Get What You Wanted? - Roronoa Zoro & Vinsmoke Sanji
HardDom!Zoro / Sub!Reader / SoftDom!Sanji
Summary: Sanji leaves you alone at the seedy pirate bar, drunk and needy- but you're not alone for long. Another man comes to give you what your lover didn't and you'll be begging him for more before it's over.
Established relationship between all characters. The three of you decide to have a little indecent fun on the sleazy side of the island.
CW: Threesome, Roleplaying, Fake Cheating, Slight CNC, Dirty Talk, Public Sex, Slight Intoxication, Fingering (F rec), Creampie
Word Count: 3.5k
The saloon is rowdy and loud. Laughter is raucous and drunken. Lively music flies from the hands of pianists and fiddlers. Glass shatters from wayward darts flung by tipsy fingers. It’s a place of delicious debauchery and licentious recreation- and its perfect. Exactly the kind of place you had been wanting to sink your teeth into, appetite wet for a taste of its temper. You don't often have such cravings, but now and then the hunger wells. And your sweet lover, as always, is more than happy to feed you.
Sanji’s leaned back against the bar, his usual style swapped for something a little more native. He’s relaxed despite the chaos, grin to his lips watching you sip the third drink he’s ordered for you. “Good, Angel?” You nod, face warm and body pleasantly buzzing. He leans forward to kiss you, tongue swiping out to taste the drink on your lips. “Mmm. Delicious.”
You bite your lip with a grin, face warming at his bold affection. It’s not out of place here. In fact, you’re quite sure the shadowy corners are filled with people sharing more than a kiss. You take another sip of your drink and lean in to give him another taste. Sanji happily accepts, sucking your lower lip and licking at your tongue. His gaze is heated as he pulls away, thumb swiping over your mouth. You suck at the pad of it and there’s a satisfied hum in his chest.
“Having fun?” He pulls his hand from your mouth and runs it along your jaw.
“Yes,” you smile, “thanks for bringing me.”
He grins, “what my Princess wants, she gets.” His hand grabs the leg of your stool and drags it closer. “Even if she wants to be a little deviant,” your breath hitches as he leans forward and presses his lips to your ear, “she’s going to get it.” His warm hands run up your bare thighs, fingers slipping under the hem of your short dress. A whimper escapes as they roam inwards to the sensitive plush of your inner thighs.
His lips press to down your neck and your eyes search out. Most people aren’t paying any mind to what you’re doing at all- but a few are. When you meet their eyes, warmth pools at your blatant exhibitionism.
Sanji feels the heat radiating from your center and grins, nipping at your throat before he brings his lips back to yours and whispers “wait here. I’ll be right back.” He’s walking off before you can even register that he’s pulled away. You call after him, but he’s winding through the crowd and doesn’t look back at you.
You pout, but do what he says and stay where you are. You take a few sips of your drink as you watch the room, the robust atmosphere doing little to cool he heat Sanji left you simmering in. You press your thighs together, feeling an easy glide of friction, and hope he comes back soon.
Another man sidles up to you, leaning against the bar and leering at you with a hungry glint in eyes that had been watching the way Sanji touched you just moments ago. His grin is wide, pupils blown, and clothes ragged. The tattoos and sword at his belt marks him as a fellow pirate like most of the other patrons here. “Lonely, baby? I can help with that.”
He reaches a hand towards your bare thighs, but just before they can make contact, he’s lurched back, stumbling onto the floor. He turns with a snarl on his face, “what the-“
“Get lost.” The man’s eyes trail up, up, up, as he takes in the sight of the massive man that now stands between him and his conquest. At the sight of Zoro, whatever notions he had of a fight quickly flee. He holds his hands up in surrender and shrugs his shoulders, turning back towards the room in search of more merriment.
Zoro turns and rakes his eyes over your body, taking in how much you’ve left on display. “Girl like you shouldn’t be alone in a place like this, dressed in something like that.” He leans in, a hand resting on the bar, half caging you with his big arm. “It’s just asking for trouble.”
You swallow, looking up at him, “good thing I’m not alone then.”
He tilts his head, eyes scanning to the side, “really?” He asks, disbelieving.
He scoffs, “I don’t see him.”
Zoro places his other hand on the other side of you, completely caging you in. His eyes are dark as he leans down and your back hits the edge of the bar as you try to keep some distance. “Some boyfriend. Bringing you here and leaving you all by yourself. Bet he’s off humping some broad in the corner, getting off knowing his pretty little girlfriend is just waiting here so obediently.”
“He’s wouldn’t do that,” you defend.
