Catnip

"Catnip"

orig. unknown (before 2016)

Elly x Zoro (pre time skip)

"Awkward First Steps" scenario

Non-Canon Anime/Manga: ONE PIECE

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Sanji peered around the corner of the florist he'd been window-shopping at, his visible eye wide. The building on the other side of the cobbled street was a pet shop, and he'd just seen an unmistakable haramaki-wearing idiot wander inside.

This has got to be good, he chuckled to himself as he quickly crossed over and opened the door. The bell tinkled musically and he immediately spotted the big man in front of a counter looking uncharacteristically nervous.

"So let me guess. This girl you like has a cat, and you want to impress the lady by winning her pet over." The female clerk cocked a quizzical eyebrow at the green-haired man, who seemed uncomfortable for some reason. "Don't be shy - we see it all the time here." She shrugged.

"Oh, yes. Zoro here would do anything to win this little kitten over," Sanji assured the woman with a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he draped an arm about the big man's shoulders. Zoro glanced quickly up, annoyance passing over his face as he grit his teeth and glared at him. His blush intensified but he said nothing to contradict the cook.

"I saw you go inside and wanted to help." Sanji's smile was beautiful. He simply oozed sincerity as he faced the counter and gestured to the clerk. "Can't go wrong with catnip," he pointed out.

"Eh?" Forgetting his ire for a moment the swordsman thought this over. He didn't know much about pets but he remembered that was something they did like. The perverted cook had used mint in the Davy Back fights on that one cat, for instance. He wasn't sure why it worked, though.

"Oh!" The woman smiled broadly. "That's our best seller. We have a spray bottle of concentrated catnip. Spray it on any of her favorite toys, anything, and she'll go wild. Guys sometimes use it on themselves so that it looks like a finicky pet likes them." She cast a sly look at the big guy but he seemed lost in thought.

"'Go wild'?" He finally asked in an odd voice.

"Catnip makes them high." The cook shrugged.

"What!" Startled beyond belief he actually choked a little. The woman was confused by his vehemence.

"It doesn't hurt them," she assured Zoro quickly. "The effects are said to be like an aphrodisiac on the females."

He blushed even harder. "A what."

"Many react to the smell like female cats in heat do. Every cat responds differently to the herb, but most love it. They won't overdose or anything and I've never known any cat to be hurt by it. Otherwise we wouldn't sell it."

"I don't..."

But Sanji was pushing coins across the counter. "He'll take the spray bottle. Thanks."

"Why did you do that?!" Zoro was more than irritable as they left the small shop. In his hand he clutched the small bottle and he glanced at it distrustfully.

"You need to be pushed into doing something. Don't get me wrong. I'm doing this for her sake more than yours." He sniffed. "Christ, just get her alone and spray some on your neck or something. You'll thank me later." He grinned and ducked the punch the embarrassed swordsman threw at his head.

Zoro had ample time to consider what he was thinking of doing as the crew ate dinner together and spent time with their assorted amusements afterward. The night crept inexorably on and he still couldn't decide if it was wrong or not when something happened that made up his mind for him. As he was pacing on the deck between the trees in the deep shadows, he heard a soft noise and peered out. Elly was climbing the rigging on the side of the ship with no apparent effort like the feline she was. He watched as she leapt from one section of ropes to the deck and then back to the mast, tail swaying about her human body and ears flicking in the ocean breeze. She mostly stayed in that "middle" form now, a comfortable medium between human and cat. Her human parts were far more interesting to him as she swung about, though. After he'd watched for a short time he shook his head and stepped out into the dim moonlight.

"Hey."

"Hi," she said cheerfully, dropping to the grass and shaking herself lightly. She ran a hand through her short lavender hair and grinned at him, sharp canines flashing. "Marimo-kun."

"Quit." He glared at her, not really meaning it.

"What'm I supposed to call you, then?" She batted her eyelashes at him. "Mr. Bushido like Robin does?" She made a face.

Zoro blinked.  "You won't believe what that stupid cook called you earlier," he said.

"Oh?"

He glanced quickly aside. "...never mind. You're too old to be a kitten."

"Gee. Thanks." Elly's tone was acidic. Her ears laid back in irritation.

"All right, all right. I didn't mean you were old. You're..." He groped for a word.

"No, I am old. I just thought it would be nice to be called something else for a change." She sniffed. "My name, for one," she muttered under her breath.

"Kitten?"

"Damn it, that's not my name..." She laughed despite herself and laid a hand lightly on his wrist. "All right. It's sort of cute. I like it. But why the hell you'd want to call me something cute I'll never understand."

"Reverse psychology crap?"

"No, the truth." She stuck her tongue out at him. He frowned at her and pulled his hand out of his haramaki to scratch his chest.

"I'll be right back," he told her and quietly left for the men's bathroom.

Elly waited patiently until he strolled back out with a nervous expression on his face.

"That was quick, what -" She paused, sniffing at the air as he came closer. Then her eyes widened. "Did you put cologne on?"

He coughed apologetically. "Not really."

"Catnip." She reached out and poked him gently on the neck. "There is no way that got on you by accident." As he stood there, amazed, she slowly wrapped her arms around him.

"Hey, kit," he murmured. "You all right?"

"I'm fine," she said in a dazed voice. "You know what that does, right? And you put it on your neck, y - your body." Her lavender eyes widened.

"Yeah." He looked terribly embarrassed now. Elly reached up and warmly clasped the back of his big neck in one soft palm.

"All you had to do was act interested," she huffed in exasperation, pulling the stunned young man down to nuzzle where he had sprayed the catnip. She flicked out her tongue and then looked up when she felt him tense. "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have done that," he groaned.

"Oh for the love of ...do I look drugged to you? I know that's what you're thinking." Her hands tugged and he blinked down at her. "Come closer," she insisted.

"Cat," he murmured nervously.

"I know what I'm doing and I know what I want, and what I've wanted is you, for what feels like forever."

"What?!"

"You heard me!" Elly climbed up his tense body and bit his neck. His heavy breathing grew even more hoarse as he struggled to hold her without grasping anything untoward. She wriggled against him and he groaned, hands clenching, lightly squeezing her waist.

"I didn't mean ..."

"Yeah, but do you want me?"

"Huh?" His face looked completely adorable when it was confused, she thought as he sweated nervously under her.

"Not 'what you meant'," she explained. "This happened instead. Do you want me?"

"Yes," he gasped quickly. Elly got the sense that he'd forced it out so that he wouldn't think about it too much. From the darkening blush on his face he appeared embarrassed as hell that he'd admitted it.

