Anatomy Of Hands And Sake - Roronoa Zoro. (18+)des. Angst-fluff-smut, Wano Arc. Zoro Finally Woke Up

anatomy of hands and sake - roronoa zoro. (18+) des. angst-fluff-smut, wano arc. zoro finally woke up after the fight with big mom and kaido--he missed you. porn with plot. clothed sex. make up sex. unprotected sex (practice safe sex ppl) marking and biting>; soft sex, established relationship. soft!dom zoro, people being inlove, aftercare!! nsfw

notes. my propaganda: soft!zoro is canon zoro-again this contains smut (minors dni, pls) zoro big cock energy, mentions of wounds and stitches. F! Reader

hello. i had this idea for a while and yeah, here it is. it's my first time writing smut so, bear with me--n e way he might be ooc here but zoro is zoro and iluvhim. hiyori is mention as well tho-no hate to hiyori-luv that girl--livelaughlovemarimo

w.c: 3k (damn, zoro)

The infamous swordsman of the Straw Hat is known for his ability to stand his ground in any battle and situation, with one foot in front of him–he doesn’t hesitate to draw his sword if someone pisses off the crew. Saints forbid those who pissed off the swordsman because he will show no mercy and no hesitation, until it’s the captain’s orders—and an order from you.

            It’s no secret that you and the straw hats were once against each other in the fight at skypiea but that fight is the fight Zoro hesitated to hold his sword—maybe because he’s finally facing a right hand of the so-called god or maybe you were fighting against your will or maybe—just maybe—he didn’t want to hurt you. He still remembers how you gripped your sword with such anger and shouting at them to leave the island to protect themselves—call it a warning or a sign but at that moment, Zoro wanted to save you; he was glad he did.

            That was two years ago and here you are now waiting Zoro to wake up from his slumber after fighting Kaido and Big Mom. You reached for the damp towel as you wiped his worn-out body and slow heaving chest—Zoro looked peaceful when he sleeps, he always does, but moments like this you wish you can just see him working out at the crow’s nest, hear him argue with the cook, look out for Chopper, or just seat and listen to you.

            This is what you hate the most every time a battle ended, the silence of waiting, hoping, and wishing that all of the crew members are okay—the unwanted fast paced heartbeat as you wished for them to be okay. You sighed deeply as you caressed Zoro’s face and continue to wipe his cheeks and dance your fingertips in his hair.

            “Please, wake up…” You whispered lowly as you stare at this sleeping state and replace his old bandages with new ones. Once you finished cleaning him up—a small smile left your lips as you kissed his forehead. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

            Morning after morning, the green-haired swordsman and the future king of the pirates are still asleep—with no luck, you decided to spend the night looking out for the two; which Chopper didn’t agree at first, but as Chopper felt the tiredness catching up in his body—he agreed.

            Then, it was a week: a week of looking out for the two whilst also switching watching duties with the straw hat; but most of the time: you stayed there not wanting to switch with Sanji nor Nami as you hold Zoro’s hand muttering and wishing that he should wake up.

--

            Usopp rushes in the hallway and knocked on the room where you stayed—with a loud voice he announced that Zoro and Luffy are awake. You two immediately rush into the room—your pounding heartbeat and the ringing in your ear didn’t stop you—he’s awake, Zoro is awake—you kept on repeating on your head—the two of them are alive and okay.

            Hesitation floods in your mind as you stood by the door but soon was replaced when you hear cheers and a familiar laugh coming out from the room—as Usopp opened the door: there you saw him and Luffy.

            You didn’t know when or how but Chopper was clinging and trying to stop Zoro as he chugs a huge bottle of sake. A smile escaped your lips as Luffy called your name in such glee, with a last chug, Zoro finally locked eyes with you: saints, he missed you. You gave him a relieved smile but somehow covered when Hiyori placed a bottle of sake in front of him in which he groaned. He moved the sake aside and watched you talk to Luffy—he should speak to you­­—but before he can speak, he felt hands of Hiyori creeping from behind.

            “You were out for a week.” Brook explained as he drank and ate next to the crew.

            “We aren’t dirty though.” Zoro stated as he eyed his hands.

            “I cleaned you up.” Hiyori announced from behind him, earning a choke from Yamato, as Yamoto looks at you, as you catch his look—you chuckled in your cup as you drank sake. As Sanji and Zoro banters about Hiyori—you laughed at the sight—everything is okay, Wano is free, the crew are laughing, and Zoro is okay.

