Here's some lovely fluff with a tad bit of a treat at the end XD thank you for reviewing/favoriteing/following! you're what makes me keep on going!

VictioriaLovesSmut Said: Nanda! Why so short?! U better update real soon! And make it long!

Soooo... Nami and Vivi, huh? I was wondering if there would be some yuri up in here! I'm glad Nami isn't mad. Now Ussop has to tell Luffy.
Thanks for the update :)

Ill update any time I like thank you very much. Yup I'm giving all you NamixVivi fans some love XD although the main paring here is SanZo XD And thank you for thanking me! I had fun with this chapter! hope you enjoy!

lilcutieprincess Said: How about Robin and Kaya? Or do you want a normal pair, boyxgirl? Anyway, please update soon! :DD

Oh, thank you! I didn't even think of having some lovely RobinxKaya! Although that might be weird for Usopp? Im not sure yet if Robin is gonna be in any relations ships at all or just be aromantic or asexual :3

Chapter twelve

Sanji wakes up the next morning with a headache and bad taste in his mouth. Thats what drinking all night does. Scowling as he runs his tongue around in his mouth, feeling the rough surface of his teeth. He can practically feel the bad taste in his mouth.

His bed is a mess with the cover twisted and thrown around, and the bed speed is half way off. The blond just groans and flops an arm over his eyes.

What makes him sit up straight in bed is the deep chuckle and hand that lifts Sanji's arm off his face.

Zoro stands at the side of Sanji's bed, only boxers on, and smirking as he snaps a photo. "That's blackmail for later... Or maybe to pay off some of my debt with Nami." Zoro rumbles.

Sanji can hear that the plant has just woken up, or at least not too long ago. How the hell did zoro wake up before him? A cook.

"Why the hell are you in my apartment?" Sanji groans and rolls over in his bed to get away from the light pouring in through the window.

"You didn't drink that much last night did you?" Sanji feels the mattress bend around him as the model climbs on... Wait, what? Zoro isn't supposed to be here… he didn't… no, they couldn't have… could they?

Sanji groans and rolls over so his face is shmushed into his soft pillow. Damn it, he doesn't want to think about that right now. He doesn't want to deal with anything he did drunk last night. "I didn't think I drank too much… But you never know." The blond grimaces into his pillow.

He can hear the deep chuckle from the bastard that is slowly crawling his way up Sanji's small bed towards the cook that is doing his best to ignore the model whose basically seductively climbing ontop of him. Sanji can feel where Zoro rests his weight on his hands near Sanji's shoulders.

Zoro's knees are somewhere near Sanji's hips, and the marimo's head is lowering towards Sanji's neck. Sanji can feel Zoro's breath ghost across the back of his neck, making the hairs back there stand on end.

"We… Didn't do anything, right?" Sanji asks. He doesn't think they did anything, but one can never be too cautious. Besides, his ass or back doesn't hurt, he doesn't have any bruises (In Sanji's fantasies him and Zoro do not fuck gently.) and his dick doesn't seem like it was… used earlier.

"Hm… What do you think?" Zoro's deep voice teases Sanji. Of course the bastard won't tell him. Why would Zoro ever make it easier for Sanji. He never has before.

"Nothing. Or at least not that I can tell. Just as sexualy frusterated as beore." Sanji responds. Smirking slightly into his pillow.

"O-Oi, did you just say that I would be bad?!" Zoro exclaims. Sanji feels the bed bounce lightly, and can tell Zoro just pulled back up a little.

"Well I wouldn't know. Did we do it?" Sanji's lips part to show his shit eating grin that Zoro can't see because of their positions. Zoro huffs, apparently upset that he can't tease Sanji without his pride getting wounded.

"No we didn't. Trust me, you would be able to tell." Zoro growls and nips at Sanji's hair at the back of his head. Zoro smiles. At least they can still be casual with each other, even though they are discussing whether they fucked or not. Zoro might remember more of last night than Sanji can, but that doesn't mean he can remember all of it.

Sanji hums and lays there for a second with his back to Zoro who's nibbling on Sanji's hair and nuzzling into his neck.

"Alright I've gotta get to work." Sanji sighs, and stretches his best while laying on his stomach. Stretching his arms forwards, and points his toes the other direction. He hears Zoro grumble, but no movement it detected. "Oi, shitty model, move." Sanji bends his leg so he whacks Zoro with his foot.

Zoro frowns. It's Sunday. Sanji doesn't have work or school on Sundays. Tch, the idiot probably forgot the date. With a huff, Zoro lets his arms give out and he flops down on top of the blond man.

The wind is momentarily knocked out of Sanji when the heavy model drops on top of him. Leaving him gasping for breath. "Z-Zoro off~" He says breathlessly, damn it He's gotta work. What time is it anyways? What day is it?

