"There's no way." Nami chuckled.

"But! But we did!" Sanji pleaded, "You have to believe me!"

"Sanji there is no way you had a one night stand with Zoro. He never bats an eye at you. Yet alone wants to shove his dick in you."

"Nami you have to believe me. It happened!"

"Where's your proof?"

Sanji remained quiet looking down to his cup of coffee.

"Uh huh that's what I thought. It didn't happen. Your delusional."

Sanji growled getting up and storming out of the cafe. He had to get proof.

Sanji sat in his apartment. Wrapped in a white and gold robe. He felt dirty. The camera propped up in a potted plant was his proof. And Zoro wasn't going to find out.

Once the door opened and shut he turned to Zoro shrugging off his coat. Sanji turned to him and smiled.

"If your hungry there's something I whipped up for you in the microwave." Sanji purred, "Unless your hungry for something else."

Zoro cocked a brow to him.

"Oh?"

Sanji hummed climbing off the couch and went up to him. His fingers curled around the silk ribbon. Pulling slightly to undo the bow and let the silk fall to his feet. Zoro's gaze was fixed onto the pale man. Sanji smirked watching his eye cloud over with lust.

"Maybe I was wrong?" Sanji hummed, "Maybe your not hungry for me afterall."

Bending down to pick up his robe Zoro's eye kept to his form. As he slowly got up and pulled on his robe. Once Sanji started to pull on his robe. Zoro's gripped onto it and yanked it off. He shoved Sanji against the back of the couch.

"You know better than to play with me like that." Zoro growled.

Flipping the blonde onto the couch Zoro kicked off his shoes. He climbed on top of the blonde. His lips attacked Sanji's. Kissing him feverishly. Tongue lapping across teeth and nipping at lips. Sanji tugged at his shirt earning the brute to pull back. Quickly tearing off his shirt, lips attacked one another again.

Zoro's lips trailed off to his cheek to down to his neck. His blunt tongue licking over his skin. Before biting down on him. Sanji moaned clutching onto his fresh and wild green hair. Chuckling Zoro sucked down on his flesh before pulling back with a pop. He grinned to the blossoming mark on his neck.

He needed more.

"Zoro. Shouldn't we. Get to it. I don't have all day." Sanji hummed. He cocked a brow pulling back to look at the blonde.

"What's the rush? I want to take you nice and easy today." Zoro asked.

"I uh. Am in a rough mood."

Sanji frowned to the devilish grin on Zoro's face. He shuddered to his tongue rolling across his lips.

"I see. Then." Zoro hummed sitting back unfastening his belt and fly. His thumb flicking off his pants button and hooking into his boxers, "Why don't you prepare me and I'll prepare you."

"But-"

Zoro licked over his blunt and corse fingers.

"What's the matter cook? My cock too big for your weak and pathetic jaw?"

Sanji growled crawling into Zoro's lap and yanked down his boxers. Revealing his hardened length.

"Get me nice and wet cook. I'm not letting you go until all those riled up nerves of yours are settled." Zoro grinned.

Sanji hesitated before kissing down the tip of his cock. His lips soon parted over the tip and started at his length. Zoro's hand slapped over his ass before clutching onto his cheek. His middle finger pressed into his puckered entrance. Sanji moaned softly as Zoro softly pumped his finger.

Both moaning and groaning. Zoro pressed in another finger as Sanji sucked deeper.

"Zoro. I. I need more."

"I know you do." Zoro smirked. Pulling away he tilted Sanji's head up and kissed him softly. He pulled Sanji into his lap. Sanji resting on Zoro's shoulder. Zoro's hand kept to Sanj's hip guiding him down onto his cock. His eyes glanced up to the plant. Furrowed to the blinking red light and smirked.

"Oh. I see." Zoro muttered.

"What?" Sanji asked.

Zoro slammed Sanji down onto his lap earning a ruggaged moan from the cook.

"You want it nice and rough didn't ya?" Zoro hummed.

"I ugh. I."

Thrusting his hips up Sanji gave a muffled moan into his neck. Zoro smirked thrusting hard and sharp into the cook. Earning pleased moans and nails puncturing into his flesh. His moans pleaded harder. More. Fuck me you idiot.
Until his cum spewed onto the both of them.

Sanji panted harshly lying limp on the crook of his neck. Zoro flipped him over keeping his legs apart and a hand took his neck.

"Smile for the camera darling." Zoro hummed, "I'm not finished with you just yet."

Sanji tensed as Zoro grinned into his ear.

"Ewe. Okay you could of took a picture and I would've believed you more that way." Nami spoke in a disgusted tone.
Sanji chuckled taking back the camera. Zoro cocked a brow standing behind them.

"I still don't believe that actually happened. Zoro wants nothing to do with you. Why would he do that?" Nami sighed.

"Because the cook has a nice ass and it would be a shame to see it not put to good use." Zoro smirked.

Sanji froze as Nami turned to him.

"Did Sanji put you up to this? I hardly believe you would do anything to him."

"I would do a lot of things to that temple he calls a body. Did he tell you how it all started? Hm? Getting his lightweight drunk ass on his knees and pleaded to suck my dick? His mouth and tongue are divine. It's one way to get him to shut up. Instead of spewing garbage a-"

"Okay. Okay. I get it. You two are fuck buddies. I'm leaving before you two get me sick."

Nami grabbed her things before leaving. Zoro chuckled and took the spot next to Sanji. His lips pressed in a line and his eyes looking at the table.

"Sanji. Would you. Like to get dinner sometime?"

Perking up Sanji turned to him and smiled softly.

"I'd love to."