.

“Get yourself a drink, since you didn’t like mine.”

“With…” you paused and counted the money, “Three berries and sixty-four.. no, sixty-five cents?”

He shot you a look and snatched the money up, grumbling as he went back to the table. 

A man in the bar quickly took Zoro’s place once he’d walked away and started up a conversation with you, much to Zoro’s irritation. He went and sat with Robin, sipping his drink and playing a game of checkers with her. 

An hour or so had passed and you, sociable as ever, had talked to almost everyone in the bar. 

Robin playfully nudged Zoro in your direction, who was absorbed almost entirely in his sixth cup of sake of the night. 

You were sitting alone at the bar now, ordering yourself a drink. 

Zoro furrowed his brow and took another big sip of his drink, pretending not to understand what Robin was hinting at. 

“Hmph,” he muttered, still not wanting to admit to Robin that his crush had been found out. 

A sudden impulse to go to you and declare his feelings bubbled up in his chest and against his better judgment, he stood up trying to gather the courage to go up and sit with you. It’s not like it would have been weird–he was closer with you than the rest of the crew and he knew you better than anyone (at least that’s what he let himself believe). But tonight, for some reason, he had been feeling nervous around you. He told himself that maybe it was your new perfume, floral and saccharine, and dizzying every time he caught your intoxicating scent or the dress you were wearing that hugged your body in all his favorite places, not that he looked, of course, or maybe it was your hair which was framing your face, now glowing in the soft light of the bar and pink with the warmth of alcohol that was driving him absolutely mad at the thought and sight of you. 

“Better hurry,” she said, getting up to leave, “Looks like a few other people already want to take the open seat next to her.”

A group of younger boys in the corner pushed one of their group toward where you were sitting, sending flirty remarks your way. 

“I’ll see you two back on the ship tonight.” 

You ignored the boys behind you, rolling your eyes at their antics. 

“Mint gimlet, miss,” the bartender said, handing you a drink, winking, “The gentleman over there sent it.”

“Oh? Well, thanks,” you said, looking to see who had guessed your favorite drink. 

Your heartbeat picked up, thumping with a quick, erratic beat against your chest. You felt goosebumps cover your skin and your stomach churned. 

Him. 

It had been two, or was it three?, years. God knows you’d tried contacting him; dozens of letters, calls, messages, just wanting to know what happened. Had you done something? Was he in trouble? Did a year of your life mean nothing to him? All that time, all those kisses and conversations and messy beds and lazy mornings. All the petty arguments and fights and the tears you’d cried in front of him. You had told yourself that there was no way he’d have thrown it all away. But six months after you’d last seen him, leaving your bed in the early hours of the morning, kissing your forehead and promising you dinner that night, he’d responded to one of your letters. 

It was some shitty, half-assed excuse—something about new opportunities and not wanting to tie you down, being your own person. 

A lump in your throat began forming at just the thought of it. 

You looked away from him, blinking back tears, but it was too late. He was headed your way. 

Well, you thought, the least you could do was ignore him. 

He sat one seat away from you, smiling at you like a schoolboy in love. You wanted to break your glass over his head. 

“Hi, sweetheart,” he said, placing his hand over yours, “How are ya?”

He was halfway through a beer, a drink that you now associated with his memory. 

You clenched your jaw and looked straight ahead, ignoring him entirely. 

“At least taste the drink, I know they’re your favorite.”

Zoro, who had been closely watching this entire interaction noted how you tensed up the moment he sat down and placed a steady hand on the handle of his sword. He paused for a moment, closely observing the scene that was playing out before him. He watched you push the drink in front of you away and your soft smile fall into a frown. 

“Leave me alone.”

The man reached over and placed his hand on your thigh and gently squeezed, eliciting visible disgust from you. 

Pushing his hand off you repeated yourself, “Leave me a-lone.”

Zoro was already making his way toward you from the other side of the room, his blood starting to simmer at the sight of your unwanted visitor. 

He stopped at a table about twenty feet away from you, deciding he would wait a bit more before taking any action– he was, after all, somewhat intrigued. 