            “We should have the banquet, today!” Momonosuke announces.

            ---As the entire people cheers, Zoro locked eyes with you once again, as you raised a cup signaling him for a cheer in which he nodded and gave you a cheeky smirk. For the time being, Nami have decided to take a bath, inviting you, Robin, Hiyori, and the others as well.

            You leave the room as the boys continue to drink and eat—that until Zoro noticed that you’re no longer in the room he’s in—he stood up and left the room while also removing the bandages on his body because it restricts his movement as he walked.

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            You were preparing for the bath when you entered your room until you felt a familiar arm holding you from behind. It didn’t make you flinch nor scared, somehow, it comforted you. You hummed at the person who’s hugging you from behind.

            You felt his chest on your back he holds you tighter. “You left early.”

            “Nami invited us for a bath.”

            “You didn’t talk to me.”

            “You were busy drinking.”

            He then let you go from his grasp and hold your shoulder to make you look at him. “Thanks for cleaning me up.” You smiled softly as you eyed him.

            “Hiyori did.” I teased innocently.

            “She did but you did it every day…”

            “How can you say so?” He then holds your hand and placed it on his cheeks. “I know how your hand feels when you hold me, woman.”

            As he placed your hand on your cheeks—he leaned in at the contact. “I’ve missed you, Zo.” You whispered lowly as you pulled him into an embrace, you settled in his chest as you listen to his heartbeat, beating pretty fast.

            He hummed as you said those words as he fiddled with the strand of your hair as you hugged him. “That was pretty dumb, you know.”

            That left him confused. “Law and Sanji told me what happened—that was dumb, Zoro.” He pulled away from the hug and noticed that some tears are threatening to fall from your eyes.

            He wiped them away as he waited you to continue what you’re about to say. “You almost died.” In that moment, his heartbeat begins to beat faster: you were that worried.

            “That was dumb because the way Law told me, it seems like you were ready to die---”

            “I wanted to protect Luffy and you—”

            His heart breaks as you shook your head. “Protect yourself too. I know you care about the crew but I don’t want to face this again—the fear of you not waking up, like in Thriller Bark? I know you don’t want to lose anyone but—I don’t want to lose you too.” Your hand shakes as you cup his cheeks again.

            He grips your wrist and gave your wrist a ghost kiss, uttering a soft whisper that he can only hear. As he kissed your wrist, he just stared at you. He kissed your hand, fingertips; he kept staring at you.

            As he looked at you with a soft gaze, he pulled you closer to him.

            “I’m sorry.” He only follows Luffy’s orders but—somehow, even you’re not the captain—he follows you. “I’ll get stronger so, you won’t feel like you will lose me again.” He kissed your temples and wiped your tears, as you nodded.

            He stared at you for a while and his eyes lingered in your lips. Without a warning, he placed his lips into yours as you taste the sake he drunk from before. He hummed in your lips as you reciprocate the kiss, he placed his hand on your nape as he was eager to pull you closer to him if that was possible, while your hands roam around his body.

            His chest, neck, abdomen, arms, and biceps—it was explored by you—he pulled away as he settles his lips on your neck muttering your name while he does. Your hand fumbles his hair, as you hold him closer. He kisses and left marks on your neck, while indulge himself with your scent.

            You tilted your head as you gave him more space as his hand traveled in your kimono, pulling it down softly. He pulled away from your neck as his hand travels in your kimono—slowly untying its knot. He whispered your name as low as he could: “Can I…?”

            Your hand travels into his nape as you nod. “Use your words, doll.”

            “Yes…Zo.” You hummed as he let his hand let loose of the knots in your kimono. “I fucking missed you.” He whispered lowly as his lips travel from your neck towards your collarbone.

            “I was just here, Zo.” You felt goosebumps as his hand travels every inch of your body. As his breaths shallows and his lips relaxes on your collarbone and chest. You whimpered his name so low; he’s the only person hearing it. He let his clothes fall on the floor as he lay you down on the futon. But he clicks his tongue as he felt a sharp pain on his chest in which you immediately pulled away.

            “We don’t have to---” He stared at you with flushed cheeks and half lidded eyes: as his eyes travels at everything that is you, he groaned and shook his head as he grabbed you by the hips switching your positions—making you straddle him. He smirked as he saw you on top of him with pride as he pulled you down for a kiss.

