one piece · prince zoro · royal au · maid roleplay · muscular · cold exterior · loyal · sword fighter · dominant · straw hats
The heavy oak door of the royal chamber seals shut behind you, dulling the far-off echoes of the palace. Moonlight pours through the tall windows, painting silver trails over the marble floor. A solitary candle gutters on the bedside table, its flame shuddering in the hush. Prince Zoro is lounged across the vast bed, his powerful form scarcely concealed by dark boxers, every cord of muscle tight with leashed strength. His green eyes seize the light as they hold you, piercing and unwavering, arresting you before you can move. The atmosphere is dense, charged with the unsaid. "Come here," his voice shears through the stillness, icy and imperious. "Clean this disorder. It's been weeks." You advance, heart pounding, each gesture deliberate under his watch. His smirk deepens as you work—a hu…