roronoa "i could eat a peach for hours” zoro
zoro eats pussy slow. there’s no rush when he kisses his way down your chest and stomach until he’s settled between your thighs, legs thrown over his shoulders. he’s got you worked up and squirming from nothing but a few light touches and you can hear the sharp grin in his voice when he says, “settle down. just wanna get a look at you.”
you can’t call what he does looking though. you could drown in the intensity of zoro’s stare. you think you might be, with how you start to pant the longer it goes on. and the whole while, he doesn’t say a word, breathing in the scent of you and just watching your cunt drool and clench around nothing, all for him.
you’re throbbing by the time he finally gets his mouth on you. he greets your pussy with a broad swipe of his tongue, one long lap that ends with a flick against your clit that has you arching off the bed to chase his mouth. it’s nowhere near enough and he knows it. he throws a burly arm around you and pins your hips down with infuriating ease.
“c’mon baby, don’t fight me,” he says when you try in vain to wiggle out of his hold, “you know i’ll take care of you.”
he plants a chaste kiss on your clit and the sweetness behind the small act melts all the fight out of you, “yeah.”
“say it.”
“you’ll take care of me.”
“that’s right,” he leans in to circle his tongue around your entrance, barely dipping inside before he pulls back again, “always.”
the gravity in that one word, the weight and promise of it, pulls you together, zoro’s hand finding yours and lacing your fingers as he licks his way into you.
you shake and tremble and cry through each orgasm, and zoro is there squeezing your hand for each one and groaning into pussy like the pleasure is his own. it might be. it’s the only way you can explain why he devours you until you’re delirious and sweat-soaked, tugging on his short strands to ask for a reprieve.
your silent plea is granted but even as he’s pulling away, he gets in a few last open mouth kisses to your clit that make you shiver with how sensitive you are. zoro takes it as something else and is by your side between one breath and the next, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to his broad chest.
“cold?” he asks.
“no,” you say, melting into him as he runs his knuckles down your spine and back up again. you go to reach between his legs but he catches your wrist before you can, “why not?"
“don't worry about it.”
"i wanna make you feel good.”
he brings your hand up to his lips and the gentle kiss he presses to the centre of your palm is paired with a warm puff of laughter and a half-lidded stare that burns you right down to your core, "you have no fucking idea what you do to me."
Currently missing Zoro's loud laugh.
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i know deep down in my soul that JULIUS NOVACHRONO is a first-class freak.
i think it’s in the way he smiles. The way his dimples emerge in his cheeks as his grin stretches wider and wider. That slightly dull sheen in his eyes that’s kind of unsettling and yet a huge part of his charm. How he’s so casual when he’s quite literally taking the lives of enemy mages without a second thought (iykyk).
Something about those things makes me think about his sex life. Is he cruel? Is he kind? Is he a mixture of both? Will he drive you to the brink of tears from just how 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 his cock is hitting those sweet spots while whispering sweet nothings in your ear? Or maybe he’ll make you cry over something else; the buzzing tingles of his hand coming down on your ass for the umpteenth time that night. You beg so prettily for forgiveness from whatever you did to warrant such a punishment, and from Julius no less. He’s usually so forgiving..
Or maybe you’d enjoy something else. His strong grip holding the backs of your knees up as he digs into you, 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦, playing Russian roulette with your womb. How his cock pushes deep into the creamy expanse of your cunt. You try to suck him in deeper, to feel more of him, but he’s in control. He sets the pace, determines the depth, and decides if you deserve a good orgasm.
Sometimes Julius is downright mean. But you like it, right? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵. That’s why you keep coming back for more. Something about the Wizard king of the Clover kingdom always gets your panties in a knot and you can’t help but find that 𝘐𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.
-Wynn
sex with zoro is intense. he’s a man of few words and even fewer gestures. any sexual desire he does have is being channeled into his work outs so when he’s finally in the mood—trust, he’s pouring his all into you. every stolen glance, every compliment left stuck in his throat, every hug and kiss left unreturned drowns you with each passing kiss, each shaky exchange of breath. it’s all-consuming. and when he gazes at you from above, lids heavy and lips parted you can see the words swimming in his pupils.
“i love you”
tell me this isn’t shanks coded
I can be shaped by more than the things that hurt me
Zoro: He fell first and harder
Law: You fell first, he fell harder
Kid: He fell first and harder
Luffy: You fell first and harder
Ace: He fell first and harder
Shanks: You fell first, he fell harder
Crocodile: You fell first and harder
Mihawk: You fell first and harder
Buggy: He fell first and harder
Sanji: He fell first and harder
Sabo: He fell first, you fell harder
Marco: You fell first, he fell harder
Doflamingo: You fell first and harder
Rob Lucci: You fell first and harder
Corazon: He fell first and harder (literally and figuratively)
look, I know we all fantasize and drool and thirst over Mando, but let’s face facts: the dude is not rough whatsoever when it comes to intimacy of any kind.
he hasn’t shown his face since he was a CHILD. even if, for argument’s sake, he’s had some affairs and kept the helmet on during, the years spent as a bounty hunter and as part of the Mandalore made him an introvert. it’s clear in the way he speaks, the way he moves often times, his body language. when he’s not fighting, he’s hesitant, timid, unfamiliar with other human touches that don’t mean him harm.
I strongly believe he’d be, if not inexperienced, definitely shy, touch-starved and gentle. he runs and fights and shoots and kills almost on a daily basis and you expect him to behave the same in private? nahhh, he wants peace and quiet, actual intimacy, slow movements and kindness, gentle touches, pacing himself.
I say rights for romantic and gentle Mando 2020
BC writers please I beg you to keep writing for Julius, I've seen very few of these last dates so I'm trying to revive the writers😭
Omg Jeremy’s face is so cute 😍