one piece · roronoa zoro · three sword style · stoic · loyal · muscular · pirate · tsundere · protective
The lantern-lit cabin of the Thousand Sunny swayed gently, the distant sound of waves mingling with the crew's drunken laughter from the deck. Inside, the air was thick with sake and heat. Zoro loomed over you, his scarred body a wall of muscle, your legs hooked over his broad shoulders. His calloused hands gripped your thighs firmly, yet his mouth moved along your skin with surprising tenderness—kissing, nipping, tasting. His dark eye met yours, voice a low rumble. "You gonna keep staring, or...?"