Another one-shot. It's OPU. Zomg! That's like... one out of how many now? DX I'm such an AU freak. Oh well.

It's a little lime-ish, but nothing REALLY bad, and this fic-jumble-drabble-thingy is rated M anyway, so. -shrug-

Nuh beta-rering... again... I'm so lazy. Annnnd, it's LuZo, really. -shrug- so if ya don't like Luffy top, well... dun read. -.-

Enjoy!

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Jump

He couldn’t quite figure out how he had ended up in this situation. Hadn’t this been a game of tag five minutes ago? And now he was humming and panting lightly at the line of searing fire moving across his neck from Luffy’s eager mouth. Zoro wasn’t one to give in so easily but he hadn’t been able to find a loophole in the ‘captain’s order’ he had been given. Also, being the lazy bastard he tended to be when he wasn’t fighting or training, he didn’t mind just laying there and not really having to do anything. Five minutes ago Luffy had been running from him, and out of nothing but pure boredom, Zoro had been following with crossed arms and long strides. After all. How far could one really go on such a small ship?

He’d just walked up behind the orange trees.

“Gee. I wonder where he could be.” the swordsman remarked, eyes slanted with sarcasm as he stepped up the last stair and moved onto the back deck. Glancing around, he frowned lightly when there really wasn’t anyone up here. But he’d been sure he’d seen Luffy run up those stairs… Oh well. He was about to turn around, when he realised a moment too late that he was now in direct line of a certain captain’s stealthy-but-certainly-clumsy, attempt at tackling him. He was knocked over backwards as a ball of hyper rubber captain slammed into his stomach, winding him and making him gasp as he hit the deck.

“You… bastard…!” he wheezed, coughing desperately and trying to breathe again. Luffy just grinned down at him, eyes alight with mischief… and something else. He blinked a little, still wheezing as he tried to register that strange expression. It looked like an expression he should know, but just didn’t… quite look right on Luffy’s face.

“Zoro has to stay still! Captain’s orders, na?” the boy chirped, hopping up and then grabbing his first mate’s arm, pulling him into the shadow of the mikans. Grunting in obvious disapproval at being dragged around like a rag doll, Zoro shrugged. Hey, lie still? No problem. He’d just go to sleep, and this was the perfect spot for it too. He was just about ready to drift off, used to allowing himself to sleep as soon as he sat down, when he felt Luffy straddle his hips, settling on him and humming happily.

“I’ve told you before, Luffy. You’re not using me as a bed or a pillow, or you will find yourself laying in rubber ribbons on the deck. Captain or not.” Zoro growled, but he blinked when he felt a hand press over his mouth. Hm… Luffy’d been stealing chocolate from the kitchen again. No wonder Sanji had been pissed off this morning.

“But I ordered Zoro to stay still!” Luffy replied, that occasionally cheeky ‘I know I’m gonna win’ tone coming to his voice and making the swordsman scowl. Damn, he’d been caught there. He mumbled something about cheap tricks before shrugging again.

“Fine.” he grouched, sighing heavily. Once again, he was just drifting off when lips pressed against his, sucking gently and making Zoro’s eyes shoot open.

“Nnmmf!?” he grunted, his exclamation muffled by the captain’s mouth. Luffy blinked and pulled away.

“Na?” he noised, “What’s wrong?” Zoro stared at the captain, eyes a little wider than normal before he shook his head a little.

“… Nothing…” he replied, finally recognising that expression. Lust. Okay, so this ship was full of teenage men who, really, had testosterone coming out of their ears. Well, everyone bar Chopper and Usopp, but the reindeer had the excuse of being a little too young, and Usopp was half girl the way he screamed sometimes. Luffy though, had seemed like he ignored those feelings or urges, and Zoro had never heard/seen anything out of the ordinary with the kid.

Ordinary here meaning, he’d never walked in on something he shouldn’t have. ‘Alone time’ as it were. But the way Luffy was looking at him now, mud coloured eyes slightly half lidded, his cheeks beginning to tinge pink. Definitely lust. Leaning back down again, Luffy began nibbling at the swordsman’s neck, making Zoro’s eyes shift a little. He wasn’t sure what to think about this right now. His brain was going ‘Hell no, get him off. Like… now, before something bad happens.’. Something else was telling him to stay put and see where this went, though. And it wasn’t like he couldn’t shove Luffy away at any point during this.

