Sanji groaned lightly and stretched his arms far above his head, the act pulling his freed blue shirt up enough to reveal the taught stomach and top of the golden light happy trail down further into the mans partially unzipped pants.

"Mmmmm." The contented sound hummed from his lips and the blond smiled, taking off his shirt and hanging it on the bathroom hook before rubbing a hand across his bare chest. Without further fuss the pants came next, revealing the rest of the man, dick and all. He nonchalantly placed the rest of his clothing on the shelf and walked to the other shower head before turning it on.

Zoro had been carefully not looking at this display even as he committed every detail of it to memory.

This was the first time Zoro saw Sanji naked. The first time these two nakama happened to be sharing the shower, the first of many as Zoro was already altering his routine in his mind to make this happen regularly. Zoro up early to train, wounds be damned. Sanji between finishing last watch and beginning to prep breakfast.

They had just defeated Arlongs' crew a day or so before and he hadn't even really had a proper conversation with the man that hadn't been about Namis' potential nature. He knew some…that Luffy trusted him, that the cooks food lived up to his profession, and that he had some skill that made him reliable in a fight. Some things he could guess…like the mans unrealistic ideals concerning women were going to piss him off and that he was a different enough kind of man that Zoro was sure he wouldn't have a clue what was happening behind that one visible blue eye, except perhaps in battle.

This shower was giving Zoro a lot of insight though.

Things about Sanji like how growing up on a ship full of men meant that sharing a shower and being naked with other men was normal and he could be confident in his own skin. That he didn't wear underwear (something that would unfortunately change in the near future after an Usopp prank goes horribly wrong). That despite looking like a weak pansy of a chef in a stuffy suit, naked he was lean, muscled, and well hung...like some damn wet-dream statue locked away somewhere out of the sun.

Then there were the insights he gained about himself. Things like how a lifetime of mastering meditation could save you from an awkward erection in front of a brand new comrade. How until now he hadn't really considered a man capable of making him drool (and this one was a first class cook who could do it again with food). How he wanted to know more and definitely touch more of the man. Lastly, how if he wanted that with someone such an idiot over girls he would probably need to go slow.

One hundred should do.

It may be the first shower with the cook and they are barely friends but by the one hundredth shower together things were going to be different. By the one hundredth shower Sanji would be waiting in the shower for Zoro to arrive and linger until he was done. By the one hundredth shower he would be questioning why he was getting hard in the shower across from Zoro and not for his Nami-swan anymore. By the one hundredth shower the cook will contemplating coming to his shower while on watch and breaking it so he could arrive late at his shower time and demand to join Zoro under his stream of hot water.

Across the bathroom came a quiet curse.

"Shit."

No one should have been able to hear it above the running water of two showers. Zoro did though and not looked again with his peripheral vision to the blond. Apparently washing his privates had caused the cook an unexpected result and if the nervous and pissed glance in his direction was to be any indication, the swordsman had been partially at fault.

Zoro grinned as he reached for the shampoo. If the cook had been totally straight it would have taken one hundred showers together to get those things. He closed his eyes and altered his estimation.

In one hundred showers together Zoro would be fucking the blond hard and fast into the now hot, wet tile as the cook bitched at him one second and moaned his name for more the next , just like he had for the previous ninety nine.

Zoros smile grew. This was a very good first shower of the many, many better ones to come.