The man was laughing, but you had never looked so angry.

“I am sorry, sweetheart,” he heard him say, “Let me explain what happened, just hear me out.”

“I don’t care what happened, and I will not hear anything out so long as it’s you speaking,” you responded.

“Did ya miss me? At least answer me that.”

Your hands were balled up into shaky fists, “No.”

The man laughed again, grabbing your drink from in front of you and taking a sip, “Yes, you did. Look how worked up you are! Don’t know how to respond to the sight of me, huh? Am I as handsome as you remember?”

You suddenly felt a large hand on your shoulder and turned to look up and see Zoro, relief sweeping through your body. 

“Hey, Zo,” you said, smiling at him.

“Mind getting me a beer?”

“Not sake?” you asked. He laughed, a lot more than normal, but insisted it was the beer he wanted. 

Tension between you and your ex was already at an all-time high, and your apparent closeness with Zoro wasn’t helping.

The bartender placed the beer in front of you and you pushed it over to Zoro who grabbed it and sat in the empty seat between you and your ex. 

“You know him?” Zoro asked, taking a generous sip of beer. 

You didn’t respond for a second, but eventually nodded, “Yeah.”

“Want me to move?” 

You could see E/n glaring at Zoro. 

You bit the inside of your cheek and looked up at Zoro who had an unreadable sort of expression on his face, something between irritation and apathy. He looked straight ahead and didn’t look at either you or the man to his right. 

Several moments passed without an answer and he turned to look at you, “Didn’t think so.”

“We were having a conversation,” your ex nudged Zoro’s arm. 

You knew the look on Zoro’s face, it was that sort of glazy-eyed focus he fell into before fighting. 

“E/n, we’re done talking.” 

“Are you sure this guy isn’t bothering you, Y/n? I felt like we were close to… reconnecting.”

Ugh, go away.

“Well, we weren’t,” you said.

Zoro stayed silent, sipping his beer, but you could tell he was very aware of everything going on around him. 

“Alright,” he said, getting up. He grabbed his coat and walked over to you, leaning over your shoulder, his chest to your back, and pressed a kiss to your cheek. You watched Zoro’s fist clench out of the side of your eye.

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, “Get off.”

As much as you hated the man, you knew Zoro was very capable of escalating things very quickly and you wanted to avoid causing a scene. 

You felt a small rush of wind on the back of your neck and the cool edge of a blade settle there. 

Uh-oh.

So much for staying calm. 

“Step away from her,” Zoro snarled, “Now.” His sword was extended behind your head and the point was resting on E/n’s chest. 

He put his hands up and smirked at Zoro, “Let’s not get too confident here, buddy.”

He pushed his jacket to the side and rested his hand on the gun that sat on his hip. He drew it slowly and dragged his finger to rest on the trigger.

You remembered that stupid gun and the fight that had ensued when you’d accidentally touched it.

Zoro laughed, loud and bold.

“I’ll have your hands cut off and skinned before you can pull the trigger. Make this a lot easier for yourself and leave.” 

Zoro didn’t look anywhere other than his face. His arm was steady and the sword didn’t waver even an inch. Confident and unwavering, he resembled a tiger before it kills. 

Your ex placed the gun back in its holster and turned to shoot you a pathetic smile, “Are you sure you want me to leave? You won’t see me again.”

You won’t see me again.

For a moment, all that hurt resurfaced. The striking realization that this was it. Your relationship was done and would never be what it had been again. This moment, right now, was truly it. You prepared yourself to say something, anything. But there was a growing lump in your throat so you stopped yourself from answering. You’d never forgive yourself if your voice broke now. 

Zoro moved in front of you, blocking you from his view, “You’re conversation with her is done. You can talk to me and lose your life in the process or you can leave.”

“Bitch,” he muttered under his breath, still looking at you and turning to leave. 

Before he’d even finished saying the word you watched Zoro’s sword cut through the air quicker than you could process, leaving him standing over your ex-boyfriend who was now clutching his bleeding chest on the floor. 