“Then where is he, hm?” He gets closer, face inches from yours. “Maybe he’s not coming back. Maybe he doesn’t even care if another man comes and has his way with you.” Your breath hitches, tongue darting across your lips. Zoro grins as he tracks the movement. “Shit, maybe you don’t either.”
Zoro grabs your drink, eyes locked onto yours as he tips it to his lips before slamming it back onto the bar. One hand slides up to fist your hair, roughly tilting your head back. The other he brings to your jaw, thumb forcibly pushing between your lips as he pries your mouth open.
He hovers over you, dark eyes never leaving your gaze as he lets the drink pour from his mouth into yours. You moan as you feel it trickle into you, but he keeps you wrenched open until you’ve taken every last drop. His big hand covers your mouth and your eyes widen as you look up at him. “Swallow.”
You do. It flows warm down your throat and you feel it drop all the way into your low body. Zoro’s smile is feral as he looks at you, hand still over your mouth. “Such a fucking whore.” You shake your head in protest and he brings his lips down to drip more venom in your ears. “Yeah? When I put my hand between your legs, what am I gonna feel? Bet your wet cunt’s gonna suck my fingers right in.” He laughs darkly when you press your thighs together, big hand diving straight between them. “Let’s find out.”
You’re no match for his strength as he spears his hand forward and- just like he said- his fingers slide straight into you. Your eyes roll back and you release a muffled sound into his palm. “Fucking hell you’re drenched.” He curls his fingers inside you and your body jerks with the shock of pleasure. “Needy little bitch. Can’t believe your man left you like this. Guess I’ll just have to take care of you for him, yeah?”
Your objections are stifled behind his hand as he begins to pump his fingers into you. Your eyes flit around the room, realization settling over your clouded mind that you’re openly getting fingered at the edge of the bar for anyone to see. While Zoro’s broad body blocks most of the view and his hand quiets most of your noises, you aren’t hidden and a few people have definitely noticed.
Zoro’s thumb presses into your clit as he penetrates you and your eyes flutter. “Nasty girl, likes being watched. Bet that prick from earlier is jerking himself off right now to you.” You moan as his thumb circles your clit and your knees start sliding further apart. “Yeah, go ahead. Spread your legs, let everyone watch your little cunt get fucked.” You squeeze around his fingers, breaths coming shallow through your nose. “Shit, you’re gonna cum,” he laughs. “You’re gonna fucking cum.”
Your hands grip around his arm working you and your hips rock on the stool as you lose yourself, fucking him back. “Do it. Dirty bitch, fucking cum right here.” Your back arches and you release a sound that turns a few heads, even behind his hand. Your grip is unyielding on his arm as you fuck your orgasm onto his fingers.
He pumps until you stop squeezing, finally removing his hand from your face and pulling his fingers out of you, bringing them to his mouth and sucking off your cum with a hum of satisfaction. “Now, say thank you.”
You pant, daze of drink and climax so heavy in your mind that you don’t even think to argue, “thank you.”
“Good girl,” he praises. “That’s what your man should have done for you.” His hand cups your chin, forcing you to look at him. “But I had to go and do it instead,” his thumb drags along your lips. “So now you’re going to give me his reward, understand?”
Your lidded eyes blink up at him and one thought manages to stick in your mind, “Sanji… he’s coming back.”
“And what’s he gonna find, huh? His girlfriend sitting in a pool of her own cum another man fingered out of her?”
You suck in a breath and press your thighs together, feeling the stickiness between them. Zoro grabs you by the waist and flings you over his shoulder and you yelp as he halls you off the stool, a little pool of your arousal left behind. “W-where are you taking me?”
“You think I’m done with you?” Your fingers grip into the fabric at his back as you look up, people grinning and laughing your way as they watch the man carry you off. At the angle you’re folding over his shoulder, you know anyone can see up your dress from the front and catch a peek at your slick glistening sex.
He carries you away from the bar and down a hall leading out the back, kicking the door open as he exits into the alley behind the saloon. It’s dark now, moon high in the sky. Even outside, the noise from the saloon still vibrates through your spine as Zoro presses you to the wall.
He wraps your legs around his waist, supporting your weight while his hands go to push his pants down. “Eyes down here. I want you to look at it.” You obey, eyes dropping between your bodies as he shoves his pants down and lets his cock spring up between you. He’s unbelievably hard, reddened tip leaking under your gaze, pearls of precum pooling and sliding over his shaft.