            “I fucking want you.” He holds your hips as he moved you in a rhythm. He hummed as you gasped at the pace. “Been looking for you when I woke up.” You felt him so close, despite the small clothes keeping you two apart.

            “You sure it wasn’t the sake?” You teased as you stopped your hips.

            “Take it off…” He whimpered.

            You never thought for a million of years that the pirate hunter would whimper under you—in hearing his plea: you take everything off your body including his: for a moment, the world seemed to stop as your hand travels into his new wounds. Your hand shakes as you saw new stitches.

            Before you can say anything—he grabbed your hand that was tracing his new wounds. “Eyes up here, doll.” He said into your fingertips—but unknown emotion filled you as your lips find his wounds, you carefully kiss them as blush continue to travel around Zoro’s body.

            “Oi…” He continues to repeat as you kiss his wounds. His gaze locks into you as you kissed him on his lower abdomen. He gave you a knowing look: “Come kiss me, woman.”

            So, you did. His hand travels into your clit as he continues to kiss you—as he pulled away: he stared at your expression whilst you stare at him, breathless, blushing mess, and muttering his name every chance you get. As he finds the right time to slip his finger inside you and it made you gasp. “Fuck—so, fucking warm.” He whispered in your ear as his fingers continues to mark your inside.

            He was slow in pace as if he was memorizing your sound, voice, expression, and your look. He kissed your temple as he feels you tightening up. “Great job…baby.” There are times where he lets himself be vulnerable and call you names, he thought he would never use.

            But as your hips meet his hands—he groaned as he moved his hand in a pace where you find yourself gripping his biceps—with one last move, you came undone into his hand as he kissed your temple; “My girl…” he whispered as he felt you shiver in his touch—he pulled his hand away and he kisses his hand while staring at you.

            You smiled and kissed him in his lips: tasting yourself in his mouth. “Better than any sake…” He whispered with a smirk as he continues to kiss your lips. He stared at you as his hand take hold of your hips once more as you aligned yourself into him—he slides his cock between your folds, he felt warm and you felt full.

            “Relax…” You didn’t know how or why or maybe because of the orgasm you had earlier but at the same time he felt bigger. As you settle into his cock, you stayed there as he looks at you. “Babe…” He called you like a prayer—without saying anything, you knew what he wanted. He flipped your over so, he’s now on top of you.

            “I got you—relax, doll.” He whispered in your ear as he stared at you. You pulled him for a kiss as he moves his body to meet yours. “Move…” He takes a short and slow thrust while he stared at your expression which let a small and deep growl out of him.

            As his impatient character caught up to him—he starts to get faster; your head thrown against the futon as you moan his name is if that’s the only word you know. Your hands find his shoulder as you pulled him closer. You’re too perfect for him, your walls were made for him—he finds your neck as he continues to suck and bite on it as you hold onto his shoulder as his make your inside fit for him and only him. At this moment, your name was the only thing leaving his mouth as breathless pleas, whimpers, sound of skin, and moans left the room—tears were stinging in your eye, Zoro noticed it he stopped with the fear that maybe he was hurting you but—it’s different, he saw your tears and you were smiling, you pulled him again for a hug but this time your hips met his. “I really thought I lost you.” You whispered in your embrace.

            That was his call—he holds you’re his hips as your legs wrapped around his waist—as his name left your mouth in a high-pitched whimper; he leaned in and kiss you once more. As he felt your walls claiming his cock again—he knew you were close and so was he; he reaches for your clit and move it with his thrust—without a second, you’re bound for the second orgasm from the hands of the swordsman. Your legs tighten up at his waist, as you arch your back and you feel yourself shakes. Your walls tighten around him as you keep saying his name.

            As you keep saying his name, Roronoa leaned in and kissed your shoulder—for a moment, he swore, he wants to keep you like this; only like this. He fills you up with his cock as his bite into your shoulder; he twitched inside—but he didn’t pull out, reliving and enjoying the warmth settling inside you. His heaving chest and your breathless state; you stared at each other.

            When you two catch your breaths, he pulls out as the both of you hiss at the loss contact. He kissed your inner thighs, chest, hand, head, and lips: uttering a thank you. His hand caress your inner thighs softly, as he kisses your temple over and over again.

            Before you can say anything—he leans down and kisses your lips as you smiled at the kiss. “Still better than sake?” You teased at his kiss.

            He nodded and kissed you deeper. “Still better.” You noticed that one of his stitches on his biceps were getting red—you’re scared that he can get infection— but he just laughed and pulled you into his chest. “I’ll get Chopper to check on it—in the meantime, let’s stay here.” His hands play on your hair as you listen to his heartbeat.

