My first *urk* pwp

[moe81]

Title: Accosted

Rating: NC-17

Paring: ZoSan

A/N: My first attempt at full porn. *hides face behind hand*

In less than 10 seconds, Sanji had lit up his cigarette, been grabbed by the collar, yanked into the hold and stripped of his pants. His bare ass hit the ground and his shirt was torn open, hands on his chest. He inhaled smoke and then that was ripped from his between his lips too.

 

He finally took a moment to look up and the great marimo was staring down at him, eyes blazing and cigarette in his mouth. Sanji breathed out, smoke obscuring Zoro’s face and the hand splayed over his ribs clenched, nails digging in.

 

A calloused hand ran down his leg, forcing it out and up, cock getting hard as his body was put on display for lusting eyes. He stretched his foot out and caught the edge of the haramaki, pulling it away and down and releasing the tight shirt to his hands. He reached over a broad shoulder and tugged it up, the need to feel rough skin against his.

 

Zoro removed the cigarette and ground it out on the floor with his thumb. Sanji caught the hand up and dragged it to his mouth, tongue coming out to lick the palm and wrap around Zoro’s fingers, the taste of nicotine filling his senses.

 

A hand worked its way under his body, splaying over his lower back and pushing his hips up. Sanji wrapped his legs around Zoro’s waist and yanked him in, moaning when his cock pressed up against another. Zoro’s other hand found its way to his ass, pushing harder at their lower bodies, forcing more friction against a cloth covered erection and just how damn hard was he going to get.

 

Sanji clenched his hand in the white shirt and forced it over a stubborn head. Zoro gave a little help and allowed it to be pulled off of him, hands gone for all of a second before Sanji was jerked back up and into position again. He wrapped one arm around a neck and the other over a broad back and dragged Zoro down, wanting skin on skin contact, chest to chest, breath for breath.

 

Zoro moved his hips, knees sliding a little against the smooth wood as they rode against each other, muffled grunts and groans filling the space around them.

 

Sanji ran one hand down a scarred chest and pulled at the haramaki, just enough to get to the clasps on Zoro’s pants and fumble them open. He pushed them down enough to reach in and pull his cock out and as he palmed him, he could feel the vein on the underside pulsing against his skin. He heard Zoro hiss between his teeth and he moved, wrapping his fingers around and pulling, squeezing, just that little harder than necessary because Zoro always liked a little more pain.

 

He felt a vibration against his chest as Zoro growled, not only his approval but his impatience. More. He needed more.

 

Zoro brought his hand to his mouth and sucked his fingers in, saliva dripping over the back of his hand and down his wrist. He dragged his hand over hip and butt cheek and stroked it down the cleft of Sanji’s ass. Fingers stilled for all of half a second above Sanji’s hole and then he pushed one in, curled it around, drew it out and added a second, twisting, opening. Sanji grunted and sent a hand under Zoro’s pants, slapping his ass and urging the bastard to move.

 

Sanji’s hips were yanked higher and the probing fingers withdrawn. Zoro forwent anything remotely slow and slipped his cock in, heat, hardness and oh fuck that was good. Sanji let his head drop back and Zoro’s face was buried in his neck and fuck if those teeth on his skin didn’t make him harder.

 

Zoro moved his hips, unhurried at first, finding a rhythm. He stilled as heat rolled over them both and then picked up his pace, following each other to the point where Zoro slamming in had Sanji moving his ass to meet him. Panting echoed and bounced off the walls, raining down on their ears and move harder, there, right there where he could feel cock head slam against that sweet spot inside him and shitfuck. Sanji reached for his own straining dick but Zoro beat him to it, fingers wrapping around him and rhythm following pounding hips.

 

Sanji felt his balls lift and his breath hitched, just as Zoro faltered, hand and hips stuttering and fuck just a little more he was almost there. He felt Zoro release, coating his insides and fuck all he needed was…

 

One final jerk and there was white out behind his eyes as he came over his stomach.

 

As awareness slowly returned to his mind, Sanji felt the beginnings of a cramp in his left ass cheek and he dropped his legs, trying to stretch it out. He could feel Zoro still inside of him and how hard was it to move off someone before you crushed them. He would have pushed the idiot off of him, but it was then that Zoro licked his neck and it wasn’t in him to ruin a perfectly good afterglow.

 

Zoro raised his head and stared, lips twitching up into a smirk and Sanji couldn’t help but roll his eyes at him. Silent laughter came from the other man and his head dropped back into Sanji’s neck. He needed a cigarette and since he wouldn’t be moving any time soon, it was a damn good thing he’d thought to turn the stove off before taking his break.

Comments

[lys-cookie.livejournal.com]

Pretty damn fucking good for a first shot, baby ;)


I want to sex you up now. These are the consequences for writing epic!wurdpr0n I hope you know.

I loves how they don't say a word the entire time ^3^

Supar!props 2 u, milady xxxxxxx

[moe81.livejournal.com]

The epicness is getting you into my bed. That's all I wrote it for you know. I'm so totally trying to seduce you here. Did it work? Or do I need more pr0n?

*blows kisses and bounds off to catch fireflies*