She purred happily and absently kneaded at his chest with her hands. "Good."

"Not here," he choked, eyes widening further. He crab-walked backwards with her sitting on him until his back rammed up against the tree. The deck was full of shadows there that even the wan moonlight didn't reach, but it still made him nervous.

"I'm certainly not going to wait any longer." She wormed her hand under his haramaki.

"What? Wait..!"

"This thing really does keep your belly warm, doesn't it?"

"Crap..." He arched backwards, his eyes squeezed shut and his face bright red. Maybe it hadn't been a good idea to put the spray, well...

"You even put it here? Well, well, well. We are serious, aren't we?"

Pity Party

"Pity Party"

orig. 3/24/2011

Elly x Sanji (mundane universe)

Innuendo, PG-13

Anime/Manga: ONE PIECE

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Elly averted her eyes. It was the day of his birthday and Sanji was having a huge party, so naturally the fuss started the moment he woke up. Everything had to be perfect! She watched as he dashed about the condo they lived in. He was clad only in white, blue-striped boxers and unabashed as usual. At the moment he was fussing over the room decorations with their other female room mate who was trying to help.

Why she had agreed to live in this situation - one man and two ladies, neither one "going out" with him -- well, that was easy. She needed help with the rent, one, and two: she was madly in love with the man. The other woman in this scenario had never really been a friend, but she tolerated her out of necessity.

I bet they've slept together, Elly thought dismally. She had no basis for the fact except Sanji was always catering to her like he did all beautiful women. And of course she had a low opinion of the girl anyway; she'd sleep with anything anyway. Elly wrinkled her nose when she thought of the guys she'd seen her come home with. She used to be pleasant enough towards her, giving her a ride to work now and then. She had given up halfway through the first year when the other woman had left her stranded at a mall.

No, the best friend she had was the one she was in love with.

Phooey.

She was ignored throughout the morning while the rooms were decorated, though she tried to help by offering to put up the balloons and more. She was just in the way and she finally settled for sitting in a chair in a corner while the two scurried about, greeting guests and whatnot. The situation seemed simple, but it was crushing her. Elly swallowed hard, closing her eyes as she did so. Her mind was filled with flames and a seething self-pity that she tried to squash to no avail. She felt bad for herself. There he was - the guy she wanted, the one she was in love with -- and here she was: fat, unattractive and dull. Well, compared to these ladies she was unremarkable in every way, so she supposed "dull" worked well enough to describe her. She tugged a strand of dark hair around, staring at it morosely. In comparison to the bright cascade of blonds all around (including him, she thought in dark amusement) it seemed a disgusting color. There was even some gray in it.

No matter that most of that hair was bleached, either. He didn't seem to care; all that it took was an impossibly slender figure with a huge fake chest and slathering of makeup. Her shoulders slumped.

How could she compete with that? The answer was obvious: she couldn't. She knew she should have tried to get along without him a long time ago but they were friends. He could talk to her like he couldn't the "pretty ones", for one.

Except when the "pretty ones" were around of course.

"Hey, why aren't you having fun?" An annoying, bright-eyed waif bubbled up towards her. "You should get out here! We're playing party games!" She grabbed Elly's arm and tugged her towards the center of the seething mass.

 "I don't want to -" Her reply was cut off by the slight pause in the festivities as all the ladies stared at her. Then, as she knew they would, they dismissed her and turned back to trying to flirt the most attention out of the birthday boy. "Yeah, that's right," she hissed between clenched teeth. "I'm not a threat."

Her would-be benefactor had moved off, considering her act of charity complete. Elly melted into the background, slowly fading back until she could make a dash for the bedroom. She walked quickly down the hallway towards the safety of her personal haven, not wanting to ruin his day with a display of ugliness. She wasn't quite sure, however, if she meant her appearance or inner thoughts. She curled quietly up in her bed with all the lights turned off, hoping to sleep until they were all gone. The haunting thought that he might bring a girl into his room and she'd hear them kept her awake far into the night, however.

When things grew quiet several hours later she rubbed her sandy eyes and got up. She had a fierce thirst and hadn't thought to bring a glass of water in with her. Stumbling down the hall - she wasn't graceful when she first got up at all, more like a beached whale -- Elly tried to be as quiet as possible. As she was filling her glass up at the sink she realized she'd alerted him to her presence despite her precautions.  A tall, thin shadow loomed in the doorway. She winced.

"Hey."

"Oh, sorry," she murmured apologetically, casting her eyes down. "I just needed some water. I'm out." She stepped to the door but he stood in her way until she looked up.

Sanji was wearing a blue satin robe belted loosely about his waist: her present to him this year. She noticed that if he had a choice in the matter, he always picked blue and had chosen this accordingly. He'd certainly needed a new one, since his other had been worn thin with a few holes in it. One bare, stubbled leg was stuck out holding the door open.

"I thought you were sick or something." The fine gold hair on the side of his face shifted as he bent towards her, frowning. "God, you look awful."

She grimaced. "Thanks. Listen, I'm sorry... you were so happy and everything, I just left my gift with the others and went to lie down. Happy birthday," she added weakly.

"Wait a minute." He clearly wasn't listening and it was making her nervous. He placed his hand under her chin and turned her face carefully towards the light. "Were you crying?"

"Wh - what? No!"

He eyed her suspiciously, his hand moving to cup her cheek and trace the still-wet trails with a careful thumb. "Really?"

"They just teared up, is all. From the pain. I have a headache." She relaxed a little. That would explain the red eyes, too.

His visible blue eye narrowed. "Defensive," he muttered.

"Huh? I am not!"

"Denise told me she saw you crying. You know -  she told me after, when she was leaving, but..."

"Oh, one of your little playmates?" She bit her lip; she hadn't meant to say that.

Sanji blinked, shocked. "Just a friend."

"A friend? Not like my friendship." She tried to push past him but unlike all those witty comedy scenarios played out in her head, it backfired. She didn't get to walk out on cue because he reached out and stopped her by wrapping an arm about her shoulders.

"Wait," he half-begged. "What the hell is going on here? Can't you just tell me what's wrong?"

"Ergh." Her eyelid twitched. Maybe it was because she'd held it in for several years. Or it could have been the several hours spent alone in the dark thinking horrible thoughts that made her cry. Whatever the reason she exploded. "You want to know what's wrong? I'm fat, I'm ugly, I'm disgusting and I'm in love with you!" She tore away from him in one massive wrench and ran down the hall.

"What?" He stood there dumbfounded. The slamming of her door brought him back to his senses quickly, however. He jumped a little and then swore. "Shit! I - uh, wait!"

