Work Text:
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
do u know where my headphones are?
cook 🍽🍷👔
Shit, sorry, it’s really busy.
On my 15 now
Did you find them?
I think they were on the dresser?
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
ya found em
how r u?
cook 🍽🍷👔
Brunch is hell, as always.
What are you up to?
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
just got done at the gym
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cook 🍽🍷👔
!!!
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
what see something u like?
😏
cook 🍽🍷👔
Mean, rude and uncalled for!
You can’t do this to me when I have to go back to work 😩
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
ill make it up 2 u when u get home 😉
cook 🍽🍷👔
Oh yeah?
And how do you intend to do that?
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
gonna make u feel real good
make u cum so hard u forget ur mad 😜
cook 🍽🍷👔
Mighty confident of you 😏
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
u saying u dont want some of this?
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cook 🍽🍷👔
😳
…Well, you do make a convincing argument.
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
wont make u wait a second longer than u have 2
txt me when ur almost home
ill meet u at the door n fuck u in the front hall
cook 🍽🍷👔
Deal.
I gotta go. See you in a bit 😘
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
c u l8r 😘
Well, Sanji thought, I didn’t marry him for his grammar skills.
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cook 🍽🍷👔
On the subway 💛
Hope you’re ready to make good on that promise because I sure as hell need it.
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
oh yeah?
tell me what u need baby
Sanji rolled his eyes and tilted his phone to make sure none of the other passengers could read what he was typing.
cook 🍽🍷👔
Need you to push me up against the wall and fuck me speechless.
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
u want me 2 fuck u from behind? or pick u up and wrap ur legs around me so i can bounce you on my cock?
cook 🍽🍷👔
Whatever you want, just need you inside me. Wanna cum on your cock.
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
fuck, ur so hot when ur needy
cook 🍽🍷👔
Yeah? You like it when I’m a needy little slut for you?
marimo ⚔️🗡🍙
yeah baby i fuckin love it
been so turned on all day thinkin about u
cook 🍽🍷👔
I’m about to lose signal. I’ll see you soon. 😘
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cook 🍽🍷👔
Got off the train just now!
Sanji was surprised that he didn’t get a text back right away, but he figured Zoro was just doing last minute preparations for this steamy homecoming they had planned. But when he unlocked the door to their apartment, fully expecting to be immediately attacked by his horny husband, Zoro wasn’t there.
He waited a beat before announcing: “Hey, I’m home!”
Still nothing.
Well, shit.
Pouting at his ruined fantasy but also a little concerned for his husband’s whereabouts, Sanji continued down the hall towards the living room.
“Yeah, sure… That makes sense. Did they say how soon it would be ready?”
Sanji rounded the corner into their living room and found Zoro sitting on the couch talking on his cellphone. The moment their eyes met, Zoro looked incredibly guilty.
“Sorry,” he mouthed, “Contractor.”
Sanji sighed. Of course. The contractor handling the renovations at his gym. It felt like the contractor was calling every other day with more questions, needing more clarifications or approvals. On one hand it was good that he was thorough in his job, but on the other he was being a cockblock right now and was therefore on Sanji’s shitlist.
Well, Sanji thought, I could be pissed and let this ruin my day, or…
A sly smirk spread across his face as he crossed the room to stand in front of Zoro. Without breaking eye contact, he started to undo the buttons of his shirt, slow and sensual.
Zoro covered the mic on his phone and hissed, “What are you doing?”
Sanji just brought a finger to his lips and winked at him, continuing his strip tease.
Zoro continued to “yeah” and “uh-huh” into the phone but his eyes were fixed on the display in front of him. By the time Sanji was completely naked and slipping into Zoro’s lap, his sweatpants had a rather obvious tent pitched in them. Sanji was absolutely shameless in the way he slid his own hard-on against Zoro’s as he started to dot kisses along his neck.
Zoro, poor guy, was trying his best to keep his composure. He gave himself the small allowance of letting one hand grab at Sanji’s hip as he tried to wrap up the conversation.
“Sure, so oak should be— agh!” he yelped as Sanji bit into the juncture of his neck and shoulder.
“You okay?” Sanji could hear the contractor ask on the other end of the line.