You shot up, suddenly nauseated by the exchange and the unnerving satisfaction you felt. 

Blood was soaking through his shirt and puddling in his palm, his breathing heavy and ragged. 

You grabbed Zoro’s arm and he turned to look at you. His complexion completely changed the moment he looked down at you, concern pouring from all of his features. 

Are you okay? he asked, his eyes speaking for him. 

“Let’s go, Zo,” you said, tugging on his arm, “There’re marines in town.”

He nodded, lowering his sword but he didn’t sheath it. 

“Just give me one more second.”

Zoro crouched down and nudged him with the handle of his sword like a cat playing with its prey. 

“I know you’re alive, so listen ‘cause I’m not gonna repeat myself,” he drew his sword and brought it up next to his ear. You watched silently as he visibly flinched. Zoro brought the blade down to rest on his shoulder, and slid it toward himself, wiping the blood off of the sword and onto his shirt. 

“If I ever see you again. Any time, any place- I guarantee that I will be the last thing you see on Earth. Understood?”

Zoro didn’t move at all, not a muscle, not an inch. He stayed watching the man like a hawk, clutching his bleeding chest until he gave a slight nod. Had you blinked you would’ve missed it. 

Zoro stood up, dusting off his knees and sheathing his sword. 

He turned toward the door and grabbed your hand on his way out taking you with him. 

The urge to turn around and look bubbled up inside you—to see him as devastated as you had been, to see him experience the pain you had felt. 

And as though he had read your mind Zoro gave your hand a squeeze.

Keep walking, he told you. 

You steeled yourself and walked out hand in hand with Zoro, whose hand was warm with speckled blood. 

He led you around the side of the bar, stopping only when you were tucked away in the alley. 

It was silent, neither of you saying anything. 

You looked up at him, making eye contact finally. He seemed somewhat embarrassed, his cheeks were fairly pink. 

You figured maybe he was regretting his rash actions but he was only really freaking out about having held your hand for so long. 

“Zoro…” 

“It’s nothing, really. He was a dick. Ex-boyfriend?” he said, trying badly to hide his jealousy.

It was funny– how he could go from quasi-murderer to shy schoolboy in minutes.

“Something like that,” you replied, looking away from his face, messing around with the hem of your shirt. Your eyes were starting to water again. 

“Hey, hey,” he said, leaning down to take your face between his thumb and forefinger, “What did he do? I’ll go back and kill him.”

You laughed, sniffling in between, “He just… He left me with no explanation and showed up out of nowhere today. It was so long ago I shouldn’t care. I don’t! But seeing him all of a sudden was just-”

Zoro wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest where you let several more tears flow, staining his shirt.

He petted your head, holding you close to him with his free arm unsure of what to say. 

“‘m sorry, Y/n,” he muttered, shuffling his feet, “I shouldn’t’ve asked.”

“It’s okay!” you insisted, wiping your eyes with the backs of your hand. 

Zoro, who’d only known you for a few months, had defended you and your honor without a second thought. And though he’d probably been a little excessive your heart swelled at the thought of how he’d stood up for you. 

““Sorry about your shirt,” you muttered, patting the stains on his chest where you’d soaked his shirt with tears, 

He looked down and smiled, “It’s ok. It’s an old shirt anyway.”

You laughed, “Yeah and it’s not super clean either.”

His cheeks grew pink and he lightly punched your arm.

You suddenly grabbed his hands in yours, surprising him.

You squeezed his hands extra tight and looked up at him, “Thank you, Zoro. Seriously. I don’t know why I didn’t knock him out myself and I never shut down like that but I– Thank you.”

Zoro nodded, giving you a small squeeze back. 

“I would do anything for you,” he admitted. More to himself than you. 

Warmth crept up your neck and into your face. 

“I mean– ‘Cause you’re my crewmate! I’d do anything for any of you guys, obviously. Maybe not Sanji but, well, yes him too just don’t tell him I said that.. But I meant, as in, like,” he rambled suddenly realizing what he’d said. 