He darted over and knocked. "Go away, I embarrassed myself enough already," came her muffled reply.

"Open up. C'mon," he wheedled in his best suave voice. She bit her lip and sat on her hands on the bed.

"Just forget I said anything."

"Damn it," he muttered. "All right, then stand back!" She flinched back wildly as pieces of her door broke inward with a great splintering noise.

"Sanji!" She gasped. "That's going to cost a fortune to replace!"

He shook his foot, wood chunks falling to the carpet as he did, and stepped through the open hole he'd made. "I'll pay it." He reached out and amazingly placed his arms around her waist, causing her to blush wildly.

"What's going on?!" The other girl had bolted from her room to stand, gaping, in the middle of the hallway. She leaned back a bit when she saw the wreckage of what had once been the solid door leading to Elly's room. Predictably, she did a double take when she saw the handsome young man embracing Elly, more shocked than when she had seen the destruction. "Um. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah." Sanji turned around and grinned wickedly at her. "It is now." She raised both eyebrows but retreated back to her own room, leaving them alone again.

"What - what're you -"

"I think," he said softly, "seeing as you have no door to your room, you'd better spend the night in mine."

"Your wh - your what?"

"My bed, my room ... both or one or the other. Your choice," he added slyly. "It's not yet midnight, though, so it's still my birthday. And despite what you might think, I've never gotten the one gift I've always wanted."

Dancing

"Dancing"

orig. 12/18/2007

Elly x Zoro (pre-time skip)

Innuendo, PG-13

Anime/Manga: ONE PIECE

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The crew glanced around. The entire town was lit up with brightly colored lanterns and streamers were everywhere.

"This is gonna be great!" Luffy crowed gleefully. He grabbed at a passerby and asked what was going on. "Is it a party?!"

"It's the annual Dance Festival," the dark-skinned woman said. "People come from all the neighboring boroughs to compete!" She waved to a large Inn that seemed to be gathering people in groups of ten and twenty. "That's where the contest takes place."

"Contest? Is there a prize?" Nami frowned, tucking a strand of orange hair back. This sounded ridiculous, but if there was any chance of money involved she was interested.

"There is, little lady." The woman smiled broadly. "You'd better go inside if you wanna see what it is this year." Naturally, a scramble for the door ensued. Robin managed to thank the woman before following the others. Luffy, Chopper and Sanji were following Nami, who was firmly striding right towards the Inn. Zoro and Elly were holding back towards the end of their little party. As soon as they entered Nami looked disgusted.

"This isn't worth it," she muttered. Couples were dressed in outlandish outfits on the dance floor. One man was wearing a flamenco suit, the woman he was with dressed almost entirely in feathers. Nami wrinkled her nose. "The prize is probably some silly little thing. I doubt such a small town could offer anything meaningful."

"It's been described as 'making love on the dance floor'", the announcer suddenly boomed from the side of the floor, "The feeling, the passion for your dance partner is one of the qualifying points for a successful win!"

"What?!" Her eyes widened. "Some of these places have such ridiculous..."

"...the winner will get the combined contest prize of a gold statuette and 50,000 beli!" Chopper squealed and jumped into Usopp's arms.

"Her eyes are money signs again," he whimpered fearfully.

"Great."

"Sanjikun - you'll dance with me, won't you?"

"Of course, Nami-swaannn!" Sanji appeared so happy he didn't have a leg to stand on. Zoro shook his head, disgusted as the cook all but fell to the ground at her feet in glee.

"Stupid." The swordsman sat at a table and called loudly for ale. That, at least, he understood. Let the damn fool idiot make an ass of himself. The red-haired wench would pull her clothes off for the judges and he'd freak out at the same time, probably causing them to lose anyway. It didn't matter, they had plenty for food and drink. That was all he cared about. A small sound to his left caused him to frown and stare at the stupid cat. She was in her usual spot by his side (it didn't even surprise him anymore, he just accepted it). But she looked upset.

"C'mon! We have to get ready!" Nami yanked her willing slave down behind the stage where they had set up some partitions for dressing rooms. The judges nodded to them as they ran behind and Nami winked at the guys.

"Are they gonna dance? I didn't know Sanji could dance!" Luffy was talking with his mouth full of breadsticks. He swallowed mightily then turned to Chopper, who was shrugging.

"Ladies like to a lot," the little reindeer said. He paused, then began laughing hysterically as Usopp rose from under the table with two bread sticks crammed in his lower lip like walrus tusks.

"That explains it," Elly muttered sourly. Robin raised an eyebrow at her as she slid into her seat but said nothing. They watched the dancers as the first few couples came out to perform. The dances were amazing. The males led the females along, sometimes almost appearing to kiss them but never quite so close. It was intense and most of the crew had blushes across their cheeks by the first set. Luffy was keeping busy by eating everything in sight and of course didn't notice anything else.

"There they are!" Chopper shouted excitedly.

"Here we have the last contestants, folks! Give them a warm welcome and wish them luck!" Zoro jumped a little when he felt an elbow hit his side. Elly muttered an apology that was barely intelligible. She appeared to be very interested in the contents of her drink, swirling it with the little stirrer it came with. The swordsman scratched his head, frowning harder. He glanced up and saw Robin watching him calmly. When the dark-haired woman caught his eye she nodded and pointed at the dance floor, then Elly. The big man stuck his lower lip out in an even harder frown and she shook her head, laid a hand over her heart.

He blinked.

What?

Sanji and Nami finished to much applause and not a few wolf whistles. Elly sighed and looked back on the dance floor. They had gotten the highest score yet - the women judges weren't impressed by Nami's shameless flaunting but the men had given high scores. The announcer looked up with a big smile on his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the score for this team is nine...  nine, nine and a half, seven and eight!"  He read the cards the judges held up loudly. Zoro was staring hard at the pale woman at his side. He got up just as Sanji was escorting Nami back to her seat and stomped over in his usual fashion to the judging booth. Most of them appeared surprised but they all nodded, albeit uncertainly.

"We have another entry," the announcer called out in his resounding voice. "This is unheard of, but someone who wasn't even on the original list wants to challenge the last team! The judges have agreed to allow them to dance." He pointed at the Strawhats' table.

"Eh?" Sanji's teeth clamped down hard on his cigarette, staring around angrily. "What the f-"

"It's from the same party! Everyone, let's give them a big hand as our lead fetches his partner!" The others were all looking around, confused but the purple-haired woman was frozen in her seat, staring at Zoro in horror. She hung her head, biting her lip as he began walking back to them.

"What's going on?" Luffy wrinkled his nose in confusion. "Why'd Zoro go over there?"

