Chapter 14 - Dance With Me

Zoro groans as he wakes up the next morning, feeling stiff after sleeping on the couch all night, and proceeds to stretch once he's up and on his feet. It is as he's stretching that he realises that there's a wonderful smell in his apartment and he turns towards the kitchen to see Sanji putting the finishing touches to their breakfast.

"You didn't have to put me in your bed."

"Yeah well, I don't have another bedroom, so…"

"I would have been fine on the couch myself…. but thanks anyway. You have quite a nice place. I'm surprised you managed to keep it clean."

"Oi, I can look after myself."

"I never said you couldn't. Just get your ass over here and eat this food."

Zoro grumbles as he walks into the kitchen and sits down at the table before making a start on his breakfast. He hasn't tasted food this good in years, and he's pretty sure that Sanji's cooking has improved since he's been away, but either way he doesn't voice his compliments, as usual.

Sanji eats quietly and sips on his coffee while he watches in disgust as Zoro scoffs down his food at an alarming rate, rivalling the likes of Luffy.

"So what are you doing today?"

"Oi, don't eat with your mouth full, moss head. And if you must know, I'm going to check on how the restaurant is coming along."

"I'll come with you. I can drive you down."

"You don't have to."

"I know."

Sanji smiles as he finishes his food then starts clearing up and doing the dishes as Zoro gets changed to leave.

About half an hour later, they are at the building where the All Blue is being refurbished, and are taking a look around inside. Not much has been done yet, aside from certain walls being knocked down while others are being built to create the new room layouts, and the men who are working on the job inform Sanji that the electrics and plumbing are going to need replacing, which means even more expenses. They take a quick look around, not taking long before going back out to Zoro's car, but only the swordsman gets in and he winds the window down to talk to Sanji.

"Oi shit cook, why aren't you getting in?"

"My apartment isn't far from here so I'm going to walk."

"Not coming back to mine then?"

"No, I need a change of clothes and a shower."

"I could always drive you there so you can grab some clothes, and you could have a shower at mine instead?"

"Can't stand to be away from me, huh marimo?"

"Shut up, of course not."

"Is that you denying the accusation, or are you saying that you can't stand to be away from me?" Sanji asks with a smirk.

"The first one. Just get in the car."

"Like I said, I need to go home and have a shower."

"And like I said, you can have a shower at mine. Its lunch time right, don't you want to cook for me?"

"I'm not your slave, marimo."

"Ah I see. I'll just go home and order a pizza then…."

"Like hell I'll let you eat that shit!"

Zoro chuckles as Sanji gets into the passenger seat, then he drives the blond to his rented apartment to pick up some clean clothes before taking him home. A few hours later, after Sanji has showered and changed, and they've had their lunch, the both of them are watching T.V in Zoro's living room. As there's nothing interesting to them that's currently on, Sanji is flicking through the music channels.

"Oi, wait, go back."

"Huh, what for?"

Sanji goes back a few channels until Zoro tells him to stop, and he's surprised when the song that is currently playing is a slow love song. It's more his thing than Zoro's, so he has no clue as to why the swordsman wants him to stop there, "what do you want this song on for?"

He watches as Zoro gets up from beside him then holds out his hand to him, "dance with me."

"...What?"

"Dance with me?"

"Have you hit your head or something?"

"No. Just dance with me. Come on," Zoro replies as he grabs Sanji's hand and gently pulls him up and off from the couch, not letting go of the other's hand once his standing with him.

"Do you even know how to?"

"Dance with me, and you'll find out."

Sanji nods and blushes lightly as Zoro puts his other hand on his slender waist. The swordsman presses their bodies closer as the music continues to play, smoothly swaying them from side to side, occasionally pulling away to spin Sanji around slowly before pulling him back in. Sanji bites his lip and silently acknowledges how well the other dances, and then wraps his arms around Zoro's neck once he's brought back in once more. The swordsman grins at that, wrapping his arms around the cook's waist and smiling to himself when he feels Sanji's head on his shoulder.

"You're actually quite good at this, marimo. Did you take lessons or something?"

"Not really. Perona taught me. Well, she took the lessons and made me practice with her when she needed to practice outside of the lessons."

"Perona? The pink haired girl who used to go to the same school as us? A few years older?"

"Yeah, her."

"I didn't know you two were so close."