“Touch it,” he demands. Your hands move instantly, one wrapping low near the base of his shaft, the other closer to his cockhead, letting your fingers graze over his slit and smear his precum. He’s thick and heavy and so, so, hot in your hands. His arms rest on either side of your head against the wall as he presses his hips into your touch. “Tell me,” he orders, “is it bigger than your boyfriend’s?” You lick your lips, hands roaming over his shaft. “Answer me,” he growls.
The smile that cuts across his face is vicious, “you’re going to feel just how much bigger,” his big hand goes to your throat, “when I’m fucking it into you.”
Your breath hitches, “y-you can’t-“
“I’m going to. And you’re going to beg me to do it.” There’s a tearing sound as he rips your panties and stuffs them into his pocket. Zoro hooks his hands under your knees and holds you open against the wall. “Your body’s already begging me,” he says, watching your cunt squeeze around nothing.
He rocks his hips forward, letting his heavy cock drag against your clit and a whimper falls from your lips. “Tell me how my cock feels rubbing all over your little pussy.”
Your hands press to his chest, fingers desperate for purchase as he pins you into a position you can barely move from. “It… it feels good~” Your clit drags over his shaft as he thrusts against you, from base to tip- where he lets his cockhead prod against your sensitive bud.
“Fuuuck, that pussy’s clenching. Naughty girl wants to get fucked so bad,” he picks up his pace. “Go on. Beg me for it. Beg for my cock.”
Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as the dam breaks and your restraint snaps, “fuck me- please, fuck me.”
“Need your big cock inside me- fuck me hard, please, please.”
“You’re so much bigger than him, please- I need to feel it. Use me, please use me.”
“I’m not going to be gentle. I’m not going to be sweet. I’m not going to romance you. You understand? I’m going to fuck you rough and dirty and you’re going to take it like a good bitch and say thank you when I cum into your nasty little cunt.”
“Yes, yes,” you beg, “I’ll be good, I’ll be so good.”
Zoro slams his cock into you and your nails scrape down his chest. He’s not deterred, he’s fucking you like mad, bruising grip keeping your legs spread as he drives you back into the wall. His head tips back and he groans, “Ah, fuuck, you’re so fucking tight.” He growls through his teeth, “gripping me so goddamn good.”
Zoro pulls himself out to the tip before slamming back into you, watching himself get sucked in by your greedy cunt. His own knees hit the wall from the force he uses to drive into you, but he doesn’t care- it’s nothing compared to how fucking good his cock feels buried inside you. Your voice babbles on, speech slurred and tears streaming down your face. “So much-so full-so good-“
“What the hell are you doing?” A cold voice slices through the night, reaching some deep corner of your distant sobriety.
You gasp, Zoro looks over his shoulder at Sanji and laughs, “Think I’m fucking your girl.” He looks back at you, “that him, baby?”
“S-sanji…” you whine, voice trembling with the bounce of your body on Zoro’s cock.
“She’s squeezing my cock like crazy. Wants it so fucking bad.”
“You’re letting him fuck you?” Sanji’s accusation is low and deadly and your mind can’t grasp at any excuse against it.
“I’m sorr- ah~” your apology crumbles as Zoro tilts your hips to hit the sweeter spot inside you. “W-wait…stop…”
Zoro tilts his head back and laughs, “You want me to stop? After you begged me for it? I don’t think so.”
Sanji flicks his lighter, bringing a cigarette between his lips. The glow is bright in the night and there’s a comforting scent as he exhales, taking a step towards you. “He’s not going to stop, Princess,” he tells you. “You let him put his cock inside you. It’s not coming out until he cums,” You whimper. “So be a good girl and take your punishment now.”
“No wonder you wanted me so bad. You’ve got a shitty boyfriend,” Zoro chuckles. His eyes slice over to Sanji, “at least you can see how its supposed to look-“ he grabs the top of your dress and pulls it down over your breasts, letting them fall free- “when a real man fucks your woman.” Your breasts bounce with every thrust of Zoro’s hips. “Wanna tell him what you did?”
There’s a whine in your throat and your hand moves down between your bodies, your clit desperate for friction. “Don’t,” Sanji orders. “Don’t touch yourself.” He steps up next to you and slides his hand over your leg until it reaches Zoro’s. Their hands linger there together as Zoro fucks himself into you and Sanji looks at him, “If you’re a real man, you’ll make her cum.”
Zoro barks a laugh as he meets Sanji’s gaze, “already did.”
“Do it again. Don’t cum until she does,” his eyes slide back to yours, “make her squeeze it out of you.” He blows smoke between your three bodies, “she's good at that.”