"Zoro?!" The big man had reached the table again. He extended his arm to Elly, his face stern.

"Stupid cat."

"What?" Elly's face turned bright red.

"Get up." The swordsman glanced down at himself and ripped his shirt off with one hand, leaving his chest bare. He quickly untied his bandanna from around his left arm, snapping it into place over his green hair and hooding those dangerous dark eyes. He gestured again, impatiently this time.

"Zoro? You have to be kidding me," Nami scoffed. "There's no way he can dance."

"We'll see," Robin smiled. She was watching as Elly got up, dazed and confused-looking, to stand before him. He bent forward and slipped the top of her gown off. Everyone gasped: she was usually covered in more concealing garments. No one but the swordsman had realized the top was a jacket that came off, exposing her shoulders all the way around. It was cut modestly low but revealing enough to freak Sanji out; the cook immediately went into a paroxysm of happiness. This was stopped short when he saw the big man snap her possessively to his side.

"Shit," Nami hissed.

"What are you doing?" Elly gasped. They had reached the dance floor and he ran a hand along her shoulders. She shivered, her eyes wide.

"Winning," he told her curtly and snapped his fingers at the musicians. The music started slowly and he let her go only to beckon commandingly, drawing her into the circle of his arms more by his eyes than anything else. She swayed and fell at the last moment but he caught her low to the ground. Zoro pulled her up against him and slid a hand up her leg. She raised it instinctively, curling it around his side and letting herself be held backwards, limp and completely in thrall by the big man's caress.

The music seemed to be as breathless as the audience, low and light, a gentle foreplay and not the actual act itself. Zoro wooed and won her in those moments, murmuring in her ear to 'trust him, dammit'. As the music sped up his actions became more selfish, greedy for her and her alone. His hands clutched, pulled, kneaded. Her movements were only slightly less demanding but more pleading: her hands slipped around his neck, smoothed his hair, touched his cheek and chest wonderingly. Sensual music filled the floor as he loomed over her with stalking movements, legs around hers, matching her completely. Almost indistinguishable from actual lovemaking, the couple bared everything they felt for each other on the dance floor. Since it had been held in for so long the result was an electrifying dance that blew everything anyone in that town had ever seen away.

Nami banged her head on the table, groaning. Usopp was covering Chopper's eyes with his hands. Sanji just gaped. The only one that appeared unsurprised was Robin. The older woman smiled knowingly as the crew around her gasped for air and uttered shocked noises. Zoro had slowly been dancing Elly to the ground with the beat and she threw her head back, eyes closed as he held her an inch above the dance floor. The music ended and he leaned forward to bite the side of her neck passionately. He growled low - a sound meant for her ears alone.

It began as a single clapping cheer someplace in the back, but what was slow rose to a tumultuous thunder of applause. The judges didn't even bother to give them score cards. They all looked at each other and nodded. The group stood in the direction of the panting couple and bowed as one.

"Zoro?"

"Told you," he husked. He lifted her in one arm, pressed against his side for support. The announcer had been pushed into the job of handing them the trophy by this time and he was so choked up he could barely speak. He simply handed the gold statue to Zoro and told them the local coin exchange would give them the money when they wanted it. The founder of the bank was right there in the audience so he would recognize them.

Elly didn't hear any of this. All she knew was that the swordsman had been pressed tightly against her and he was hard - all hard. His muscles were tight and firm, legs pulsed with energy and she had felt something else that made her face burn with heat and her brain seethe with crazy ideas. His body had touched hers back and forth again as he rocked her in the dance. She had felt an intermittent hardness against her lower belly, swathed in black silk... his pants. The purple locks on each side of her face tickled her cheeks but she left them to cover some of the wild blush she was sporting.

"...on the house," a plump little man was saying cheerfully, handing Zoro a key and smiling broadly. "All of it. We've covered the expense for everything inside the suite." The big man nodded to him and then pointed at the flight of stairs leading up the side of the room.

"Up those?"

"Those are the very best we have to offer in this establishment," the man agreed, pulling out a handkerchief and wiping his florid face. "Go up and it should be the first door on your left." Zoro tossed the key up, moved the trophy about and caught it deftly inside the golden cup.

"Right."

"What?" Elly blinked. What were they talking about? "Zoro? Where are we going?" He picked her all the way up and started in the direction of the stairs,  grinning maliciously at Sanji before he turned around. Most of the crowd cheered and waved as they passed. Not a few men whistled softly.

"Up," was all he told her as he mounted the first step. It didn't take him long and soon they were at the door the man had told them about. He shifted her around for a bit then told her to hold "this damned thing" while he shoved the trophy at her. Elly grasped it tightly and he fished the key out and unlocked the door.

"Oh my god." It was a gorgeous honeymoon suite. Her eyes sparkled with emotion that Zoro didn't see because he was too busy taking in the stark reality of the bed in the center. He swung her around, grinning fiercely when she cried his name.

"Want to dance with you again," he rumbled against her neck. His hand gently squeezed her bottom and she gasped hoarsely.

"Here? What?"

"Here." He covered the ground between them and bed quickly, pressing her down onto the silk sheets and covering her mouth with his own. Elly's body responded all by itself, softly fitting to his hard curves and muscle. Zoro broke the kiss to sigh with pleasure.

"I thought you only did it..."

"Money?" He snorted. "Or to show off?" He bit her neck, like he had at the end of their dance before and growled passionately. "What does that feel like I want?"

"Do it again."

"Gladly." He rubbed his teeth against her pale skin teasingly. She hesitantly touched his bare chest and he hummed loudly with pleasure.

"Zoro! W- won't people hear us?"

"So what?" He bit harder and she gasped. "They saw us out there."

"Different..."

"Ha, it is." He licked her earlobe, whispered hoarsely into the soft pink shell. "It's better. I had to hold back out there." She choked and he laughed wickedly, reached up and pulled off his bandanna. His earrings jingled and she moved her head, touching them with her nose. Zoro arched his back, bringing his body into full contact with hers. There could be no confusion as to what pressed against her thigh now. The maddeningly soft-yet-hard heat rubbed on her exposed leg as he panted in her ear. He was right, she thought as his hands roamed her body. He had held back out there on the dance floor and maybe too long in general. Zoro was so eager he was a little clumsy and that made her feel he was serious. Her heart felt like it would break and she wanted to cry but the tears wouldn't come. It was a different broken feeling; it was as if her love was so great she couldn't take it anymore. Elly finally kissed him as hard as she could on the lips, her hands grasping the sides of his face. She felt his sideburns, the light stubble on his cheek, his strong jaw.

"Well?"