His hands still in yours you pulled him down, crashing your lips into his. The sudden addition of his full body weight on top of yours sent you both falling backward, stumbling until your back hit the brick wall behind you. 

“Oh, shit– sorry! Sorry,” he said, pulling away from you.

“No, don’t be! I shouldn’t have….”

“Kissed me?”

“Pulled you so hard,” you responded, your hands still holding the other’s, “Thank you. I hope that shows I really mean it.”

His eyes were looking anywhere but yours and his cheeks were a furious shade of pink. 

His hands were still in yours and he gently shook yours off.

“Zoro?”

He stayed silent, embarrassed and unbelievably happy, and wrapped his arms around you again. You were pulled into his chest and he stayed quiet, hugging you tight. 

Ah, you understood, he didn’t want you seeing him so vulnerable. 

“You know,” you said, your voice muffled by his chest, “I can’t kiss you again if you hold me down here.”

You felt him tense up and his arms stiffen around you. 

“Fine with me,” he grumbled.

“You’re blushing, huh?”

“.........No.”

“Then let me out.”

“Will I get a kiss?”

“Thought you didn’t want one.”

He pushed you off his chest and started marching back in the general direction of the Thousand Sunny, grabbing his bandana and wrapping it around the lower half of his face, leaving you behind.

You laughed and ran behind him trying to grab the bandana away from his face which he was holding out of your reach. 

You could see the ship in the distance and Zoro had started laughing too, getting more and more comfortable with the pink hue of his face. 

Sanji and Nami were a little further down the way yelling at Luffy who’d ran off with a bag of groceries. 

You paused for a moment, looking at all these people who loved you and, all of the sudden, the past wasn’t all that important. 

Zoro turned, noticing your absence. Nami had spotted the two of you and was waving. 

“Coming?”

[ns1zr0]

丂卂Ҝ乇 〃 ゾロ !!

— zoro and you share a cup of sake

ㅤㅤ♥? Roronoa Zoro x Reader

ㅤ#WARNING %ㅤnone

— YOU stare at the festivities happening outside your bedroom window. Seen the residents rejoice in welcoming the prince from a neighboring kingdom who will become your husband. The maids who help you dress up are delighted with the arrival of the groom.

ㅤ"Look, our princess can't wait to meet her groom."

Hearing the words of one of the maids made you blush. Quickly another servant lightly hit his friend who teased you.

ㅤ"Be nicer to the princess!"

ㅤ"But, the princess has been looking at the window which means she really wants to meet her future husband"

You giggled at the two maids arguing.

ㅤ"Haha don't fight anymore, don't you have something to work on?"

The two maids stopped their bickering then continued to do your hair. A few moments later they have finished dressing you, you see your reflection in the mirror.

ㅤ"As usual, you are very beautiful princess! the groom will be mesmerized to see you"

ㅤ"Thank you, all of you"

The maids are starting to leave you to take care of other things. At that time your eyes look sad. Everyone is looking forward to this wedding but not you.

A tear fell. You really want to run away so you don't get married, but surely the guards will catch you soon. You start to sob not caring that your makeup will crumble and smudge.

ㅤ"Hey what is this, shouldn't a bride be happy on her wedding day?"

Your eyes immediately fall on a young man with green hair and three earrings on his left ear, don't forget the scar on his left eye and the three katanas that faithfully accompany him.

ㅤ"Z-Zoro!!!"

You ran and hugged the young man named Zoro. Zoro was surprised and then returned your hug. You are again sobbing in Zoro's arms.

ㅤ"Hey come on don't cry, you'll ruin your makeup"

Zoro gently stroked your cheek which was filled with traces of tears and then kissed your eyelids gently. Your heartbeat slowly accelerates because of Zoro's treatment.

ㅤ"Sorry I'm late"

ㅤ"It's okay Zoro, after all you must have trouble infiltrating the palace"

Zoro chuckled then started to carry you and out through your bedroom window. Luckily your room is located far from the wedding party being held.

ㅤ"Yeah they were a lot of trouble, but today I was lucky they weren't guarding the back door"

Zoro started running on the roof of the palace then jumped right in front of the back door of the palace. He opened the door then closed it and ran into the forest. On the way you ask Zoro.

