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The first time Trafalgar D. Water Law meets Roronoa Zoro of the Strawhat Pirates, he’s not Roronoa Zoro of the Strawhat Pirates.
East Blue - 1 year before
“Captain,” Shachi slaps Law’s shoulder. Law bristles. He’s trying to do his maudlin drunk thing. He told Bepo and the others that he wanted a bit of time to himself.
“What is it?” Law snaps.
“I think I know what would help you,” Shachi says. He looks too fucking smug. Law is about to tell him to piss off. A note is slides across the bar top. It’s a brief message: “go 3 blocks west for a good time.”
“Though, he’s actually three blocks east,” Shachi says before Law can process what the note is implying. “I don’t know how he could’ve fucked that up.”
“He’s offering himself up to the worst of the worst,” Law says. “He never seemed that smart.”
“Captain,” Shachi grins. “Hurry and get over there before someone takes your spot.”
The three-block walk isn’t bad. In fact, it’s nice to get a little fresh air from the stuffiness of the tavern. The streets are empty, of course, because it’s past midnight. Law doesn’t feel any kind of unease though, he can hear chatter throughout homes that left their windows open. Children laughing and fathers drinking.
He’s finally down his fifth alleyway when he sees him. It’s hard to miss. Green hair that stands out like a lightbulb. He’s dressed simply, haramaki for his three (?) swords. He’s got his back turned to Law, but Law knows the kid knows he’s there.
“Did you bring booze?” The kid asks.
Law squints. “I was supposed to?”
“Yeah,” the kid looks at him like he’s an idiot.
Jesus Christ.
“Room,” Law says and before the kid can get another word out, “Shambles.”
It’s the closest bottle of wine he could find.
“I don’t drink red,” the kid says, picking up the bottle and examining it. It’s nothing to write home about, definitely on the cheaper side and something he definitely stole from someone’s home.
“I don’t care,” Law answers. “I got you alcohol.”
The kid shrugs. He takes a large gulp before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Mouth, ass or pussy?”
“Ass,” Law says immediately. The kid snorts before walking over to the barrel of wooden boxes piled up and leans forward on them until his ass is sticking out.
“Alright man,” the kid says. “Get to it.”
“Law,” Law says. “Say my name.”
“Roronoa,” the kid, Roronoa responds. “Now are we done with the friendlies?”
“Do you want me?” Law asks, spreading the wet head of his cock over Roronoa’s hole.
“Ohmigod, shut up,” Roronoa says. “I’ve had enough shitty dirty talk for today.”
Law can’t help it. He pulls the kid up by his hair, until his back is flushed with Law’s chest, and he can feel Law’s heartbeat. “You’ve got a mouth on you, don’t you?”
“Kinda why I’m here,” Roronoa responds. “It’s — Ah!”
That sound is from Law pressing his cock into Roronoa’s hole without warning. He should definitely know better, but the kid is loose enough, Law doesn’t really wanna think about how many men were here before him — he just needs to get off. It’s wet, and warm inside and Law thinks if he wasn’t a doctor he would definitely need to see one after this. The kid’s still tight, though, and Law has been without someone to use for quite some time now. It’s hitting the spot.
“Shut you right up,” Law grins. He lets go of Roronoa’s hair, and the kid immediately flops forward. Face flat on the boards. He’s panting already, making sounds Law isn’t sure are real. Law doesn’t slow down his brutal thrusts. His grip is so tight on Roronoa’s hips, he’s positive that he’ll leave bruises.
The kid doesn’t quiet down either, and Law thinks that maybe the noises are real. He’s moaning, his hand flying back to try to pull Law in deeper by the cleft of his ass. “You want it harder princess?”
“Yes, Law,” Roronoa hisses. Law stutters his hips.
“Hmm…” Law drawls. His cock was so hard it almost hurt but the image of Zoro so desperate was enough for him to hold off. He was sure his lover didn’t even know he was bouncing his ass on Law’s cock.
Zoro shrieks when Law thrusts his cock into his hole, all the way down to the base. He starts bouncing his ass up and down, forcing a guttural groan out of Law. He fucking loved when Zoro did that. “Fuck,” Law curses. His hands land on Zoro’s hips but he didn’t stop the other from moving.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Law purrs, “fuck yourself for me.”
Zoro whines and pushes himself flush against Law, wiggling his ass. They thrust in unison, Law pushing his cock into Zoro’s hole and watching as he pushes back with just as much force. He squeezes Roronoa’s hips and drove his cock deeper and deeper into his hole.
“Law! Fuck! Oh, oh—yes,” Roronoa sobs. “Hngggg—”
Law watches on as he fucks Roronoa dumb. He sort of hopes that this is the best fuck the kid got today, and it’s kind turning out to be possible.