"What?" She choked a little.

"Can I?" He pressed her down again, harder this time but still gentle enough to not hurt her. She felt his arousal and shivered.

"Can you what, Zoro?" She asked softly.

"Can I have this dance?"

Campus Piece, 3

"Campus Piece, 3"

orig. September/2013

Alt. One Piece Elly x Zoro
Sexual bet, adult content

One Piece College based non-canon

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"So how did you get this scar?" She traced a finger along the rippling tissue on his chest and he grinned down at her.

"It's a stupid story, that's why."

"Humor me." Elly crawled up on him until she was straddling the big man's torso. His grin grew wider and he blushed a little.

"You know why I wear leather when it's hot? On the bike?"

"No. I just thought it was because you liked leather." She paused, a twinkle in her eye. "And it makes you look badass." Zoro snickered and caught her hand in one easy snatch. His fingers curled around her wrist and he drew her palm close for a kiss, staring into her eyes the whole time with that mesmerizing glare he had.

"Nmm, cut it out. I'm not going to be distracted this time."

"Is that a challenge?" He licked slowly and she laughed again, shaking her head.

"No! I know better than to get you started."

"Fnf." He let her hand go and she stroked his chin lightly. "I wear the leather so I don't get scraped up if I fall off."

"Has that happened often?"

"Enough." He shrugged. "I had to crash once to avoid hitting some jackass that stopped for no reason. There was a nail in the road or something and it ripped me pretty well open." He snorted. "I had to have a whole series of tetanus shots... oi, the hell? No, don't stop," he rumbled faintly when she paused in the middle of unbuttoning his fly.

"I just want to see if you have more."

"Lots," he chuckled. "Ankles, legs, all over. Don't you know most of them by now?"

"Yeah, but I want to really look at them this time."

"Ngh, don't let me stop you." He sighed with relief when she stripped his pants off. "Here." Elly smiled widely as he obligingly pushed his boxers down.

"I said I was looking," she stressed as his fully erect member bounced into view.

"Not my fault." He shrugged to indicate his helplessness. "Stop being so fucking hot." He leaned back comfortably on his elbows as her fingers smoothed the rough skin on his thighs. "If you're gonna keep touching me like that you won't have to deal with it for long."

"Seriously?"

"Try it," he snickered. "Just don't blame me if you get splashed."

"Oh gross, Zoro..." She got cut off when he took her face in two big, warm hands, bending over to kiss her. He deepened the kiss outrageously, holding her in place so she couldn't move away if she wanted to. When he broke the kiss he slid his tongue slowly out from her mouth, lazily regarding her flushed features and ignoring the bead of saliva on his chin. He licked his lips and dropped his hands, moving back to prop himself up again.  

"Count them," he told her quietly. "If I can't hold out for the entire time your hands are on me, I'll do something special for you."

"How special?" She could barely whisper. His eyes were on her, his dark, dark eyes... so serious, so full of sexual promise.

"You'll never forget it."

"You mean that, don't you."

"I always mean what I say." He raised an eyebrow at her and smiled fiercely.

"Wait," Elly said suspiciously before they clasped hands on it. "This isn't some joke of yours, marimo, is it?" Zoro grasped her hand in his and pulled her over his body. She yelped but didn't protest when he placed his forehead on hers and stared intensely in her face.

"I will make you pant and scream and shake," he growled in his dangerous tone of voice he reserved for training, the one that was the most determined and deadly. Her face darkened in a massive blush.

"Zoro!"

"Sexual bet," he rumbled in a challenging tone. "If I do hold out the entire time, we make love." She drew in a sharp intake of breath. They'd never had sex before. "Agreed?"

"Oh, Zoro..."

"You can back out if you like," he added with a cocky grin.

"You ass! I won't do that." She took a deep breath. "You're mine, I saw how much you liked my hands on you. Agreed."

"Good," he purred softly. "You can start whenever." His eyes slipped shut when she lightly stroked the most prominent scar again, tracing it down his chest.

"This one's my favorite anyway," she murmured. "It's just damned sexy."

"Hnn." He sighed when she rolled her fingers off his waist and perused his midsection.

"Nothing? Ah, well... here..." Fingertips grazed his skin above his navel. He shivered but said nothing. "I think this is one. And here, how did you manage this!" Trailing back up his flesh she moved slowly to his neck and caressed the tanned flesh everywhere with careful strokes. She even brushed his lips and eyelids with her palms as she sought any irregularities on his body.

"Don't think I have any there," he gruffly informed her as she toyed with his earlobe. "No cheating by screwing with my earrings." Elly chuckled and nodded agreement. 

"What about your arms. I know I've seen them here." She heard a muffled exclamation as she rubbed his thick bicep and pressed onward. She needed to win this, didn't she?

"Yeah." Zoro sounded strangely subdued. His erection hadn't abated and the tip of his thick member was slick with a thin coat of lubricant, proof that her teasing was getting to him. But not fast enough. "I have more on my legs."

"Wait, I said whole body."

"Hunh?"

"Flip over." There was a stunned silence and then he groaned.

"Crap!"

"That's right, love," she cooed wickedly. "Turn around and let me see if you have any scars on your backside. You promised." Muttering darkly that she would regret fucking around with him he flexed one of his massive arms and flipped over in one smooth move.

"Happy?"

"Yes!" She ran her hands rapidly down his back to his rear but was disappointed to find no scarring. Of course, she thought. Why would he have scars on his back? It wouldn't seem right. Her hands idly caressed the smooth, paler skin of his rear and he jumped. It was just a tiny movement but she was tuned to his emotions and she read his sudden nervousness in the way he tensed under her touches. She heard him swallow when she dipped lower and then cough, choking underneath her.

"I'm not going to have scars there!"

"Really?" She hefted his balls and gently squeezed, feeling their texture. Zoro's rough panting was music to her ears. "All right, then, I'll just go here..." Tickling his thighs, then digging her nails in a little as she went. Now he was growling, hips bucking involuntarily into the mattress. But she only had his legs left!

"Get it over with," he snarled impatiently. "Don't stop."

"Scared of losing now, are we?"

"You'll see," he snapped. His anger wasn't real but a means to hold himself in check. She knew it would mean a very serious session when she was finished with her examination, though, and she began to tremble as she perused his lightly stubbled legs.

"Oh, well." She traced the scars on his ankles - the last ones -- and then sat up. "I lost, didn't I?" The green-haired young man glanced sourly back over his shoulder and rolled over to face her. He had a dark blush staining his cheeks and a sticky patch of semen dripping from his abdomen.

