Roronoa Zoro and Roronoa Nami

She was cooking in his jerseys only, it would reach her upper thighs, almost didn't cover her cheeks. He smiled she had grown up and god help him she turned into a perfect woman. She was beautiful, long orange hair, round and long legs. Perfect. She was humming a tune, he loved when she did that. It's been too long since he last saw her smile, felt her scent, her touch, her body. He just stood there in the rain watching her.

He smirked, that jersey just wouldn't fit him anymore, after 7 years in the marines he got bigger, stronger. He remember when she first put it on, he got so aroused, of course, he was a 17 old boy, she with only 15 would drive him crazy. They've know each other since kids. He was so happy when she kissed him after he declared, well if you could call beating the crap out of random kids for pushing her and making her cry saying that she was his, a declaration... She was 13.

After that day he couldn't stop thinking he was the happiest guy in the world. She was his world, his light, his future. They would be together every day, every time. His father was always traveling, he was a big time CEO, his mother had passed away when he was 8. She was an orphan, her parents died when she was 10 in a fire, she was the only survivor. Her aunt took care of her along with her cousin Nojiko.

When he got home after a game, missing her cheering for him, like she would always do, as her cousin told him that she had a big test tomorrow and stayed at home studying, nothing in the world could have ready him for this. Bear in mind that his father was out, as usual, and he was home alone, well not completely. The door was open, he frowned but entered and immediately heard a soft song from upstairs together with a scent he knew very well. Blood racing through his veins he got to his room and forget how to breathe.

She was in his bed wearing nothing but a very short red dress that hung to her perfect body like a second skin. Back turned to him legs up she was reading something, a magazine he guessed. He look around his bedroom, it had candles everywhere and his stereo was playing some shitty romantic music. She didn't notice him, so when he turned off the music and said "hey", she jumped and turned to him mouth hanging eyes wide open. He chuckled, " jumpy hn? You invade my room and get scared?". "Zoro! I didn't hear you coming..." he lifted a brown and watched as she stood up and was walking towards him. A drop of sweat run through his forehead and his throat was dry as he gulped down. Suddenly a blow come from his side hitting him hard. "ouch!" he bent down "do you know what time is? I've been waiting for you to come home since ever, I got a real nice scenario to surprise you, candles, perfume and this dress that is super tight, and don't forget the wax session I've been trou-"he had grabbed her arms as he kissed her hard, holding her tightly against his body."How was I supposed to know you were here hn? Nojiko told me you were studying at home". He let her go and look into her eyes smirking " you are a crazy woman, you know that don't you?" she hide in his chest " I asked her to said that, I-I just want it to be perfect. our first time." he gasped, was she serious? "are you sure about this?" since she turned 15 things got a lot more complicated for him to control himself, her body was growing and he was getting pretty conscious about it. Not that he didn't find her attractive before, it's just that now it was more difficult to don't fantasize about her. They did a lot of things, sexually speaking, but they never really did it, she was always scared and backed away. She kissed him lightly and started to walk him to the bed, when he suddenly stop her "wha-" he put a finger on her lips "let me look at you" she smiled and stood still while he checked out every single curve of her voluptuous body, covered with thin red fabric. "turn around" he said in a raspy voice. She turned slowly.

He gulped, she was perfect, round , long creamy legs, soft and bouncy breasts. He had already seen her naked body, but the thought of finally entering her, making her his, was almost unbearable. He was hard. No. He was twitching. He hugged her from behind and held her tight. His hands were roaming on her butt, flat belly, breasts, neck and finally her short soft hair which he pulled back and claimed her mouth, roughly, desperate for her while pressing his hard length on her back. She moaned his name. She could feel his hard body covering hers, his throbbing cock, his big hands pressing her, almost hurting her but sending her on fire. The first time he touched her she was 14, she couldn't believe the sensations he made her feel , and tonight she was ready to become his. He suddenly turned her around and in a blink of an eye ripped her dress, leaving her naked and at his will. Then he attacked her, pinning her to the bed kissing her mouth, her neck, her breasts, her belly, her inner tights and her feet. His hands were leaving red marks in her soft skin, he would occasionally leave bit marks here and there. She could only gasp and twist in the bed, she was so hot, so aroused she loved when he did that, she would feel so good, so loved, so desired. She could tell that he liked her breasts the most since he was always kissing, sucking, biting and squeezing them, he would also often use them as a pillow and she would smiled at him as she caressed his back and hair watching him snore peacefully.