“Yeah, sorry, my kitten wants attention and the little brat’s nipping at me to get his way,” Zoro lied, fixing Sanji with a glare. Sanji stifled his giggles by burying his face in Zoro’s shoulder.
“Oh, my sister just adopted a cat too! They can be a pain in the ass sometimes, huh?” the contractor laughed.
“Heh, yeah, he’s a handful alright,” Zoro said, digging his fingers into Sanji’s hip. “So, uh, yeah, the oak…”
As Zoro continued his valiant efforts, Sanji dug in between the couch cushions for their emergency stash of lube and tossed it next to them. He brought Zoro’s free hand to his lips, teasing his tongue along the crease between his pointer and middle finger before closing his lips around the tips and sucking them into his mouth. Zoro couldn’t tear his eyes away from the lewd display as Sanji swirled his tongue messily around his fingers, a pleading look in Sanji’s eye like he was silently begging Zoro to let him suck his cock like that instead.
“Yeah, I should be able to come by on Monday,” Zoro answered distractedly, starting to move his fingers in and out of Sanji’s lips.
Sanji couldn’t help the small noise that escaped from his throat. Immediately, Zoro hooked his thumb under Sanji’s chin and stilled his fingers, pressing down harshly on his tongue.
“Quiet!” he mouthed.
Sanji grabbed his wrist to guide the fingers out of his mouth and mouthed back a guilty, “Sorry.”
He grabbed the bottle from beside them, cupping his other hand under Zoro’s fingers as he popped open the cap and drizzled the lube over them.
“That should be fine, sure,” Zoro responded to his phone call as Sanji guided those slick digits behind him to press against his hole.
Zoro grinned and ground his hips up into Sanji’s as he began to massage his rim, slowly dipping inside to explore. Sanji leaned forward to give him better access, arms thrown around him and face buried in Zoro’s neck to muffle the tiny gasps and groans that Zoro’s thick fingers were dragging out of him as they probed deeper and deeper.
“Alright, sounds good. Okay, yup, I’ll talk to you later. Bye.”
Zoro all but threw his cellphone across the room before yanking Sanji’s hair to pull him out of his hiding place in the crook of his neck.
He crashed their lips together as he drove his fingers in deep, twisting them to aim right for Sanji’s prostate.
“Hahhh, fuck!” Sanji cursed in surprise, his hands scrambling to Zoro’s shoulders.
Zoro raked his eyes lecherously over Sanji’s body, smirking at his flushed and leaking cock.
“Shit, kitten, you really are needy today, aren’t you?” Zoro purred, fucking his fingers in and out roughly. Sanji whined and nodded as best he could with Zoro’s hand still fisted in his hair. Zoro chuckled as Sanji started to roll his hips back onto his fingers. “You’re lucky I made a promise earlier, otherwise you’d be getting nothing at all for being such a goddamn brat.”
He slid his fingers out and before Sanji could complain he was being tipped backwards. His back landed on the coffee table in front of them, legs wrapping around Zoro’s waist automatically. Zoro shoved his pants down just low enough to free his cock as he settled on his knees.
Without any warning, he rammed into him, knocking the breath out of the blonde below him. He set a brutal pace, driving himself so deep and hard into him that all Sanji could do was hold on for dear life, panting hard in Zoro’s ear.
“Naughty kitten, so fucking needy, is this what you wanted, huh? Said you wanted me to fuck you speechless, right? How’m I doin, hmm?” Zoro growled against Sanji’s cheek.
A garbled moan was all Sanji could manage in response and, well, that answered Zoro’s question just fine.
There was the slightest change in angle, a brush or two of Sanji’s cock against Zoro’s abs and he was coming, nearly untouched, clenching tight around Zoro’s dick, babbling mindlessly as he rode out the waves of his orgasm.
“Ohhh, fuck yes! Yeah, you come so easy for me, pretty boy, squeezing me so tight, oh fuck—“
Zoro buried himself deep, coming with a guttural grunt muffled against Sanji’s collarbone. They lay motionless for a long moment, panting, basking in the wake of their release. When he finally gathered up the wherewithal to pull out, Zoro pressed a kiss to his husband’s sternum with a satisfied grin.
“Welcome home, baby. How was work?”