"We weren't. When I was at Mihawk's place training, she was staying with him. She took the dance lessons to try and impress him. Don't know why. I'm not sure if she ever showed him."

"Well either way, I'm jealous~."

Zoro chuckles and interrupts the blond, "of what? Me because I got to dance with what you call a beautiful woman?"

"I wasn't going to say that I'm jealous of you. It's the opposite actually. And Perona is a beautiful woman."

"You're jealous of Perona?"

Sanji nods then smiles as he pulls back slightly to look at Zoro. The song they were dancing to has already finished, a while ago actually, and has changed to a different song, but they never noticed as they were too wrapped in each other.

"She got to teach you how to dance. I'd have liked to do that myself."

"Why? So you could laugh at me when I got it wrong, and tease me about it?"

"Hmm, that too," Sanji smiles, then leans closer and kisses Zoro softly."

The swordsman's eye widens slightly in surprise and he tenses up before relaxing back against Sanji and closing his eye as he kisses the other back, allowing the blonde's tongue to slide into his mouth after asking for permission. Sanji slides his fingers into Zoro's hair and lightly pulls on the strands as he deepens the kiss, both of them gently pulling back when they run out of air, panting softly as they stay close together and watch each other's reactions.

"I've wanted to do that for so long."

Sanji nods and smiles, "me too."

He bites his lip as he glances to the hallway behind Zoro then looks back to the swordsman with a sparkle in his eyes, "bedroom?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Zoro grins, both of them chuckling as the swordsman leads Sanji to his bedroom, for once not getting lost along the way.

Once there, Sanji pulls out a small bottle of lube and some condoms from his jacket pocket, placing them on the bedside table, causing the swordsman to raise his eyebrow in question.

"Do you always carry this stuff with you?"

"N-no…. I grabbed them when we went to my place to pick up some clothes… I kind of planned to make a move on you, but you beat me to it…."

The blond blushes lightly and glances away when he sees the smirk on Zoro's face, "I can't believe you brought this with you -"

"- Oi shut up! The last time I saw you, you were still a virgin, so I couldn't rely on you to have this shit."

"I still am."

"What?"

Sanji looks back towards the swordsman to see a serious expression on the other man's face, but he wasn't prepared for the smirk to come back and for what Zoro said next.

"Though that doesn't necessarily mean I wouldn't have any lube."

"Oh my god… You…. I just… I can't…"

The blond erupts into fits of laughter, Zoro chuckling at him as he tries to calm it down, "what? There's nothing wrong with that. Now come on, are we doing this or what?" the swordsman asks as he walks over to his bed, unbuttoning his shirt, and then carelessly dropping it to the floor beside him.

Sanji's laughter dies down as he takes in the image of the shirtless swordsman and he absentmindedly licks his lips. Wordlessly, the blond steps forward, succumbing to his desire, and he wraps his arms around Zoro's neck, pulling him in for a passionate kiss, parting his lips to give an invitation for the other's warm tongue. Zoro wastes no time and practically shoves his tongue into the blond's mouth, swirling their tongues rapidly and quickly peeling off layer after layer of clothing. Sanji pulls his best friend on top of him once he's on the bed, wrapping those long dangerous legs around the man's muscular waist. Slight moans are released between their kiss as Zoro begins to caress down Sanji's slender sides, down to that frequently irritating belt. After noticing his marimo struggling with the article, the blonde takes it off instead. Their kiss finally parts when the need for air becomes too desperate, but it doesn't stop the swordsman from attacking the cook's neck with kisses and light bites to the sensitive, pale skin. For a virgin, Zoro knows what he's doing for the most part.

"Ngh, Z-Zoro...," Sanji whispers breathlessly between moans as he feels Zoro's lips travel down along his body.

Each kiss leaves a lingering heat as they slowly reach further and further down to the cook's most sensitive area. Pants and boxers are quickly discarded by Zoro, leaving them both fully naked on the swordsman's bed, and he only hesitates slightly to run his velvet tongue all over Sanji's throbbing erection slowly. Taking his time, since he's a virgin, it's obvious that Zoro at least has some idea about what he is doing, even if it is hesitantly and at a snail's pace which is driving the blonde insane with impatience and arousal. Sanji's moans and pleas for more only escalate after watching his cock slowly disappear into Zoro's mouth. The sensation is too unbearable as Sanji grips the sheets tightly until his knuckles turn white, struggling to keep his voice down so that they don't disturb their neighbours'. The swordsman gags slightly, but gets over it quickly as he's secretly enjoying this as much as the cook. Sanji gently makes the other pull away before he comes too early, smirking as he flips their positions over. He grabs the bottle of lube he had with him, popping the cap open.