"No," he said matter-of-factly. "You didn't." Elly stared incredulously at this evidence of her prowess - startled by it, even.

"Oh, wow," she murmured. "Wait..." Her expressive eyes paled when she realized what this meant. It was too late. Zoro had flung himself upon her, hands whipping out to catch her wrists and pin her down to the far end of the bed.

"You win," he whispered. "Want to know what you get?" He hadn't bothered to clean himself off and his embrace slicked her middle with his seed. She shook her head numbly, purple side locks of hair splaying out on the rumpled sheets. He smiled and kissed her briefly on the lips, so gentle she barely felt it.

"You're taking this well. Have you ever lost a bet before?"

"Only to you." He lapped at her lower lip and she shivered. "I'll lose everything to you. Doesn't matter."

"Oh." She tried to kiss him back but he moved away as if shy. This ploy both confused and excited her. "Zoro?"

"I said everything." He moved back and flicked his eyes open, staring at her penetratingly. "Thanks to our bet you can have everything but one thing tonight." His hands grasped her and pulled her close, rolling backwards on the bed so she lay on top of him.

"One?" Dazed, she looked around the room. He was hypnotizing her with his expressive voice and she never cared to fight it. Elly dreamily let her boyfriend woo her softly to him, enjoying every second of it. He never spoke like this. It was nothing short of amazing.

"One," he agreed. "No sex. But you can have everything else now."

"What? I don't..."

"I love you." He spoke with his eyes cast down again. She saw why when she ducked her head and her entire body locked up. Her tongue felt furry in her mouth, her heart bashed itself crazily against her ribcage.

"Oh," she said again in a faint little voice. "You said..."

"No one ever touched me like that before." He wiped angrily at his wet eyes with the back of his hand. "We're not just fucking around."

"We're not," she agreed, her eyes misty as well. Her hands trembling, she clung to him and he hugged her tight.  In due course he rolled her over, caressed and kissed her to orgasm as well but in reality it wasn't the best part of the night. She would always remember the first time he told her he loved her more than the playful loving afterward, good as it was.

Campus Piece, 2

"Campus Piece, 2"

orig. 5/25/2013

Alt. One Piece Elly x Zoro
Third base scenario(s), both - adult content

One Piece College based non-canon

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The campus was barren in the middle of the day. Near lunch most of the Professors went off to take a break and so did the students. There were only a few clustered people gathered around as the big green-haired man and the slender blond strolled through the middle of the center.

"What did you want, ass?" Zoro squinted at his companion. Sanji had been wordless for a long time and that wasn't like him. Suddenly he pulled a handful of small packets out of his pocket and shoved them in the big man's hand.

"Here," he urged. "Take them."

"What the fuck!" Zoro shouted, drawing the attention of a group of chatting students nearby.

"For Christ's sake," the blond man groaned. He dragged the bigger man to one of the benches near the pond and pushed at his shoulders. "Sit! And quit shouting." The bigger man grumbled but when he saw the curious looks they were getting he quickly composed himself, sitting down on the cold concrete.

"Crap."

"You guys are the hot topic around," Sanji grinned. "You weren't interested in a lot of girls before and she kept turning down all the guys that wanted to date her. Now you got together and everyone's talking."

"Tell me about it." Zoro slung his bag to the ground. It fell with the heavy sound of books and clinking weights. He swore under his breath. "It's embarrassing sometimes."

"It didn't help that she turned up with that hickey the other day." He ducked, blond hair flying, as the other man swung at him. "Shit, man! C'mon, you knew people would see that. You wanted 'em to."

"Eh."

"I'm just saying," Sanji snorted. "Honey knows Elly's damn near in love with you and she's worried you might not know what to do about it when the time comes. Just say you'll wrap it up and we can forget we ever had this discussion. Geez."

"Is this what's gonna happen to me, too?" Zoro stuffed the condoms in one of his shirt pockets.

"Huh?"

"Do they always tell you what to do?"

"Women? Yeah," Sanji agreed. "Trust me, it's better than yelling for hours. And it's usually a small thing." Zoro squinted at him, trying hard not to blush. Sanji caught the look and nodded. "Yeah, we have. Why the hell you think I had those?"

"Hey - what'd you bring for lunch today?!" An exuberant young man was running up, dressed in a red sleeveless shirt and cut-offs. He bounced onto the bench and peered down at them.

"Screw off, ballerina," Sanji snickered. The messy-haired newcomer frowned and whapped him on the back.

"It's acrobatics, and I get to play in some weird music thing with the Advanced Theater class."

"What?" Zoro snapped his head up. "Luffy, what the hell're you talking about?"

"That's right, that's what Elly's taking, isn't it." Sanji tilted his head to one side. A koi splashed about in the pool behind them, snapping at something on the surface of the water.

"Are you two really going out? She showed up with this biiiiiiiig mark on her neck and..." Luffy crowed with delight when Zoro blushed violently. "Ooooh, did you get to second or third?" He sprang backwards quickly when the green haired young man leaped at him.

"You son of a ...!"

"Don't hit me!" Luffy was laughing hysterically. A limber man, he had bent himself almost backwards to avoid the blow. They always teased him about being a 'ballerina' because the acrobat team had to wear tights sometimes for practice. But no one could touch him in a fight and his thin, whipcord body belied his massive strength. He was one of the only guys on campus besides Sanji that might be able to give Zoro a run for his money in an actual fight. There were some people that were disappointed they were all friends because of this.

"What time is it?" Zoro asked suddenly. Sanji shook his suit jacket sleeve back a little and consulted his silver-link watch.

"It's almost 5, man."

"Shit. I have to go pick her up." He grabbed his bag and slung it over his back, bicep flexing so hard the shirt fabric twitched. "We'll forget about it," he told Sanji firmly as he ran off towards the Fine Arts building. He ignored the catcalls from behind him, giving his friends the finger as he ran full pelt through clumps of laughing young adults. He was fast; he got there in a few minutes and wasn't winded at all. He banged open the huge stage doors where the classes practiced after sessions.

"Cat? You in here?"

"Zoro!" A warm, lavender-smelling body slammed into him from the side and he whuffed air out his mouth in a rush. He instinctively placed an arm around her side, squeezing lightly. She sounded happy. Good.

"Hey, watch it." He looked down and sure enough Elly was grinning from ear to ear. She wore a soft white sleeveless top and jeans today that were at least one size too small. He blinked, started to blush when he realized he'd been checking her out and looked around guiltily.

"No one's here, shy guy," his girlfriend snickered. She gasped and then giggled against his neck as his fingers wandered.

"Don't," she warned. "Or I'll manhandle your earrings."