Zoro takes his hand off your knee, letting Sanji keep you pinned there for him. One of your hands grips Sanji’s arm, the other still bunched at Zoro’s chest. Zoro’s fingers find your clit and he starts rolling it between his knuckles, your pussy clenching as if to prove Sanji’s point. “Fuck yeah she is,” he grunts out.
Sanji holds his cigarette between his teeth as he reaches his free hand up to brush the tears at your cheeks. His voice is slightly slurred in his partially closed mouth, “now, tell me what you did, Princess.”
Your lips tremble, “Sanji…”
“Fucking tell him,” Zoro growls, head dipping into the crook of you neck, torn between his restraint and his desperate need to fuck you like an animal.
“He put his fingers inside me, Sanji. He rubbed my clit.”
“I came. I came so hard,” Zoro groans, feeling your grip tighten around his cock. He’s trying so fucking hard not to lose it, fingers pressing harder into your clit, his thrusts hitting deeper inside you.
“In front of everyone. Spread her legs right fucking there at the bar. Left her cum on the seat- bet its still fucking wet.”
Sanji brushes your hair behind your ear, “you’re going to do it again. You’re going to cum on his cock and you’re going to milk every drop out of him, understand?”
“Yes, my Prince, I understand- I’ll do it- I’ll be so good~”
“You getting off on this?," Zoro asks him, "Making your fucking dick hard?”
Sanji looks at Zoro where he’s still leaned into you. He puts his hand onto Zoro's lower back, pushing his pumping hips into a new angle before raising your knee higher.
You feel it instantly as Zoro’s cock starts pounding into something more delicate. Pressure swells and threatens to burst. “Fuck, she’s gonna cum,” he brutalizes you with every thrust, keeping exactly where Sanji put him.
“Harder on her clit,” Sanji orders.
Zoro obeys and the moment his fingers press into you, you’re undone. You flood him, cunt coming down hard and Zoro growls into your neck as his cock thrashes, cum spurting into your clenching pussy. He’s absolutely drenched in you, but he doesn’t stop pumping- not until he’s sure you’ve taken every last drop. “Fuck, take it all- take it all, baby. Milking me so fucking good.”
Zoro’s thrusts slow and he gives you one-two-three more pumps before he’s sure he’s given you everything. Your breath fights to even out, fingers still hanging onto both your men as you find your way back down. Your body trembles in their hold, still reeling from the violence of your orgasm. Zoro keeps his face to your neck, kissing your racing pulse.
Sanji’s fingers trail over your face and you turn into his touch, kissing his palm. He pulls away to take the smoke from his mouth, flicking the ash to the ground, ember dancing with the motion. “Get what you wanted, Angel?” You whimper, not yet able to form words.
Zoro grins, dragging his teeth over your throat, “she gave me what I wanted.”
Sanji smiles at you then, “you know you’re my Princess, right?” You nod and he puts the cigarette back between his teeth, “then you should know that what you gave him,” Sanji smooths his hand across Zoro’s back, “wasn’t yours to give.”
Zoro leans back and looks down at you, still buzzed and fucked out. Your eyes track the movement of his hand as he reaches over and pulls at Sanji’s belt, loosing his tented pants. He steps aside, hand still pinning you as he yanks Sanji forward between your legs.
“You let him take something that belongs to me, Princess.” Zoro reaches up and takes the cigarette from his mouth and Sanji lets the smoke trail above your heads before he brings his lips dangerously close to yours. “So I’m going to take it back.”
The big bed of the resort is soft but it’s in absolute shambles. As is the rest of the room. “We should leave before they charge us for the damage.”
“I don’t want to wake her.”
Only a few hours before dawn did you finally fall asleep, completely worn out. Your naked form lays face down between them, breath soft and body exhausted. Sanji’s propped on an elbow, soft smile on his lips as he looks down at your peaceful face, basking in the afterglow of all the love you made. Zoro’s at your other side, one arm behind his head, the other across his bare stomach, relaxed, but sleepless.
Sanji looks over at him and frowns, “you let that asshole get too close.”
Zoro turns his head and cracks his eye open, “what?”
He scoffs, keeping his voice low as not to wake you, “I wasn’t going to let him.”
“Well, he nearly did,” Sanji hisses back.
Zoro cocks a brow, his scowl morphing into a grin, “what’d you do to him?”
Sanji’s face evens out with a grin to match, “I kicked him out.”
Zoro huffs a laugh, rolling over to lay his arm across your back, fingers gently wrapping around Sanji’s wrist. “Sleep, Prince.” Sanji settles down into the bed, his arm brushing against Zoro’s as he slides it over you.