“Na…” Luffy noised next to his ear, tugging gently at one of the pendants and making Zoro twitch a little, “Zoro’s staying still…” The swordsman twitched again as that pendant was tugged once more.

“Captain’s orders.” he replied bluntly. The tugging paused and then released as Luffy pulled back and blinked at him, confusion mixing with the lust, mouth held in a small frown. The two stared at each other for a short while, cheeks tinging gently pink and eyes narrowed. Zoro’s eyes mirrored nothing of how he was feeling about this, only conveying the fact that as a crew mate, he belonged to, and would do anything for, his captain. Luffy’s eyes mirrored everything inside. His lust, his confusion, his happiness at Zoro’s basic reply of ‘I’m yours.’ clearly written in the other man’s eyes. For a little while now, he’d been thinking about Zoro.

Not in the cliché way of ‘He’s so hot, he’s so sexy.’ (though that wasn’t to say he hadn’t thought those things), it was more to do with how loyal Zoro had become to him. Backing him up on his decisions, being there for him when he needed it, knowing when Luffy was perfectly able to fight, and then knowing when the kid needed help. Never did he ask the captain if he would like to be helped, he just did. And never had he rubbed it in Luffy’s face. The matter had passed between them simply and easily. After a little while, he’d begun to ask silly little questions of Zoro. Whether the swordsman had ever liked someone (to which Zoro had simply grunted and gone back to sleep) and who would make a good close friend on the ship (to which Zoro had answered with blatantly ignorant silence.). He’d given up on the questions after that, knowing they were either unwelcome, or just plain annoying. After that, he’d gone to Usopp. Asked him bluntly ‘Who would be the best person on the ship to have sex with.’.

Usopp had looked as though he’d been about to brag that he would be, until the question sunk into his thick skull, and the long nose had squeaked off a quick ‘Zoro!’ and then run away. Finding that a satisfactory answer, Luffy had then gone to Sanji with the question of ‘How do I get Zoro to have sex with me.’ because the kid was blunt and stupid like that. Sanji had turned an interesting shade of magenta before kicking Luffy out of his kitchen, and yelling ‘Jump him!’ and then slamming the door again. Jump him eh? So, when Zoro had walked up those stairs, Luffy had jumped on him. Simple as that. And it had worked! Ha. He’d have to thank Sanji later.

Zoro was watching him silently, not waiting for an answer, but looking like he would like one anyway. Smiling a little, the captain tilted his head.

“… Yeah.” Luffy nodded, before smiling widely and then returning to his former teasing. As those kisses and nips got more intense, and Zoro allowed himself to respond to it (hey, if he was gonna lay there and have this happen, he may as well enjoy it, yeah?) he wondered briefly how many times Luffy had done this before. Because the brat was damn good at it. It didn’t take long before Zoro’s allowing of his body to feel this, and to let himself enjoy it, became an uncontrollable urge that he really wished he could reign in, but he’d already made his mistake before. Luffy sucked, nipped, licked, bit (to which Zoro growled out a warning that if he did that again, captain’s orders or not, he wasn’t going to tolerate being eaten) and Luffy had done it again anyway.

Hips began grinding together gently, eyes closed and chests heaving softly for air. Lips parted, and hands twitching restlessly, cheeks blushing crimson. That dissolved into grunts and soft groans, gentle thrusts and hands tugging at clothing in an almost desperate fashion. Tongues warred in passionate kisses, Luffy’s always winning and winding around the swordsman’s. Ruffled, panting, hips moving restlessly against one another and flushed pink, the two almost screamed when Nami suddenly appeared out of the bushes, her eyes slanted slyly and a camera dangling teasingly from between forefinger and thumb.

“Nya nya…” she noised, smirk turning into a wide grin, “How about we say the resulting photos of this will be worth oh… 50 more interest on your debt, Zoro?”

Never again would Zoro follow a captain’s order to lie still… at least not out in the open, anyway.

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There! Hope you liked, and I'm sorry it didn't go any further! Mind you, if it had, it wouldn't have been posted here. -nervous laugh-