“Roronoa…kid, fuck…” Law groans as he loses himself in the stranger’s heat. “Tell me it feels good.”
“Mnh—Mn—!” Roronoa whines, no longer capable of words. Law’s cock twitches at the display, and he drives home a bit too quickly, drawing a choked sound out of Roronoa.
It’s long before he comes, soon after Roronoa does, who doesn’t even take a moment to breathe after Law pulls out of him to set his outfit back to the way it was. It’s wrinkled, considering how many men had already grabbed it and yanked it to guide Roronoa where they wanted him.
The kid is barely paying him any mind, Law certainly should get the fuck out of here by now. It’s over and there’s probably a line of perverts waiting on the other side.
“Why do I feel like this won’t be the last I see of you?” Law asks. It’s fucking stupid. This kid probably will not live past twenty if he’s doing shit like this at eighteen. He doesn’t even have a keeper.
Roronoa looks at him. “Probably. Unless I’m coming to kill you.”
Law blinks. “Pirate Hunter?”
“The only one,” Roronoa says.
“I don’t think you’ll ever be able to do that,” Law says. He’d like to see him try, though.
Sabaody
“Did you hear?” Eustace is saying through a mouthful of food. Law has to look away. “Strawhat Luffy and his crew arrived.”
“Hm,” Law smirks. “Just the kid I was waiting for.”
“You think he’s fit for the New World?” Eustace asks.
“We’ll see,” Law says.
“Nico Robin and Pirate Hunter Zoro, as well,” Eustace licks his lips.
Law runs into just the man he was looking for. He looks like an absolute slut, and he’s clearly lost — Zoro isn’t sure what or how he got here, apparently. It’s whatever, because they find another alley and Law pulls his cock out without another word.
Zoro only looks at his cock for about a second before he gets it.
“Don’t think we’re supposed to be cordial,” Zoro says, sinking to his knees. He makes quick work of getting Law out of his skinny jeans, stroking him just once, twice, before swallowing Law down. Law doesn’t keep in the moan that comes out of his throat. He wants Zoro to know how much of a good job he’s doing.
Law laughs. “This is cordial to you?” No wonder you let any man do whatever he wants.
“Don’t tell my captain,” Zoro continues. There’s something there, that Law should leave alone, but the words instill a ripe additional need for competition.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart,” Law lies.
If Bepo asks where he went, he wonders if he’ll believe him he got lost.
So, now they’re here. Somewhere on a grassy area where he thinks no one will probably find them, hopefully, and Roronoa Zoro of the Strawhat Pirates is on his lap and bouncing on his cock. He can’t stop staring at Zoro’s tits, the fucking scar that is slashed across his chest. The one from Dracule Mihawk that Law had heard about through the grapevine.
It’s impressive. So are the size of his tits. Got it removed just for it to come back triple in muscle. Fuck.
Zoro’s hot, fucking leaking and so damn tight that Law’s mind blanks for a moment. His mind flows back to the day he first saw Zoro, much more baby faced and less sure of himself. It’s amazing to see what a year does.
Law’s eyes roll back and his mouth falls open as Zoro clenches involuntarily. Zoro sucks on his bottom lip as he muffles his whines and slowly sets his weight in Law’s lap.
“Roronoa-ya,” Law whispers. He doesn’t know what he wants to say.
Law doesn’t get a second to collect himself though, because Zoro is instantly fucking himself on Law’s cock like he’s desperate for it. He grinds into Law roughly, firmly, his hips shaking against Law’s own as he rides him roughly. And Law’s hips move out of reflex, thrusting up into Zoro with sharp jolts as he fucks the swordsman roughly. His hands don’t stop for a second, roaming all over Zoro’s body, unable to get enough of him.
Law momentarily wonders who the one being fucked is, here.
Law’s hands finally settle on Zoro’s plump ass as he presses their bodies impossibly closer, finally gaining enough brain power to kiss Zoro back. Zoro should be the one getting fucked silly. What the fuck.
Their movements become so much more frantic and rougher. The sound of wet skin slapping against skin floating in the space that is outdoors.
Law’s close. He’s not sure where Zoro is. That doesn’t stop Law from wrapping his arm tight around Zoro’s lower back as his other hand trails over Zoro’s thigh and dips between his legs. His hand travels through the rough hair that buries Zoro’s pussy. He turns his wrist up and presses his fingers to Zoro’s clit, rubbing the swollen nub as quickly as he can to bring Zoro pleasure.
Zoro’s head tips back as he moans, his eyes rolling back visibly as his hands come around the back of Law’s neck and cling to him.