"Dont wanna." The greenhead states simply. Sanji frowns. Apparently it's the weekend. Zoro has work on the weekdays… So it's most likely the weekend, or Zoro just doesn't give a shit about his job and is gonna make Sanji late to school. Either are just as likely.

"Get up now." Sanji squirms under Zoro, but the darker man wraps strong arms around Sanji, efficiently trapping Sanji, and stopping him from that annoying squirming that he was doing just a second ago.

"It's sunday. Stop moving." Zoro mumbles, his face buried in Sanji's back. He's trying to sleep damn it. He only got up to use the toilet then go back in bed with Sanji.

Sanji sighs, and rolls his head over so he can at least breath a little. This was moving really fast. Just last night they kissed for the first time, and now they're sleeping together! Well, not sex, but just… sleeping. Zoro just happens to be the biggest cuddler ever. Not that Sanji has any problem with that.

It's still moving fast for Sanji. This isn't the first guys he's been with at all no siree, but this is Zoro. His soul mate. The man his necklace first glowed for. The brightest. Sanji doesn't want to mess this up, he want's this to go right.

He can feel Zoro's soft breaths against the back of his neck, and can feel the pounding of the mans heart beat from his chest. The warmth radiating from Zoro's chest warms up Sanji and relaxes his muscles. Despite the weight of the marimo making it difficult to breath, Sanji couldn't be more… at peace.

Sure there's shit going down with Robin-chan, and Nami and Usopp have stuff going down. But right now, in this moment, everything is… good. Better than it has been in a while. Although this may be the calm before the storm, he want's it to last forever.

Snoring filled the otherwise quiet room, and Sanji realizes that the oaf lying on top of him must have fallen asleep. Great, just great.

"Oi marimo, off" Sanji grunts jabbing Zoro in the side with his elbow. "Tch shitty model, get off." The blond squirms under the big man, trying to at least get free somehow. They have to eat breakfast, they can't skip it. It's the most important meal of the day!

The snoring subsides, but the grip Zoro has on Sanji only tightens. "What're yu doin'?" Zoro slurs sleepily.

"I need to cook breakfast, now off." Sanji pokes Zoro's face with is finger. The blond man has turned around in Zoro's grasp and is now facing Zoro with their chests pressed together. Now Sanji can really feel Zoro's heart beat.

"Hm… Don't wanna." Zoro states simply. Sanji sighs and starts to wiggle his way out from under the moss man. Zoro groans and grips Sanji tighter. "Don't… don't do that."

Sanji frowns. "Don't do what?" He tries to wriggle out from under Zoro once more. Only to have the greene to grab him again, and groan. Only then did Sanji notice the blush on Zoro's face, and the bulge in Zoro's pants. "Oh ho, What's this?" Sanji smirks and grinds his hips upwards into Zoro's, who lets his head fall onto Sanji's shoulder.

The blond smiles, and strokes his hand through Zoro's short green hair. "Damn you…" Zoro says breathlessly. Sanji only hums delightfully. The artist's other hand, the one not stroking Zoro's hair, travels to the marimo's shoulder blades, massaging them while gradually moving his hand to Zoro's lower back.

"Poor marimo~" Sanji sighs, as if he really was feeling sorry for the model. He continues to lightly grind his hips into Zoro's. Not too far so Zoro can't feel it, but just far enough that it's a teasing touch. "You just can't keep yourself off of me can you?" He smirks as Zoro's breath comes out in short huffs.

Sanji pulls on Zoro's hair, and pushes down on his lower back, smushing Zoro's crotch into his. Sanji has become pretty excited himself, tightening his pants, and that move almost did him in, but the long, throaty groan it ripped from Zoro was worth it.

Sanji bites down on Zoro's collar bone and grinds into Zoro harder this time. Zoro's now whispering Sanji's name into the crook of his neck, pleading, asking for release. Then Sanji stopped. He stopped moving, he pushed Zoro's hips away, and released Zoro's hair from his grip.

"Well, time to make breakfast." Sanji states simply and rolls the horny and frustrated man off him. He can hear Zoro's whimpers behind him as he grabs a new shirt from his dresser. Sanji was so drunk last night he forgot to take it off to go to bed. Of course he was. Now this shirt is completely wrinkled! He'll have to take it to the dry cleaners to get it fixed properly.

"Stop sulking and get out here to help me clean this mess." Sanji whaps Zoro on the head as he walks past the bed again and out the door. Zoro glares daggers at Sanji's back, and can feel his hardness press into the mattress. "I need to use the bathroom." Zoro grumbles, and flips the artist off as Sanji laughs at him.

A/N: Im not sure where to go from here -.- ah well I'll figure it out :D I'm still withholding smut from y'all XD sorry not sorry! I just don't think they're ready for that yet. Too fast as Sanji might say!