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How you found yourself on top of the counter in the Sunny having some type of liquor being poured into your belly button by none other than your very own green haired swordsman ? You could not remember for the life of you.

All of the cheering and the yelling from the crowd of pirates circled around you however, is giving you somewhat of a reminder of how you got here.

But now as the man sprinkles a small line of, what you could only guess as, salt across your torso. The implication of what he was about to do caused your heart to beat feverishly against your rib cage.

I am never drinking again. What in the world did I get myself int-

All thoughts were interrupted as Zoro positioned himself crouched above you. His hands palmed onto the counter on either side of you, leaning over to get in position.

Then any thought you even had in your brain was wiped out immediately as he tilted his head down and begs to lick the line of salt on your stomach. He started from the top of your belly button, dragging himself upwards. It was surprisingly soft and delicate and gentle. Most importantly, it was slow.

Zoro took his time licking you, and every nerve in your body erupted into flames. So much so that you barely heard the crowd around you burst into another roar of cheering. He knew how much this was undoing you, and he had the audacity to enjoy it. You stifled your groan.

You caught his eyes as he was halfway down the salt line. And surly enough you saw not only the drunken flush of his face, but the burning intensity behind his eyes.

You could have taken him right then and there.

The only restraint you had was from the over crowded kitchen, and that public indecency was not exactly your thing.

But even that slowly began to crumble. Between your locked eyes, and the heat of his body hovering over yours. Time began to slow, edging out every drop of your patience.

It was waning. Quickly.

Finally he reached the end of the salt line and broke his gaze from yours to move back down. He ever so gently placed his lips against your lower abdomen, drinking away the liquid he just poured onto you a moment ago.

You wonder if he could feel the tension in your body and how badly you didn’t want him to stop. You wonder if he could feel your need for him to go lower until he was between your parted legs with his head buried deep-

Yet another round of erupting cheers flooded the room. Within moments the both of you were pulled apart. People threw their arms around Zoro patting his chest and back and pulling him in for another proper shot. With others from your audience pulling you up from the counter to prep their own round of body shots. Another drink already being shoved in one hand, and your other being pulled away from center stage.

Everyone was cheering out on and laughing joyously as another set of people continued the activity. Though your mind and body still buzzing with the sensation of him, kept you unfocused. You looked around the quickly filling room once again as more and more people began to come inside, curiosity piquing their interests.

You need to find him, to at least lock eye once more.

To know that it wasnt just you who still felt the intensity, and how badly you wanted him.

Luckily it didnt take long to find him in the crowd once more, far on the other side of the room. As if on cue, your eyes meet once more and your question was answered.

He still felt it. There was no mistake in that look.

He only nodded and stalked towards the exit. You followed suit, though your gait was much more hurried and a grin was quickly beginning to spread on your face.

The both of you knew how this night was ending.

There goes any semblance of sleep tonight.

Kakyoin brought a few volumes of his favorite manga with him on the trip. Polnareff was always curious on what they were about so he asked Kak one day when they were rooming overnight together. They spent the rest of the night talking about manga and Kak even gave Pol one of his manga books to a shojo series he really liked.

And the minute that Pol started reading it, he immediately became a shojo fanatic! He ate that shit uppppppp. If the crew ever ended up near a bookstore of any kind. Pol was in there searching for some new shojo to read.

It wasn't until one night, he couldn't do it. His mind wouldn't stop agonizing and antagonizing him until he found himself in the pouring rain banging on Jotaro's door. He had to visit, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it alone.

Of course, with Jotaro, it was a quiet memorial, but Polnareff was well aware

Pol's hand brushed the wet stone as the wounds he had tried his best to salve with nonstop work and a transparent mask of nonchalance crumbled away.

'I'm sorry my friend. I am so sorry."

"He wouldn't want you to wallow Polnareff."

Polnareff looked up at the young man with one hand holding an umbrella and another stuffed into his pockets

"He would want you to live the life that you have in your hands now."

Joseph at the beginning of the journey really tried hard to reconnect with his grandson. However, the last time he visited Holly and Jotaro, Jotaro was still fully a child. Joseph isn’t a bad grandpa, he just wasnt there that often so he knew what Jotaro liked back then but not so much now. Since this was the only information that Joseph had to go with, in typical grandpa fashion, Joseph used that information to try to reconnect.

All of the crusaders were sitting down eating dinner in a hotel they had grabbed. Jotaro was eating silently next to Joesph while Polnareff was prattling an away. As Pol, Avdol, and Kak casually chatted away, Joseph began plotting his plan of attack.

He would wait for a lull in the conversation to arrive and throw in a casual comment that would work seamlessly into a way that would get brooding teen talking.

Then the fated lull in conversation came.

‘This is my chance’ he cleared his throat ever so casually ‘Hey Jotaro how is [insert child activity] been going?’

That question was not as seamless at he thought that was going to be. At all.

Jotaro doesnt even pause in his eating. He fully just says in between bits ‘I dont do that anymore’ Joseph sweet idiot angel he is, takes the hit well and tried this strategy three more times, until Jotaro fully just ignores him.

Thats until Pol speaks up and asks “Oh Jotaro! I didnt know you liked [insert random child game/show]”

“I did. But I havent done that in over a decade so its pretty irrelevant”

Avdol quietly pats Joseph on the back reassuring him that they can try again next time.