Law’s eyes close shut, and he moans against Zoro’s skin as he tries pulling Zoro closer against his body, his thrusts speeding up and becoming harder into Zoro’s body. Sharp, little jolts of his hips are all he can manage as he pounds into Zoro’s body, still trying to stroke his clit properly.
Zoro comes first. Success. Zoro’s hips jolt up into Law’s fingers as he cries out, and Law feels the extra heat and wetness around his cock. He doesn’t slow his pace, even when only a few moments later he’s reaching his own climax, his own hold on Zoro becoming biting, nails digging into Zoro’s lower back as he comes inside him.
Law growls. “Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me.”
They’re like that long enough that Law’s cock softens completely, and he’s sure that he almost passes out. But then Zoro’s shifting, lifting his hips to allow Law to slip from his body before he rolls to the side and collapses on the ground beside Law. Zoro huffs out a deep breath and tilts his head up to look at Law, his bottom lip bitten between his teeth.
It’s a quick moment before Zoro is grabbing his clothes again and getting dressed. Christ.
“Do you think, when I defeat Strawhat, you’ll come be my first mate and warm my cock like you do his?” Law asks when Zoro is picking up his swords. Too far.
He knew it.
But he has to dodge the sheathed sword, anyway. He’s on the ground, but Zoro’s on top of him, and his face is red with anger.
“Watch your fucking mouth,” Zoro says. “I’ll fucking kill you.”
“Hmm,” Law smirks. He’s a sensitive one. “I see.”
Zoro furrows his brows. “What do you see?”
“Nothing.” Law shakes his head. “You better get back to your captain.”
The Thousand Sunny
Zoro takes him to the aquarium. He says that no one comes here at night, even the ones on watch.
“So this is the fuck room,” Law concludes.
Zoro shrugs. He’s not even fucking ashamed. “Franky built it.”
Law doesn’t say a thing else as Zoro undresses.
Now they’re here, Law leaning over Zoro as he fucks into him. Zoro’s flat on his back, enjoying whatever Law’s giving to him. Only making noises in complaint when Law slows down or tries to change the direction of his thrusts.
“I think I actually like the nickname when it’s coming out of your mouth,” Law admits.
Zoro lets out a moan that’s positively fake. “Oh, Torao, more!”
Law groans at it nonetheless. He’s in very fucking deep. He’s screwed.
“Fuck you,” Law spits.
“That’s what you’re doing, isn’t it?” Zoro asks with a grin. Law isn’t fucking him hard enough. He wants that grin wiped off the fucker’s face.”
“Gonna fill you up,” Law says, returning to the task at hand. “You always look so good with my come, Zoro-ya.”
Zoro whines.
“What do you think your captain would say if I returned you back full of my seed?” Law asks. He’s probably not going to get a response out of Zoro, too far gone and too well fucked.
He continues, “What would your captain do if I knocked you up?”
“Don’t,” Zoro growls, but law isn’t sure if Zoro is telling him don’t knock him up or don’t bring up Luffy. Either one provokes Law.
“But, really—“
Law doesn’t expect Zoro to pull him down by his ear. He feels Zoro’s lips against the shell of his ear. “Say one more fucking thing about my captain and you’re coming in your hand.”
The threat is meaningless anyway, because Law comes right then and there. He continues thrusting in as his cock softens, watching the way Zoro rubs furiously at his clit. It’s so fucking big — Law knows it’s the hormones, of course, but it always amazes him when Zoro takes his pants off.
Later, they’re both on the floor. Zoro’s leaning back against the couch, settling in for the night. He’s so odd, Law thinks.
“By the way,” Law says as Zoro passes him the quarter full bottle of sake. “Strawhat-ya let’s you fuck other guys in here?”
“No,” Zoro says, his eyes are still closed. He’s really about to fall asleep here, isn’t he?
Law freezes. “Don’t tell me.”
“Nah,” Zoro waves a hand. “He knows. Captain’s orders.”
The Heart Pirates Submarine
Zoro sucks cock like a champ. Like, he does it the way he does everything else. Until it’s done. He leaves no leftovers. Law feels insane as he grips the leather of his chair in his lab. Zoro shouldn’t be in here — at all. Not with his hygiene and not with what they’re doing, but.
Zoro came down and said he couldn’t sleep. Law had joked, ‘would cock make you go to sleep?’ He hadn’t expected that Zoro would confirm the affirmative.
So Zoro’s here, on his knees between Law’s thighs. A sight all too familiar with the amount of times they’ve fucked on here. Penguin had a few words with him the other day about fucking in the bathrooms. Apparently the sound vibrates throughout.
Back to the topic at hand, the slut on his knees, swallowing down Law’s cock like it’s the first meal he’s had in forever. Law wants to paint his pretty face with his come. He knows Zoro will let him. The swordsman loves mess, loves to fuck without protection. Worst of all, he leaves Law to clean it up.
