"Ace I told you I don't want a welcoming party when I get to the hotel." Ran pouring down on the green haired man, jeans and t-shirt soaking, with a cell phone stuck to his ear. Ha people must think he was crazy. "Ace don't send this person to see me, I don't want them there-" The phone clicked on the other end leaving only the sound of the dial tone. Zoro sighed walking into the tall building and up to the desk to grab his room key.
The woman at the desk looked up at him smiling. "Can I help you?"
"Roronoa Zoro."
"Ah mister Zoro, welcome to the Sun In Hotel" She said handing him the key. "Your room numbers 735, please enjoy your stay." He took the key grabbing a mint from the little glass bowl and headed to the elevator.
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Zoro opened the door to his room. It was just as his manager had promised clean and simple. He closed the door with a foot and threw his bag on the floor. Yanking off his shirt and throwing it on his bag, he wandered over to the mini fridge hoping for a beer. None Damn. A soft knock came from the door. Oh please I just fucking got here. Zoro walked to the door and opened it.
Standing hand propped on the doorframe, one leg crossing the other and a cigarette dangling slightly from his mouth was the hottest thing Zoro swore he ever saw. The plaid mini skirt the man wore almost showed his ass and his reveling shirt didn't do much better for Zoro's now growing arousal.
The blonde man entered the room running a finger over Zoro's lower lip and smirking in a taunting way. Hooking his fingers in his skirt and pulling down just enough that Zoro could see inches of his pale ass he walked towards the mini fridge. No wine, no beer, just water, Sanji frowned. Pulling a twenty from the wallet in his hand he headed back to Zoro and pressed the black leather to his chest. "Keep the door unlocked I won't be long" and just like that the blonde had disappeared as fast as he came.
Zoro glanced down at the wallet that now lay in his hand and indeed it had been his wallet the blonde had stolen the twenty from. Zoro slowly shut the door leaving it unlocked as told and fell on his bed grabbing the cell phone and dialing a number. "YOU GOT ME A HOOKER?!"
"Yup, and a hot one at that."
"WHY?!" The door to Zoro's room opened as the skinny blonde walked in and shut the door behind him, carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. Zoro stared "on second thought I got to go" he turned the phone off and watched as Sanji climbed onto the bed. Snaking up Zoros legs and handing him one of the glasses, the blonde sat the wine on the bed next to them and attacked the green haired mans ear. Zoro groaned as Sanji wrapped his long legs around his torso.
Soon the sheets were missing, clothes lying in a pile next to the bed, wine gone and glasses regarded. Zoro was licking and biting down the blondes pale chest, while Sanji lay under him moaning and running fingers over Zoro's member. Soon he had the blonde's legs over his shoulders and pinned in a way he thought was humanly impossible. Shoving his huge erection into Sanji's ever so tight ass he moaned. Pulling almost all the way out he shoved in again harder this time, which earned him a whimper. Repeating over again the blonde, in no time, shoved back. Zoro held onto Sanji's hips as he rolled onto Zoro's cock. They both moaned until Zoro grabbed at Sanji's cock and pumped. He was about to come they both were until…
Zoro sat up in his hammock panting, pants wet. Shit Roronoa Zoro had just had a wet dream about Sanji. He looked over at the blonde's hammock. Sighing Zoro got out of his hammock grabbed a new pair of underwear and pants and walked out of the bunkroom. Zoro defiantly did not have wet dreams about people.