ㅤ"Anu Zoro, why did you take me to the forest?"

ㅤ"You'll know when you get to the princess."

A few moments later, the two of you arrived at the village where Zoro lived. The village seemed deserted because all the residents went to the capital for a wedding. Zoro takes you to his house which is on a hill not far from the village.

Then the two of you went into his room where there was a bottle of sake and a cup of sake. Zoro poured the sake in the cup and sat down.

ㅤ"Come here [name]"

You walked over to Zoro and sat next to him, but Zoro pulled you into his lap. He brought his face close to your ear and whispered something.

ㅤ"I thought I was late, but luckily I was still in time to take you away"

Zoro blows your ear then starts licking it. Zoro slowly went down your neck and kissed him gently.

ㅤ"Zoro, I love you"

You said while rubbing the scar that crossed his left eye. Zoro smiled softly then kissed your lips softly. butterflies flutter in your stomach.

ㅤ"I love you too, [name]"

Zoro took the cup of sake and brought it closer to the two of you.

ㅤ"Be my bride tonight [name]"

ㅤ"Sure, I'm yours Roronoa Zoro"

You take a sip of the sake as a symbol of the promise you made.

© 2022 elveins

[huyandere]

romance dawn trio

[soaked-doors]

*romance dawns your trio* celebrating the end of the semester with these fools

[atomikats]

it helped

[avenoirn]

treasure hunt

[andaniellight]

they don't make this kind of thing anymore 😔

[akmu]

luffy, zoro and nami | romance dawn trio

[goosebelle]

when these three start sharing a simultaneous braincell it's gonna be over for EVERYONE

[toboldlymuppet]

romance dawn trio

[galamalion]

꒰১໒꒱. 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅

summary. you have plans for a costume party, but zoro has other ideas

⤷ contents. roronoa zoro x afab!reader, nsfw, possessive!zoro, rough sex, slight degradation, roleplay, groping, indirect breeding kink, creampie, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, implied oral (male receiving)

⤷ notes. zoro's always fun to write smut for lol. it's impossible for me not to make him call reader a brat...

"We're gonna be late, quit staring in the mirror!" Zoro called out, pulling on his large boots.

The two of you had been invited to a Halloween party, courtesy of Perona. It was a yearly event, each October the Ghost Queen would throw a ‘spooky rager’ and invite all of Grand Line University. Zoro had asked you out only five months ago, meaning last year you hadn’t gone as a pair, but this time you were going to rectify that.

“I’m almost done, quit worrying!” you fired back, adjusting your crimson cape. While Zoro couldn’t give a shit about costumes or dressing up, you had been planning this outfit ever since the last party, sketching ideas out the day after you woke up and ordering materials months in advance. Lucky for you it was an easy couples costume, all Zoro needed was a pair of ears and a fluffy tail and he was all set.

And now here you were, wearing a lacey, scarlet dress that rose to just the perfect length to prevent any incidents. Upon your shoulders was a long and equally-as-red cape that flowed all the way down to the ground, barely grazing the floor.

You twirled a bit in front of the mirror, striking poses and checking every little detail to make sure it was all flawless. There were no apparent stains, the lace wasn’t ripped, and the ribbons were safely secured in place. You confidently knew that tonight would be—

“Get your tight little ass out here!” Zoro barked, angrily knocking his foot against the entrance door.

You rolled your eyes, dragging your feet out of the bathroom and into the living room where he awaited. Each second was agonizing to zoro, as you were sure to take your sweet time getting to him.