“Who taught you?” Law asks. “Mihawk?”
Zoro pulls off to give Law a strange look. Law isn’t sure if it’s a yes or a no. He assumes he’ll probably never get the answer when Zoro puts his mouth back around Law’s cock.
“I’m gonna come,” Law announces.
Wano
He’s not supposed to be seen with him, really. But he hasn’t had a taste of Zoro in a while.
That’s why he’s eating him out from the back on the bathroom counter of this tavern. It should be nasty, it is, Law isn’t one for public bathroom sex. Especially when they’re supposed to be undercover.
Law hears the chatter of drunk men outside the door but it doesn’t stop him.
He hitches Zoro higher, closing his eyes as Zoro shifts his weight to lower himself down again to his face. He presses one last kiss to Zoro's thigh, right at the damp crease that is thick with green hair.
"Law," Zoro whispers.
Law presses his tongue against Zoro's cunt, savouring the musky taste of him. Zoro always tastes so fucking good. He knows it’s sweat, and grime and he doesn’t give a shit.
Groaning, he clutches Zoro's thighs more tightly, digging his fingers in, and ran his tongue slowly up and down along Zoro's wet folds. Zoro’s already so fucking turned on, and Law follows the wetness with his tongue, the tip of his tongue flirting with Zoro's hole.
Above him, Zoro groans, starting to move his hips slightly. "Fuck, Law—"
"Take what you need," Law pants, lifting his chin briefly to speak. "Ride my face Zoro-ya."
Zoro makes a wounded sound of arousal and moves his hand down to cup Law's head. Closes his fist against Law's scalp and rolls his hips, grinding against Law's mouth and chin. It feels incredible to be used by Zoro like that, Law thinks. Law lets out a moan as he gives Zoro more of his tongue to work with. He swallows thickly, then again, taking Zoro's cock into his mouth, dragging his tongue deliberately over Zoro's swollen clit.
"Oh, fuck, Torao fuck," Zoro groaned. He rolled his hips, as much as he could with Law keeping a firm grip on them. "Suck it, please—suck my dick, Law."
A shudder of pleasure runs through Law and he hurries to comply, closing his mouth around Zoro's clit and sucking it hard.
"Torao, fuck," Zoro curses, his fingers clenching tight in Law's hair again. Pulling hard. "D-don't stop, please—"
Oh, he’s begging.
Law closes his eyes and keeps up the pace as best he could—aching for Zoro's release as if it were his own. It comes finally, a wet rush that spills over his chin and throat. He fucking squirted. He holds onto Zoro’s thighs tighter as he swallows reflexively, not realising at first that he was moaning loudly until Zoro loosened his grip on his hair to check that he was alright.
“I came so fucking hard. You okay?” Law opened his eyes, blinking up at Zoro. He licks his wet lips, getting another taste of Zoro’s come. He growls, then tilts his chin up and drags his tongue against Zoro's cunt again.
“Oh, fuck,” Zoro groans. “Again?”
Wano, Pt. 2
Law isn’t sure how he got into this mess. One minute he was yelling at Strawhat for causing a scene the moment he stepped into Wano, the next minute he’s in a room, with Strawhat fucking the shit out of Roronoa Zoro.
The optics aren’t great.
A nineteen-year-old is showing him how he fucks his first mate. And Law has no intention of leaving.
“Zoro always tells me about how you fuck him,” Luffy says. Law shudders. “It turns me on.”
Law hums to let Luffy know he heard him. He’s not sure if he’s supposed to speak.
Zoro’s on his hands and knees on the makeshift mattress. The mewling sounds pouring out from his mouth sound unfucking real. His voice is pitched higher for Luffy, than it is with Law, and Law’s jaw clenches. Law watches the way Luffy has full control over Zoro. Zoro doesn’t fight or bite back like he does with Law.
He completely submits.
Law wonders if Zoro would ever do this for him one day.
Luffy doesn’t seem like the jealous type.
“Luffy,” Zoro sobs. “I’m close.”
“Hmm,” Luffy says. He leans down and kisses the nape of Zoro’s hair. It’s soft, in the roughness of it all. “I’m not, though. Can you wait?”
Zoro nods silently. Law lets his hand fall to his cock. He’s already here, isn’t he? What more is it if he fucking gets off to this kid fucking the life out of the first-mate he wants to steal? He wonders, as he flicks the head, if he should hold off until Zoro comes. Or Luffy comes. Is Law allowed to come?
He’s not really sure.
His cockhead is wet, spurting pre-come, and he bucks up into his fist reflexively.
“Yeah, Torao,” Luffy calls. “Fuck yourself.” Law does.