Zoro watches in anxious anticipation as the cook squirts the cool gel onto his fingers. His expression tenses up when one of those long digits slide into his rear. Sanji waits a moment so the swordsman can adjust to the new penetration before pumping his finger in and out slowly, gently adding another one a short while later. After deeming Zoro fully prepared, the blonde slowly removes his fingers and earns a faint whimper from the swordsman. The cook opens the condom wrapper with his teeth, carefully sliding the rubber onto his shaft. The swordsman watches as the other smears lube onto his covered cock. Sanji slowly pushes his length into Zoro, watching him for any signs of discomfort. A simple nod is all it takes to give Sanji the permission to continue. The thrusts start out slow and slightly gentle so that the swordsman wouldn't be in too much pain. Of course the blonde doesn't hold back with his strength when the force of the thrusts increased greatly. Zoro doesn't moan loudly as most would, he grunts and lets out faint moans of pleasure here and there which Sanji had honestly expected from the man, though that doesn't mean that he's going to give up easily on trying to break the swordsman's who's currently under him, becoming more dishevelled by the second. Both of them are reaching their limits, after holding back on each other for so long and needing this as much they need air, while Sanji's movements become more erratic, slamming into the swordsman with all his strength, only slowing down as they reach their climaxes.

He stays there hovering over Zoro for a few seconds while they catch their breath, then he slowly pulls out and discards of the condom before cleaning them up and joining the swordsman back on the bed. Still panting softly they look into each other's' eyes and grin. No words need to be exchanged at this point; simply looking into each other's eyes is more than enough proof to portray their emotions. It took them a long time to get to this point, between Sanji's constant ex partners, Zoro's inability to confess how he really felt, and with Sanji's going off to university and not returning home for six years, but the wait was worth every second.

Eight months later, Sanji's restaurant has finished being refurbished, and it's exactly a week before the opening night of All Blue. The upstairs has been finished too, all that's left is to unpack the boxes full of Sanji's things, and that is exactly what he and Zoro are doing. As they unpack the boxes which are currently placed in the living, the radio is playing, tuned in to one of the local radio stations.

"How can one person have so much shit?"

"Oi, shut the fuck up, marimo, it's not shit….Oi, moss-head… what are you being quiet for all of a sudden?"

Sanji turns around and his eyes widen when he sees Zoro smirking at him smugly, holding up a small dark green blanket.

"You kept it, all this time?"

"O-Oi, give me that!"

The blond makes a grab for the object in Zoro's hand, but the swordsman holds it out of reach as Sanji chases him around the living room, trying to get it back.

"That's not what you think it is!"

"Oh really? It sure does look like it~ and hey, look shit-cook, it's got my name on the label~."

Sanji groans as he gives up trying to get the blanket back, and he get back to unpacking his things, Zoro chuckling at him as he watches.

"I don't know what you're laughing at, you shitty swordsman. You still have my old teddy bear in your apartment."

"You looked through my things?!"

"No, but now I don't have too~."

"I hate you…," Zoro grumbles.

"Now, we both know that's not true~," Sanji grins as he walks over to Zoro and wraps his arms around the swordsman's neck, "we both know that you love me really~."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah~."

Sanji leans in to kiss him, but he stops when the song on the radio changes and plays the exact same song they'd first slow danced to together a few months back.

Zoro grins when he recognises the song, "would you like to dance?"

"I'd love to."

The blond smiles as Zoro's arms wrap around his waist, pulling him in closer, and they slowly dance to the song, just like they did the first time.

"Hey, Zoro?"

"Hmm?"

"Move in with me."

The swordsman stops dancing and looks to the cook in disbelief, "really? You want me to move in with you? I thought you liked having your own space?"

"I do…. but things changed….. So, will you move in with me?"

Zoro nods, and then grins as he kisses Sanji, "Of course I will."

Kissing him once more, the swordsman then pulls away slightly and spins Sanji around slowly before bringing him back in, wrapping his arms around the blond as they continue to dance to the rest of the song. The boxes filled with Sanji's things can wait for just a little while longer.