"Promise?" Zoro grinned and tickled her ribs lightly. His girlfriend burst into fits of laughter, trying to hold it in but unable. She squirmed around in his lap until he really had to stop. Her wiggling was exciting him too much. As soon as he stopped she wiped the tears from her eyes and nipped his earlobe. "Hey!"

"No way, this is fair game now."

"Cat..." He warned, his voice growing thick with arousal. She didn't pay attention and kept tugging on the piercings until he growled. She laughed  and he kissed her hungrily, hands squeezing her jean-clad bottom.

"Get a room!" A somewhat familiar voice suddenly yelled out of the shadows. Elly and Zoro jumped guiltily apart in time to see a thin shadow leap out from behind the curtain.

"What the hell!" Zoro snarled. He hated being interrupted but what was worse was that he hated being embarrassed even more. His face had immediately flushed scarlet and he growled irritably. "You don't have to watch."

"But you're smearing your genetic codes around where we have to have class. So disgusting." Elly knew that mocking tone. She closed her eyes.

"Clubba," she groaned. Her friend grinned toothily at her, left eye twitching. One skinny arm shot forward and he hauled himself up on a plastic chair that was placed in the middle of the stage. Dark hair flopped into his eyes and he pushed it back with the palm of his hand. Something shiny was clenched in his fist.

"I thought we were alone," Zoro grumbled. "Get over here, frogface!"

"The hell I will, when I have this!" He brandished a cell phone high in the air, pushing the chair back with one foot so it rested on a single leg. "Check out my YouTube tonight, kiddies! The hottest new couple making out like feverish rabbits... " he yelped and fell backwards as the bigger man slammed a foot on the polished wooden floor, shaking it hard enough to dislodge him from his crooked chair. "Holy crap!"

"You do that and I'll make sure you lose those pointy teeth you're so proud of." He looked so menacing that Clubba stepped back but Elly heard the rumble in Zoro's chest. He was trying not to laugh.

"We have to go," she said and began to fidget. "It's going to rain soon and your bike isn't built with a roof." Thunder rumbled ominously in the background as if to warn them and Zoro nodded.

"Later, Frogface," he said amiably, picked his girl up and walked out the door. Clubba was left lying on the floor with a dazed expression. He stared at his cell and grinned evilly.

"Aw, rain!" It was starting to drip from the sky above when they got outside. Elly threw her hands above her head to no avail.

"It's only a little," Zoro grinned. "We'll go to my apartment instead though. I'm not far away. "

"Really?" She leaned against his back as they saddled up. Minutes later they had poured into his tiny apartment and were instantly stumbling for the bedroom, unashamed of their desires. His bed creaked with the added weight for some time until Zoro gasped for air. He leaned back and wiped the sweat from his brow with the handkerchief he had laid aside, the one he usually wore under his helmet when he was out riding.

"That asshole cook talked to me today," he husked. She began running her fingers idly up and down his chest, making it hard for him to think. A strand of purple hair had fallen free of a popped barrette and was deliciously tempting him as it lay against her pale neck. He finally reached forward and toyed with it as she spoke.

"Mmmn," Elly sighed. "What'd he want? Honey talked to me the other night about ...sex." She faltered a little but went on. "Did she wheedle him into doing the same thing to you?"

"Ah..."

"I bet she did." She giggled faintly.

"Uh."

"Women are more open than guys about that sort of thing." She looked at him calmly. "But we haven't done anything yet. We're safe until we cross the line." Zoro choked a little on that.

"I'm not doing anything wrong, am I?" His face had broken out into another huge blush.

"No, you're not." She laid her head on his chest and sighed, deeper this time. They were quiet for awhile as she listened to his heart beat. He stroked her hair and waited. They'd been together long enough for him to know she hadn't said everything that was on her mind yet. "Why does everyone keep telling me we're going too fast? They all think we've... you know." He visibly relaxed. Thank god, he'd still thought she was upset with him for some reason.

"Idiots," he dismissed with a snort. "If someone's really bothering you about it, tell me." His face hardened. "They won't bother you anymore."

"Zoro."

"I mean it!" He mouthed her neck, hissing with anger. "They're upsetting you. No one is allowed to upset you." The gentle mouthings became kisses and licks that he punctuated his argument with. "I want," he rumbled, "you happy." Pause. A little nibble on her wildly beating pulse. "That's it."

"It's not killing you to wait?"

"Graaagh!" He broke apart and rolled halfway off the bed, his head dangling inches from the floor. His muscled torso flexed, holding him in place so he didn't slip. Zoro flailed his arms in a display meant for her alone. "I'm dying, it hurts so bad. I have to have sex. Right now." He snapped upright so quickly that she shrieked startled laughter. "Isn't that what the guys all say?"

"Doesn't hurt, hmm? Brave boy?" She snickered as he pouted, lip thrusting out and eyes half-lidded with mock anger.

"Don't fuck around, woman." His lip twitched and he turned his head. Elly laughed louder and playfully touched the bulge in his boxer shorts. "Hey ...not what I meant, but ah," he squirmed around until he was all the way back on the bed again, "yeah. Oh, yeah." He closed his eyes, murmuring under his breath while she slipped his stiffening penis out from his underwear. She ran a finger along the tip, patting at the hole in the soft head and smiling when he shifted under her caress. He liked soft, gentle touches - interesting for someone that was regarded as being rough and crude to many people. She fondled him rather than stroked, relishing the feel of his smooth, warm skin before it got flushed and sticky. She loved every part of this man and it showed. Elly looked down quickly when something brushed her free hand but it was only his. He curled his fingers around hers and sighed.

"Okay?" She asked softly. He smiled, eyes still closed. A lot of the ladies that admired him around campus thought he would be a wild lover, someone that would bruise and hurt without caring. Some were excited about the prospect and he'd always had admirers. The big man hadn't looked aside then and certainly not since. Elly remembered when a gang of girls from one of her classes had been asking questions, wondering how she could be so tough. But she didn't need to be. Her fingers gripped him very lightly, tickling above and rubbing underneath. After a short while her hand was slicked with his personal lubricant, more than she had seen since they had been fooling around. He was excited, his breathing also harsher and louder then she had heard him yet. Maybe it had something to do with their discussions. Maybe it was just the wash of rain on the windows and the distant thunder adding a romantic setting to their play. Zoro swallowed hard and whispered from where his head rested on the pillow. Short green hairs had strayed and now decorated the white cotton in various areas from his movements.