            “I was supposed to be in the bath with Nami.”

            “Hmmm…You could’ve push me away.”

            “You’re lucky that I like you.”

            “I know.” He nodded as he heaved a deep sigh. “Robin told me you didn’t went to sleep, when you’re looking out for me while I was out—don’t do that again, okay, doll?”

            “Just promise me you won’t get yourself killed.” He nodded as he placed your hand on his chest and gently kiss it.           

            “You always kiss my hand…why is that?”

            “I just like it. My hands are like filled with wounds and yours are soft, warm…” He kissed it again. “Mine…” He whispered. “You always hold me so softly.” He admitted.

            You looked at him as you rest your chin on his chest. “Any person should be hold softly and nicely.” He chuckled and shook his head. “With these wound and the swords, I highly doubt I’ll be considered as a person.”

            “What makes you think that…?” You frown.

            “I’m a monster, woman, so, sometimes it surprises me that you stay—"

            “Why do you think you’re a monster?” This time you sat up—he looked at you with a surprise look on his face a parallel to your caring look as his eyes travels on the marks he left in your body; he placed his hand on your shoulder.

            “I don’t see any monster.” You hold his hand that is placed on his shoulder. He always kisses your hand—so, this time, you kissed his.

            “I only see the person that I love.” You kissed his hand, in a delicate manner—as if he was a porcelain glass, a gift from above; he felt his eyes sting as he cleared his throat fighting the blush trying to settle on his cheek.

            “The things you me feel woman—The things you make me feel.” He muttered as he pulled you down for a kiss. You smiled at the kiss as he places his hands on your cheeks, without a sign or a signal; he muttered those three words and eight letters with a small tint of blush on his cheeks.

            “I love you too, Roronoa.”

-- FIN

holy shit--my first ever smut; if it sucks--i'm sorry :,> zoro the man that you are! trafalgar law is next and it's fluff--wano arc has me gripping all story ideas lmaooo

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the taste of ale

author's note♡— ANON, I LOVE U SO!! thank you for giving me an excuse to share this!! this basically became a behind the scenes take on 'the promised knight' in mihawk's perspective. please enjoy!

content notes♡— spoilers for my zoro fic, ooc mihawk is a heartbroken softie, not really proofread as this is basically my notes made flowery, I didn't use the queen's name for this to count as a reader insert, no use of y/n

Contains spoilers for 'The Promised Knight'! You have been warned!

The Beginning…

Under the cover of night, the queen sneaks out of the palace in common clothes. She meets a mysterious swordsman in the outskirts of town.

“If you think you're fooling anyone with that ridiculous get up, you're sorely mistaken, Your Majesty.” “Says you, who sticks out like a sore thumb, Dracule Mihawk.” “I have no need to hide. Never have. You, on the other hand…”  “I’m flattered you find me eye-catching even in this attire.”

Mihawk usually comes and goes like the wind, but something about the queen makes him stay in the kingdom longer than he intended to. He returns to that street corner by the tavern more than once just to see her.

“If I didn't know better, Dracule, I would think that you were waiting for me.” “...Your kingdom produces good ale, is all.”

Something happens. Something makes the air shift. Something in the way the hood of her cloak is blown away makes him want to pull it back up for her. So he does.

He realizes that something is different when she captivates him by simply breathing.

“The meadow is beautiful at this hour, when the sun sets.” “Let us go then.” “No.” “Why not?” “Children play there. You’ll scare them away.” “And you consider that as a bad thing?”

Just as a sapling grows into a great oak, their love blooms into something rare and grand.

“This doesn't look anything like me. Do you even know how to draw?” “What do you mean? I caught that signature frown of yours, and those little spikes on your beard!” “In any case, I do not look that angry.” “Darling, please. Be honest with yourself.”

“You must love me a great deal.” “Hm? And here I thought I was being subtle about it.” “You’re letting me put flowers in your hair. Subtle my arse.” “And you must love me a great deal.” “Hah! What gave me away?” “You curse like a sailor only when you're with me. Oh, if the people knew—” “Shut up, Dracule.”

Though, just like a tree, their paths must break and twist into different branches; the ends of which are fated to never meet again. 

Mihawk declines becoming Captain of the Royal Guard, choosing to keep his freedom. The queen declines a life of adventure, putting her people first.