He knew every part of her sensible body, he had made her cum before but he would never allow her to jerk him off, only touch him and maybe a few strokes. Claiming he would lose control if she did so and finishing for himself with his hands in a cold shower. He never forced her, in fact she was the one who started their "sex life". During one of their "sessions" he almost got to claim her, but she backed away, he just kissed her and hugged her while she silent cried. "I know you won't hurt me, is just th-" "shh shh, it's okay, when you feel ready we'll do it, no need to hurry ok?". He was terribly hard, but he learned to control himself within their earlier activities, so he reached for her mouth and kissed her tenderly while holding her hands, fingers entwined. She was heaven, the feeling of her soft breasts against his chest, her delicious mouth, the muffled sounds she made. So he got up and without tearing his eyes from hers he took of his clothes. She couldn't stop staring at his thing, she had already seen his before, even touched it but now, knowing that it would be inside of her she thought: "OMG it's so big, I don't remember being this large and long, will it fit? I know it can become bigger when they get aroused and stuff… NO stop it! I will do this, I want this. I'm ready I really like him, he's so caring and make me feel so-". " Do you want to stop? If you don't want it it's ok, I'm not pressing you-" "NO!" she crawled to the edge of the bed, getting on her knees she stood and looked him deep in his eyes: "I'm just nervous, that's all. I trust you, you was always with me and I feel safe with you. " she touched his arms " I want to know what is like to be with you. I-I, I want to make you feel good".

He held her chin to make her look at his eyes, as she did he saw teary eyes and it made his heart ache "I promise to make you feel good too and if you want to stop, at any moment, just said it ok?" she nodded. He carefully positioned her into the bed and start kissing her passionately, biting and sucking her already swollen lips while his left hand is on her left breast, squeezing and massaging the soft globe and his right hand is on her wet pussy. 'She was so wet and soft and- wait a minute, she was shaved! It's so enticing, smooth and creamy' he stop and looked at her amazed. She giggled "you liked?" suddenly she saw in his eyes a fire, a raw desire that sent chills through her body and made her tingle down there. In a split second he was kissing her tenderly flesh just above her entrance, he buried his face in the middle of her tights, smelling her, feeling her, and sucking her whole pussy. She squeak in surprised, grabbing the sheets twisting in delicious pleasure. When he entered his tongue on her pussy, she arched her back and moaned much to his delight. He moved to her swollen numb clitoris, flipping it with his tongue, sucking hard while fingering her. It was her limit, she came hard and he didn't stopped, so she was convulsing when he cover her pussy with his mouth and eat all her juices. When she finally came down, he was right above her, caressing her cheek and looking her with so much passion and love that she felt overwhelmed. So she, with trembling hands pushed him down and kissed him, he responded by grinding his cock in her pussy, preparing to enter her. With one hand in her back, he adjust his member in her pussy with the other hand and slowly put in. When the tip was in, he stopped and looked down on her. She was tense, nails digging his shoulders, eyes shut closed. He smiled and gave her a quick kiss on her forehead before impaling her till his balls. She screamed, tears running down her cheeks. He was breathing hard, trying not to move and fuck her senseless, she was so tight, so hot, so warm. He kissed her lips, her eyelids, her cheeks, her ear "Shh let me make you feel good. Just relax it's me."

His voice was so low and his warm breath made her almost forget the pain and burning sensation down there, she nodded with her eyes still closed. He gave her some time to get used to his size. "open your eyes, I want to watch you while I make you mine". She slowly opened her eyes. He look through her eyes past her soul making she feel loved, cared, secure. He dove down and kissed her while moving in and out in a slow pace. She moaned, it felt so good why did she made them wait so long?. Soon she became more bold her hips rocking against his, hands roaming all over his back and arms, leaving some red marks. He was having a hard time not ramming her, so when she started rocking against him he couldn't hold back. He lift her up and with her sitting on him he started to fuck her hard. She was on heaven, he was being so rough and yet she could only feel pleasure and she wanted more, much more. She hugged him tightly and buried her face in his neck, where she could hear his grunts and feel how much strength he was using to enter her. 'I couldn't control myself I was pounding her hard! I thought I could go easy on her, to not hurt her in her first time, but she was being so responsive and her body was driving him crazy'. He desired her, lusted her since the day she had kissed him 2 years ago, not because of her body, no, he knew she was his world, she was the only person in the world that he cared about, and he was wholly hers since then.

"Z-Z Zoro I-I I'm mm" he smiled, he definitely like her sounding like that. Then he flipped her and laid her down on the mattress, she squeaked again, so adorable. "what are you doing? Did I do som-" she said between the sheets and looking behind her shoulders, she didn't have forces to turn, or to move at all. He interrupted her "just lay still" he looked down on her, she had red marks everywhere on her back and her but where his hands were holding her. Her inner thighs such as his cock were stained red, besides her pussy juices that were everywhere. 'Freaking adorable that is'. He got over her and licked her earlobe "hold on, I'm not finish yet". And without giving her time to say something he entered her again, but slowly while reaching for her breasts. She winced, she still felt some pain as her walls stretched to engulf him one more time. She liked this position, it was so dominating, she was pinned down by his muscular and heavy body, and his hot breath on her neck was making her even more hot. He started moving, making her feel uncomfortable, it was like his cock was bigger, or he was hitting a new spot. He stopped and freed her breasts and reach her pussy while his other hand was still grabbing her left breast. He cursed himself, 'it's her first time after all', he pierced and caressed her clitoris making her twist beneath him, he moved to make more room, spreading her legs. She moaned loudly, squirming helplessly. He started to pump into her, feeling her walls get tighter and his cock being clenched. She was mumbling senseless things, but he knew that when she came he wouldn't last longer. So he increased speed and strength, he was smacking her hard while still stimulating her pussy with his hand.