Zoro softly slammed his head into the wall, growing bored of waiting for you and your stupid little costume. This whole ordeal felt like a waste of time to Zoro. Why did he need to dress up like some big-bad-wolf for just a stupid party? He could have just dressed up as a swordsman or something, he even had the swords for it! But, he was begrudgingly pleased that his costume required him to go topless, enjoying the freedom that his bare chest provided him. That didn’t mean he wasn’t still pissed, however. This dumb little party didn’t mean you had to get all pampered up just to—

Any and all thoughts died in Zoro’s head the moment he witnessed you step out into the open room. He could feel his jaw drop to the floor, only able to stare in awe at your appearance. Of course you were beautiful, that wasn’t anything new to Zoro. It was your costume that caught his eye. seeing your short skirt bounce around your hips, watching the lace along the edge graze against your thighs, noticing that those ribbons would make perfect handlebars…

“Zoro!” you shouted, snapping your fingers directly in front of his face. Instantly he perked up, dark eyes shooting to attention and meeting your own. It wasn’t hard to tell what he was thinking about—the drool pooling at the corners of his mouth gave it away—but for the sake of time you chose to ignore it, pushing past Zoro and towards the door.

“Hold on a minute, sugar,” Zoro whistled, grabbing your shoulder from behind and twirling around to meet you. He ran his eyes up and down your body again, taking it all in as if he was a starving man eating the only morsel he’d seen all day. 

“Take a picture,” you rolled your eyes, “it’ll last longer.”

“Come on, don’t be that way, baby,” he teased, “you wanted me to be pumped up for this party, yeah? Well, now I'm real excited for it. Ain't that what you wanted?” Zoro leaned in closer, gently rubbing his thick, calloused fingers into the crook of your neck, creeping up to flick at your hair obnoxiously. 

“That’s enough, marimo,” you put your foot down, shrugging him off. The two of you had a party to get to, and despite the juicy gossip that showing up fashionably late would stir up, you wanted to be able to meet up with all your friends, and Zoro’s needs weren’t going to interrupt tonight.

“Oh?” Zoro taunted, using his free hand to grab at your waist, pulling you flush against his bare chest. “Little Red wants to get away from the Big Bad Wolf, eh? Well, I’m no bookworm, but I don’t believe that’s how the story ends.”

The air suddenly felt thick and heavy, weighing down on you as your cheek landed smack on his soft chest, warming your face up while the rest of your body began to heat up from his words alone. Zoro’s intentions were clear as day, and one quick glance at the clock confirmed you had at least ten minutes to spare before you had to go.

“Rip my costume and you’ll regret it, Mr. Wolf,” you unclasped your cape and let it fall to the floor, reaching up to wrap your arms around his bulky neck.

“No promises, princess,” he grunted, hoisting your legs up and around his sides, carrying you back into the bedroom and tossing you down on the bed, your skirt billowing around your hips and landing on the surrounding blankets.

Zoro prowled towards you, unable to hide his grin as he placed his large hands on your thighs, giving a cautionary squeeze before massaging deeper, bringing his fingers closer to your clothed cunt, teasing you through your panties.

Your hips twitched as he poked and prodded, leaving you tingly and wanting for more. But Zoro seemed content on being an ass, playing with you instead of pleasuring. 

“Get on with it,” you groaned, bringing a leg up to knock him in his stupid green head. In the blink of an eye Zoro caught your ankle, grabbing the other one and spreading them across the bed.

“Riding Hood doesn’t fight back, sweetheart,” he jabbed, sliding a knee between your legs, “she just lays there like a good girl and takes it.”

He swung one of your legs over his shoulder, using his free hand to slide your underwear off and reveal your now drenched pussy to his hungry eyes. Immediately he dove in, shoving his nose into your cunt and licking up and down in long strokes. You bucked against his touch, but your movements were limited as he gripped your thighs harder, pushing you deeping into the bed and pulling you closer to his awaiting mouth.

It was like heaven being beneath Zoro as he ate you out. He alternated between tongue-fucking your sopping hole and kitty-licking your clit, sucking on the sensitive bundle all without breaking eye contact, catching every reaction you made in response to his actions and throwing both legs over his shoulders for easy access.

“There!” you gasped, grasping the bed sheets as you squirmed against his tongue. 

Zoro came up for air, breathing hastily as your cum dripped down his chin, “Haven’t had a meal as good as this in a while,” he panted, “I’m sure Sanji would love to know your secret recipe.”