But, a love lost is not any less love. She tells him that.

“I cannot give you a normal love.” “No. You gave me an extraordinary one.”

Mihawk leaves, though the memory of a cloaked woman under a warm lantern light haunts him whenever a glass of ale finds his lips.

The queen keeps the sketch she made of him in a golden locket that can only be opened by a blade. A fitting key for the swordsman who stole her heart.

The Middle…

The queen never told Mihawk that she was with child.

The princess is born, growing up fascinated with swords. She befriends two squires and plays with them in the meadow.

“Mother! I’ll be off to play with the knights, now!”  … “Oh Dracule… I found one child who would not be scared of you at all.”

The two squires (Zoro and Kuina) vow to train and become the world's greatest swordsmen. They also promise to protect the princess together. (Zoro also begins to harbor feelings for the princess.)

Kuina dies due to mysterious circumstances. Zoro abandons his training for knighthood, becoming a wandering swordsman. (Similar to his hero, Mihawk.)

The queen realizes that she was the true target of the arrow that killed Kuina. Remorseful, she secretly provides for Kuina’s family.

While investigating Kuina's accident, the queen is slowly poisoned by her handmaid. After the queen passed, her death was falsely announced to be sickness-induced.

By the time Mihawk can bring himself to return, the queen is already gone. His feet take him back to that street corner and that lantern, but no one is ever there anymore. He visits her grave, and asks her a question:

“Was it truly extraordinary, if you keep going to places I cannot follow?”

In the queen’s place is a heartbroken princess coping with the loss of her mother and dearest friends. He instantly knew that she was his child.

He considered taking her away. They could go on grand adventures and make up for lost time. But a life on the road, with dangers lurking in every turn, is not the life he wants for his daughter. The princess deserves a place to call home. 

He decides to become commander like his love had asked of him all those years ago. He vows to watch over his daughter until she takes the throne.

“Who are you?” “I’m here to protect you from now on.” “...I wish you got here sooner.” Those words pierced his heart much deeper than any sword could.

Suspiciously, there's an influx of new staff in the palace. Exactly a year after the queen's death, a new queen regent (Cassiopeia) is appointed.

Mihawk figures out that the new staff are underlings of the new regent. He pretends to be loyal to her as well, in order to keep his position and protect his daughter.

Mihawk serves as a double agent for many years, helping the princess survive.

“What’s she planning this time?” “You wound me. Can’t I visit my favorite princess without news about attempts at her life?” “...” “...Don’t eat any of the dessert at the banquet tonight.”

The Conclusion…

The princess, now an adult, struggles to earn the trust of her people due to Cassiopeia's nefarious tactics.

The regent forces the princess to select a personal knight during a special ceremony. This is a trap, as almost all the knights are her supporters.

The princess asks Mihawk to hire someone trustworthy and strong to pose as a knight. Cassiopeia will not be able to interfere if the actor is included at the last minute.

Mihawk recruits Zoro, convincing him to take the job and make amends with the princess. 

“It’s not too late to change things. Something tells me you’ll regret it if you don’t.” “What do you know about regret?” He knows that he’s haunted whenever a street lamp flickers. He knows that ale hasn’t tasted the same in decades. “...I know far too much, I’m afraid.”

The princess and Zoro reunite after years apart. Despite the time, despite how much has changed, they give each other strength and survive dangers together.

They investigate Cassiopeia’s wrongdoings and defeat her once and for all.

Mihawk visits the queen’s grave for the first time in ages.

“It seems it runs in your blood to be attracted to swordsmen with a tendency to leave. Are you pleased with how things ended, darling?”

Mihawk hears people approaching the burial grounds. He hides in the treeline and watches his daughter and Zoro pay their respects. Zoro notices him lurking.

“Try even thinking about leaving and I’ll return to make sure it’s your last thought." “Didn't you just hear the oath I made to the love of your life?” Zoro turns to the previous queen’s tombstone. “Your Majesty, back me up here.” “She would have approved of you." Mihawk sighs. "…Take care of her, Zoro.” “Of course. I promise.”

And perhaps that’s the difference between him and Zoro: Mihawk never made any promises. After all, you can predict where the wind will go, but not force it to turn.

Seeing his daughter happy and in her rightful place as queen, Mihawk retires. He appoints Zoro as the new commander before leaving. He’s ready to find himself again.

The first thing Mihawk does is head to the tavern. The ale tastes wonderful once more.

Because a love lost is not any less love. He knows that now.

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