"I'm..." He shivered and wrenched, hand tightening around her own. Elly gave him a final stroke then quickly whipped the small washcloth they had placed nearby around his trembling manhood. He grunted agreement one moment before growling, his hand taking over to catch his seed as it spouted. She leaned back, watching his face tense and his jawline tighten. She wanted to kiss it and when his shoulders finally sagged with release she did, smiling when he chuckled. "Yeah."

"'Yeah' what, mister?"

"I agree." Zoro placed the cloth in the hamper that stood near the bed and rolled over on top of her.

"Hmmm?" Her wide eyes shone with utter sincerity. "Honestly, sometimes I never know what you're talking ab-" He placed a hand across her mouth and shook his head.

"Quiet, pretty." When he removed his palm she was too shocked to say anything and he kissed her lingeringly in silence for a few minutes. His warm, solid body on hers was causing the usual reaction. Her belly was on fire, heart pounding and muscles quivering with expectation. And he didn't stop kissing her, dominating her mouth with soft lips and tongue. Zoro's scent was everywhere, the smell of clean sweat from his exertions and the muskier undertone of his sex making her weaker than she already was. She couldn't believe he'd said that. They'd been dating for several months now and she still couldn't catch her breath if he complimented her since he rarely did.

Warm hands were unbuttoning her jeans and tugging gently to remove them. She lifted her torso off the bed to help and they were soon on the floor next to his clothing. He still wore his boxers but he'd tucked himself back inside the flap so when he rested against her below they weren't skin to skin.

"I wonder what it's like," she murmured drowsily as he nuzzled her neck, hands busy below.

"What it's like?" His teeth closed on her earlobe and she grinned. "I don't ask the guys. Don't you ask what's-her-name, Honey?"

"Zoro!" He snickered and kissed her mouth.

"How do you think the pervert had condoms to give me?"

"Shit," Elly bit her lip. "I just thought ... okay, okay, I knew they had sex. I never thought I'd be talking to you about it, though." A loud crack of thunder caused her to jump forward into his arms instead of resting quietly on the bed. Zoro chuckled and rolled backwards in a sitting position so she ended up facing him with her legs wrapped around his waist.

"We won't."

"Won't what?"

"Have sex." He laughed at her wide lavender eyes, so stunned she didn't even look hurt. "That's not right." He blinked lazily, sure of this fact and calmly stating what appeared to him to be obvious. When she bit her lower lip he noticed and shook his head.

"But!"

"It's just a wrong word." He groped around, trying to say what he meant. "With you it has to be more..." He stopped talking for a moment to kiss her, a serious kind of kiss that finished his sentence for him. As he touched her through her bra she moved against him suggestively and he whistled with pleasure. Elly squeezed her legs around him and he dropped his face to her chest, panting.

"Zoro," she whispered raggedly. Her cheeks were stained pink, a nice contrast to her pale skin.

"We have to stop," he swallowed hard, gulping. "I do. Minute. Just a minute." He tried to back away but she wrapped her arms around his neck with a strength that surprised him. Her mouth found his and this time she was aggressive, stabbing her tongue past his lips with a ferocity that caused his neck to start to burn. His face flaming, the blush spreading down his throat to his upper body he tried to speak but she was determined. Zoro gave in, kissing hard and groaning when her hands trailed down his neck to his shoulder blades. He tried to shake the ticklish chill but she didn't stop those light caresses, brushing his back with her fingertips. The big man slowly reached around and placed a hand on the hem of her tank top, lifting with a questioning look on his face. They'd never gotten completely naked before and it had been a sort of rule between them. One half of their bodies always stayed clothed if only partially. Now he was only in his underwear and if he took her top and bra off, she would only have her panties. His breathing sped up when she lifted her arms above her head.

What had he done, what had he said? He didn't know or even care soon because they were writhing against one another, almost completely nude and moaning softly. The rain pattered harder on the windowpane and thunder boomed, drowning out their soft cries. The little bedroom was dimly lit by the flashes of lighting that followed each rumble and crack. Although he'd come once already, Zoro's body was eager for more and he took liberties he had only dreamed of, rubbing his stiff member along her thigh and curling his toes into the bedsheets at the feeling. Her breasts were free and he handled them gently, carefully pulling at the stiff nipples in the way he knew she liked. Her hands wandered over his powerful back, eyes dreamy as she stroked the heated skin. When he leaned forward to place his mouth on her breast she cried out, her nails digging into his flesh. Zoro's body tensed and a wave of desire hit him so hard he saw spots. When he moved he had placed his lower body directly on hers. Their groins were firmly pressed together through their underwear for the first time, his rigid erection nudging insistently between her thighs.

"N- not yet, not yet." He drew his head back, blinking at her voice. "Keep yours on?" Elly's eyes were moist with unshed tears. Tiny liquid beads had welled up at the corners. Zoro nodded, not trusting himself to speak. His hand dropped down her side, fingers catching in the elastic of her panties. They ran along the skin under the band, his dark eyes never leaving her own. It was only when she smiled at him and wiped her tears that he slipped them down. She lifted a leg and kicked them awkwardly off, laughing at her clumsiness. She could laugh but he still couldn't talk, his throat felt like it was completely closed off. He stared at her body, forgetting to breathe for a long while until he had to gasp for air. Elly laughed louder and ran her palms along the soft fabric of his boxers. Zoro blushed darker for a moment and pressed himself on her lower body. Elly gasped raggedly, the feeling of his safely clothed erection right on the spot where she wanted him to be. But not yet. Just a touch, the cloth rubbing - dragging -- on her wet body. Her arms curled tightly around his big neck and he blinked down at her questioningly.

"Cat?"

"Don't stop," she gasped quickly. "Don't ...oh god, right there, Zoro." Her face twisted with passion and he swallowed hard.

"Uh, Cat, if I don't stop we're gonna have a problem." He grit his teeth when she whined softly, shivering all over and obviously in the final throes of passion. The fabric of his boxers was stained wet across his member, molding it to his body and showing his second erection plainly. He shifted when she stopped moving and kissed her lightly on the lips. "We shouldn't do this too much."

"I know," she panted, holding him close. 

"Good, though." He coughed and nipped at her neck playfully. Ignoring his discomfort below he looked over, out the tiny window. "I think it stopped raining. You wanna get cleaned up and go out?"

"If you do, yes." Elly smiled when he picked her up and stepped around to the bathroom. He was open about everything around her and was soon trying to aim his still-erect penis at the toilet while she washed up a bit and pulled her clothing back on. She chuckled at his grimace and he snorted. They'd had this discussion already and it was a comfortable joke that made them feel closer in that special way. Soon they would be ready for a fun date and they'd probably end right back up here for the night.

Now, though, everything was calm and quiet and perfect, the way it should be.