“M-Maybe I should tell him,” you retorted, “I bet he’d be real interested in seeing the source—”

A quick slap to your thigh brought out a yelp from your lips, followed by a tug towards Zoro who rose to his feet, bringing your pussy plush against his very apparent bulge.

“Too far, Little Red,” he snarled, unbuckling his pants and letting them fall to his ankles, “you’re gonna have to pay for that, ya know?” 

His hand moved to your ass, roughly groping it as he lined up the flushed tip of his cock to your cunt, rubbing it along your pussy lips teasingly.

“K-Knock it off,” you moaned, shaking in anticipation. All Zoro did was chuckle, spanking your ass and moving to spread your folds further apart. 

“C’mon now, say 'please,'" he taunted, “and maybe I’ll forgive you.”

“Please,” you whined, sweat dripping down your body, “just fuck me already!”

“Good enough.” 

Your brained was scrambled as Zoro thrusted into your cunt, knocking whatever air remained out of your lungs. The tip of his cocked kissed your womb as he hammered deep inside, using your thighs as support for his thrusting.

“Pussy’s so tight for me, must’a been real excited for this,” he groaned, slapping his heavy balls against your ass with every thrust, “you take it so well baby.”

The grip Zoro had on your thighs got tighter as he fucked into you with increasing ferocity. His thick, veiny cock hit all the right places on your velvety walls, coiling the building pressure in your abdomen into something pleasure, as your pleas became louder and more desperate.

“'m close,” you cried out, back arching in shocking pleasure. your fingers entangled in his mossy hair as your vision begins to blot in black and electrify in white, all while your mind goes blank, the only thought remaining being Zoro’s fat cock slamming into you over and over again.

“Let it out, Red,” Zoro said through gritted teeth, hips stuttering as he too began to reach his climax. He hunched over your body and gave one last, deep thrust into your wet cunt, filling you up with heavy seed. The excess attempted to leak out, only for his cock to plug you up.

Both of you laid connected, too tired to move after the events that transpired. One look at the clock showed that you were ten minutes late to the party, and yet you couldn’t muster up the will to care. Slowly Zoro exited your pussy, letting the cum finally flow out of you and onto the bed sheets. As the seconds went by, your wits slowly came back to you, and so did the unavoidably aches in your muscles.

“I need a shower now,” you groaned, rolling over and gathering your skirts, doing your best to avoid dirtying your dress.

“We can take a quick bath before heading out,” he rasped, walking to the bathroom, “you better get in soon, cause I’m not drawing another hot one for your ass.”

“How romantic,” you sighed, sprawling out on the bed, legs tired from the constant pulling and tugging. While laying down you began thinking about tonight, the party, and Zoro, and Zoro…

“Screw the party,” you called out, “let’s go buy a shit ton of candy and watch a movie.”

Zoro’s head poked out, a wicked grin on his face. “I can get behind that. A ‘movie,’ huh?” he snickered.

You rolled your eyes, moving to unzip your dress, “I’ll suck your dick if you let me pick the movie.”

“Deal,” a voice resounded in the bathroom, a little too quickly if you were being honest.

Against the wants of your body, you arose from the bed, cum dripping down your legs as you hobbled to the bathroom. The first thing you saw as you entered was Zoro lounging in the bathtub, a little too small for someone as big and brawny as he was, legs spread apart to make room for you. He smiled upon your entrance, beckoning you to join him.

You stepped forward, leaning into the bathtub and crawling between his legs, the hot water soothing your aching legs. Immediately you felt his cock hit your back, clearly aroused despite the round of sex you just had.

“Hey, baby,” Zoro whistled, wrapping his hands around your plush sides and sinking his lips into the crook of your neck, the beginnings of a smile creeping in.

“Think you’re ready for round two?”

[midydoof]

I think about the shuggy wedding gatcha card at least once a week

[beaulesbian]

love that this was specifically the romance dawn trio's reaction to buggy, because they were the ones dealing with him since the orange town arc lol

[mintypsii]

what is this guy's issue 😭

[sibmakesart]

*clenched teeth* romance dawn trio