( huh. if he didn't say it, then sanji must have told her, which is ...
something. he's not sure if it's good or bad β but it's surprising, even still, considering zoro expects sanji to pretend it never happened. had nami felt it from across the village? the desperate clench of sanji's cunt around his fingers, the thud of sanji's back against the mattress as zoro flipped him over, the frantic, desperate thrusts into him until sanji cried out, cursed him over and over again before telling zoro he loved him?
β fuck. he misses his connection with nami, a pang in the hollow part of his chest where he used to sense her. zoro would know how nami felt β and maybe nami could understand if she could feel his devotion to her, could get a little taste of what matt's magic had felt like. they'd laugh at the idea of a conversation like this, he thinks. )
i don't have a type i just like who i like which barely ever happens like you like the cook, even if he hates my guts most of the time back at home i don't even ... go looking for that kind of thing. i'd rather drink.
( local man is doing the shittiest job ever at explaining being demi, especially because he has no idea what the fuck being demi is. )
i love you nami and i love him too and i don't want anyone else
( somehow, it's easier the second time β probably because he's not saying it out loud. )
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something. he's not sure if it's good or bad β but it's surprising, even still, considering zoro expects sanji to pretend it never happened. had nami felt it from across the village? the desperate clench of sanji's cunt around his fingers, the thud of sanji's back against the mattress as zoro flipped him over, the frantic, desperate thrusts into him until sanji cried out, cursed him over and over again before telling zoro he loved him?
β fuck. he misses his connection with nami, a pang in the hollow part of his chest where he used to sense her. zoro would know how nami felt β and maybe nami could understand if she could feel his devotion to her, could get a little taste of what matt's magic had felt like. they'd laugh at the idea of a conversation like this, he thinks. )
i don't have a type i just
like who i like which barely ever happens
like you
like the cook, even if he hates my guts most of the time
back at home i don't even ... go looking for that kind of thing. i'd rather drink.
( local man is doing the shittiest job ever at explaining being demi, especially because he has no idea what the fuck being demi is. )
i love you nami
and i love him too
and i don't want anyone else
( somehow, it's easier the second time β probably because he's not saying it out loud. )