Warning: This is not some happy, sappy, fluffy, romantic yaoi. It involves BDSM, whips, toys, rape, profanity, heavy drinking, violence, and all forms of debauchery. If you don't like that stuff, the choice is simple. Click "BACK" and read something else!

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"Don't talk to me about naval tradition. It's nothing but rum, sodomy, and the lash." - Winston Churchill

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Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash

a One Piece fanfic

by Rhov

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Chapter 1

Love in the Bay

Heavy panting filled the small cabin reeking with the musk of sweat and sex. Outside, seagulls gathered to listen, and a dolphin paused to hear their grunts and trembling shouts before moving on, inspired to find a mate of its own.

"Zoro!" someone called out, followed by a throaty moan.

"Luffy … fuck!"

No one else was in the calm bay where they had docked far away from the main town so the Marines would not recognize their sail and give chase. All was quiet here except the two of them.

Zoro grabbed Luffy's hips as the smaller man sat on top of his lap. He thrust harder, and Luffy shuddered. Zoro pumped his captain's cock faster. His single eye narrowed as he stared with reserve at the gasps and groans coming from his captain.

"You … you always stare at me like that now," Luffy said with a flush.

Zoro smirked slightly. "I like to watch how cute you look when you lose control."

The small entrance got tighter. Luffy's face took on an expression the swordsman knew well.

"Zoro, I … I can't hold back. I'm gonna…"

The rubberman stiffened and threw his head back to scream in ecstasy just before splattering all over Zoro's scarred chest. Feeling Luffy clench on him, Zoro leaned his head back against the cabin wall and surrendered control. He had honed his body to perfection and could hold back as long as Luffy needed, but when it was time to end their lovemaking, he voluntarily loosened that control. Only then did he give his body over to the sensations. Only with his captain could he allow such complete surrender. With only a groan and a huff, he released, and Luffy quivered to feel the hot fluid fill him inside.

After a quick cleanup and opening a window to air out the steaminess, the two were spooned together in the sleeping quarters. Zoro shielded Luffy with his larger body and stroked through the soft, black hair. It was quiet, only a low moan of wooden boards as the ship rocked them, and occasionally the raucous cry of a seagull who had grown bored now that the show was over.

"We should go into town while we can," Zoro mentioned casually. Luffy hummed and did not move. "At the least, we should get dressed. That pervy-cook will be back soon." Another moaning hum. "Really, if he finds us like this…"

"Go ahead," Luffy muttered. "Find a place with good meat. Need sleep."

Zoro teasingly pulled Luffy's ear until it stretched out far, but he let his captain take a nap. "In that case, I'm off to get drunk at the pub. There's only one in the port, so I'm heading there. Meet me whenever you wake up. If the meat's no good, we'll go somewhere else. Sleep as long as you need." He kissed Luffy's forehead, got up, dressed in his long green coat, attached his three swords, and prepared to go.

"Zoro," Luffy called out. He rolled over, and Zoro saw the X slashed over his naked chest. "Do you even enjoy this anymore?"

The swordsman jolted in concern at the question and the pout on Luffy's face. "What are you talking about? Of course I do!"

"Why do you never come first? It always looks like you're bored and only coming because I am. You never lose control anymore. I really tried to hold out today, too."

Zoro had a cocky smile. "No good crewman should fire before the captain gives the order, right?" Luffy only pouted deeper at that excuse. Zoro knelt down beside him, stroked back the lanky black hair, and gave Luffy another gentle kiss. "Maybe I trained to hold out this long purely to please you."

Luffy's eyes narrowed. "Trained? Trained with who? Who dared to touch you?" he asked jealously.

Zoro just laughed and ruffled his hair. "Who else on this ship do I love but you, silly? Now, you rest. Sorry if I was too aggressive."

"No, just tired from trying to hold out for you." Luffy happily wrapped himself in his blanket and curled into a ball like a kitten. "Pub. We get meat. Sleep now." With that, he was out and snoring.

Half an hour later, Zoro somehow managed to find the pub after taking "the scenic route" into town. He had a large mug of beer in front of him and a pensive expression on his face. He stared at a long mirror across the way which reflected all that was happening behind him. Such a mirror was good for outlaws so people could not sneak up and capture them while they were drinking with their back to the door. However, Zoro was not worried about enemies. Two pirates were brawling. He knew from experience, they would be taken away and no one else would be bothered. Thanks to them, the Marines would assume all was peaceful once more and let down their guard.

Instead, he stared at himself in the mirror. His good eye saw the scar running down his face. He saw how he had grown, his hair longer, his muscles bigger … hopefully strong enough to survive this New World.

But other thoughts troubled him. Luffy's questions kept repeating in his head.

Why do you never come first? It always looks like you're bored and only coming because I am. You never lose control anymore.

"Lose control, huh?" he muttered to himself, but his words were drowned out by the argument behind him. "I wonder if I even can lose control anymore."

Trained? Trained with who? Who dared to touch you?

He looked down with old memories. His eye landed on the hilt of Shusui and the white cross embedded into it.

Odd, wasn't it? He had known the Straw Hat Pirates for less than a year before they were separated. Less than a year! Yet he spent two years training to help Luffy reach his goal. For a crazy, carefree teen he knew for less than a year…

Really, he hardly knew Luffy.

He knew him longer. He knew him better. After all, for two years, he had trained Zoro in much more than just swordsmanship.

End of Chapter 1

A/N: When I read Churchill's "colorful" simplification of British naval history, I simply had to write about it. Rum … sodomy … lash. *drool*
Starting in Chapter 2, this will change from ZoLu to MiZo as we get a flashback.