Suddenly she screamed and grabbed the sheets, she was feeling it; a wave of electricity run down her body, she felt tingles all over her, this one was more powerful and intense than anything she had felt before. It was like her conscience was flying away. Her pussy got so tight that he was almost expelled from her, he had to hold her hips to keep pounding her, and after a few strokes he milked inside her. She was still convulsing under him, so he gave a few more trusts to ease her down and unceremoniously clashed on top of her. Heavy breathing, he pushed her hair aside and kissed her jaw line. While caressing her back and arms. He carefully get out of her, observing how she winced slightly and listening the moist sound that her pussy made by the lack of his member. He slowly turned her, so he could see her face, she was smiling with tears in the corner of her eyes, she gesture for him to come to her so he calmly got on top of her, minding to not crush her. She hugged him and made him lay on top of her breasts, just like he loved. "I'm sorry, I was too rough. I tried to control but", she kissed the top of his head. "did I hurt you? I'm so sorry -". "stop it, I'm fine. It hurt in some moments, but you made me feel so good. Did I made you feel good?". He turned his head and sustaining his weight on his elbows he kissed her fully. "you were amazing Nami, just amazing". She liked when he called her by her name, cause usually he would just said "woman". He rested his head on her breasts again and she automatically started to caressed his hair and back. "It was amazing Zoro" she whispered hugging him. "You are amazing" he answered hugging her upper body and snuggling into her globes. Smack. "ouch! What was that for?". Asked Zoro rubbing his sore head. "you ruined my dress, do you know how much I paid for it? So much for looking nice for you!". He grabbed her wrists with one hand and pulled them above her head in a rather roughly movement. He grabbed her breast and squeezed it hard. She winced, it was painful but also hot. "you don't need any clothes to make me hard, in fact I prefer you like this as you can see". He said, grinding his half hard member on her. She squirmed. "I don't care you will have to buy me another one besides taking me to dinner." "you witch, is always about money with you hn?" he said kissing her and releasing her arms, encircling her body, bringing her closer to him. She could feel his hardness, he was getting ready for another round. "hmmm s-s stop Zoro! Let's sleep, I'm tired and sore. How can you want to go again? Aren't you tired?". He smiled. "woman, with you I could go all night long.". "but you won't." she said pushing him and rolling on her side.

He sighed."I will take a shower". He got up and went to the bathroom, where he took a cold shower. When he got back she was already asleep. He smiled, he was indeed too rough. She was finally his. Nami was his and he would never let her go. No one would touch her, no one would have her. In the candle lights he gazed upon her body. Perfect. The red stains in the mattress and the white juice running down her thighs reminding him that he was the one who turned her into a woman, and he would make sure that only him could make her moan, squirm and scream on a bed. He walked to the balcony, drying his hair. He didn't mind covering himself, it was a warm summer night, without wind just an occasional breeze. He leaned in the rail watching the stars and the quiet city ahead. His father was getting more and more anxious for him to enter his company, but he hated his father. He blamed him for his mother death. No. He wouldn't become some shitty businessman, he would be free and do whatever he liked. Looking over his shoulder, to the woman sleeping peacefully in his bed, he would be whatever he had to be with her and assure her happiness. Smiling he walked toward his sleeping woman. He silently got in the bed and embraced her in his arms resting his head in the crook of her neck. She immediately molded to his form, his body was spooning hers perfectly, so he pushed the sheets to cover them and snuggled to her, while grabbing slightly one of her soft globes he drifted to sleep.

