Re: Sanji and Zoro
"A highly affectionate sex fiend," Zoro suggested in a mutter, either hand reaching for the backs of Sanji's thighs, pulling him in firmly over his lap and rocking his hips. "If that makes him a hungry little slut - then that's exactly what he is." He leaned up against Sanji, to capture the blonde's lips with his in a more demanding kiss, to fill up Sanji's mouth with the artful plunge of his tongue and put all kinds of ideas in his head.
Just because Zoro hadn't been staring directly into some girl's g-string all night didn't mean the heavy saturation of sex in the club, of smells and skin and need, hadn't done something for him.