Looking at her, he couldn't stop smiling. Her beautiful orange hair was longer reaching her backside , her soft face lines a little more defined making her look more mature and somehow sexier, her delicious breasts were fuller just like her hips were wider and her legs longer. God how he loved that woman. He would never said when he would be back, he couldn't his missions in the s.e.a.l.s. was always too dangerous and unpredictable. He remembered when he told her about his career choice. She got hysterical, "what are you thinking? What about me? I won't let you do this!". Despite she saying these things she knew, in the deep of her heart, that it was in his nature, in his fierce, loyal, altruistic and righteous inner nature. He was and always would be a soldier a fighter, ready to die but ready to protect the ones he cared. He enlisted right after high school, leaving his father disappointed but immensely proud since his grandfather were a war hero. With only a few years he was already a first sergeant, demonstrating agility and strength in the field, but also compassion and friendship between his comrades. His strategy abilities were impeccable and his leadership unquestionable. His will, unbreakable such as his character. He got a scarred eye from the last mission, just as some new scars. She would freak out for sure. He didn't like leaving her alone, especially when she drew so much unwanted attention. She got accepted in various colleges, but they agreed it would be better for her to be close to her family, so she was attending the Ohio university, Law course, it was only 50 minutes from their house (he bought a house for them, without telling anyone not even his father, with the money his grandpa left for him in his testament when he was 10), although she didn't live there, she still lived with her aunt and cousin in the downtown area, 30 minutes from her college.

Whenever he was in town they would stay at the house, it was a modest two-story house in a quiet and residential neighborhood, with a backyard that was the main reason for his purchase. It had a Mikan orange tree, together with some flowers and stuff like that, he doesn't give a shit about plants and trees, but she loved that kind of thing something about her parents, so he automatically liked it too. He just wanted a place away from his father. A place for his equipment and training room, a place for her to cook and study. Their home. And it was at their garden that he was "spying" his beautiful woman, from there he had a perfect view of the kitchen. She would often spent the weekends or some random days there, cooking and gardening her beloved plants and tree. She loved taking care of their house, cleaning it making look like they were actually married. They agreed, since he had joined the s.e.a.l.s., that their relationship would stay as boyfriend and girlfriend until he was stable enough on the navy to not take such risky missions, fearing for her safety. She was working a part-time job at a law firm, close to her college. She was so happy studying the law and working at the firm with minimum salary, she was starting to feel independent and responsible. Between his incoming from the navy and the money his father would give him monthly, Zoro was more than satisfied, he didn't need much to live. The problem was the greedy witch, as he often called his girlfriend, she was always shopping, wasting money on stupid clothes, shoes and girly stuff and she would hit him every time he said something about it. Her aunt was a very open-minded woman, happily married to a very rich doctor, so she and her cousin had whatever they wanted, after all they were the same age. He actually didn't care if she wasted her money or his as long as she was happy. She would be always so happy wearing new clothes and doing whatever she does when shopping with her cousin Nojiko. The two were inseparable, almost like sisters.

He finally entered the house, silently leaving a wet trail behind him along with his bag and dripping coat, approaching her from behind. She was focused on mixing her special mikan flavored sauce and humming a tune when two strong arms encircled her pushing her to a hard chest and sniffing her neck. She dropped the bowl and was about to scream and hit her attacker when she felt it. That masculine, musk scent that overwhelmed her completely and instantly she knew who was there. "Zoro!" she turned and hugged him, burying her face into his chest letting him squeeze her hard, almost melting the two together. He started to feel his chest warm and more wet than already was, feeling her body shake with her sobs he started to released her and they slowly separated. "why do you always cry?" he asked wiping carefully her tears away. She hit his chest "baka! You scared me, I wasn't expecting you", "of course not, this is a surprise after all". She finally looked at his face and the look of horror she gave him made him worry for a moment. "w-w what happened? Why is your eye closed like this? Are you okay? Oh my god, Zoro what did they do to you? Here let-". She was freaking out, her hands shaking, worry plastered on her face. "woman I'm fine, quit freaking out already." he said while holding her arms and looking her with his good eye. "what do you mean freaking out? Of course I'll freak out! How would you feel if you come back and I got a scar in my eye?" he tensed, "I would kill everyone in this f** city until I found the bastard and when I got a grab of his sorry ass, I would make sure he would never touch what is mine!" at the end of his sentence he was growling with hate and rage, his hands clenching like he was ready to kill someone."Zoro, babe. Calm down, I was just saying it hypothetically. Zoro?". She was holding his face down, caressing his cheeks and looking in his good eye, searching for her boyfriend to come back. "you need to control your possessiveness, babe." she said, kissing his lips. "I'm sorry, I was, I mean - you got me by surprise. you know I care deeply for you and the thought of you getting hurt- it drives me crazy." he said hugging her and kissing her neck. "stop! i- it tickles!" she was pushing him, giggling and getting red-faced.

he slowly push her on the kitchen floor, straddling her as he continued to tickle her with his mouth and his hands. when he finally stopped, she had tears in her eyes. he was just above her, staring at her with a grin in his face. she reached for his face and with trembling fingers she touched his scarred eye. " does it hurt?" he shake his head. she then pushed him down and tenderly laid down butterfly kisses on his eyes, his nose, forehead, cheeks and one sweet kiss on his lips. he took her hands and kissed each palm. "it doesn't bother me, really. it was a fragmentation grenade, It was an accident. nothing much. I told you before, I'll always come back to you." he cupped her face and kissed her, a long and passionate kiss.