Need & Necessity - Roronoa Zoro & Vinsmoke Sanji
Sex Pollen⚘ NSFW ♡ 18+ ♡ SMUT
HardDom!Zoro / Sub!Reader / SoftDom!Sanji
Summary: An herb gathering mission for Chopper had gone awry when Sanji became affected by a mysterious plant. Unable to make it back down the mountain before nightfall, You, Zoro, and Sanji take shelter from an oncoming storm. Concerned as Sanji’s symptoms grow stronger, you want to help him however you can.
CW: Sex Pollen (It’s Contagious & Everyone’s Affected), Lots of Cum, Masturbation, Dirty Talk, Fingering (F Receiving), Oral (F Receiving), Creampie, Threesome, Mentions of ‘Mating’
Mentions of an established relationship between Zoro x Reader. Zoro was meant to take more of a voyeuristic role in this one, but he just wasn't having it :Þ
Pollen is a top tier trope for me though so there will surely be more scenarios ( ꈍ◡ꈍ)
Word Count: 4.7k
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You flipped desperately through the pages of the field guide by the light of the fire Zoro had made. The wind had begun to pick up outside the cabin with the fast approaching storm. The locals had warned it likely that if you didn’t make it back before nightfall, you’d have to seek shelter.
You’d been on track to make it back down the mountain in time, but then Sanji had encountered some kind of flower that was making him sick. Currently he stood facing the wall, forehead pressed into the battered wood. “So hot,” he muttered, as he slid off his jacket.
“I’m sorry,” you tell him, “but you can’t go outside. The rain…” Not only was the temperature rapidly dropping outside, but this high up the mountain during this time of the year, the night rain was toxic to the touch and only purified again under the sunlight. This time of year also happened to be the only time the medicinal herbs Chopper wanted could grow.
Sanji groaned, loosening his tie. You looked back towards the field guide in your hands, “tell me again.”
“Pink flower. By the stream. It exploded into a mist when I got close,” Sanji’s voice was painfully strained and it broke your heart.
“What color was the mist?” There were so many different plants on the mountain, you skimmed through hundreds in the thick guidebook.
“Pink,” Zoro answered, having seen it happen. “It was kinda spiky.”
Your fingers glided through the pages and then suddenly halted, finding a depiction that somewhat matched the description. Your eyes skimmed the information before suddenly stopping. Your heart dropping in your chest. “Um… did it have white spots?”
“Yeah,” Sanji mumbled, undoing the top buttons of his shirt.
“Oh? Oh, what?” Zoro asked. “Is it poisonous?”
You stood up and crossed the small one room cabin next to Sanji. You could feel the heat radiating off of him. “Sanji… is this it?” His eyes slowly drug across your face, gaze lingering on your mouth. He licked his lips. “Sanji, is this the flower?”
He blinked and looked down to the page you held out for him. “Yeah… yeah, that’s it.” He tried to read it, but his vision was hazy and unfocused.
“What does it say?” Zoro asked.
“Um… well, it’s not poisonous, but…”
“But it does have side effects. Not permanent, just… intense. You should be okay by morning… Sanji,” you ventured carefully, “how do you feel?”
“Hot,” he said. “So hot. And fluttery.”
“Like butterflies. But everywhere.”
“I think you’re in the second stage,” you muse looking at the book.
Your cheeks grow hot, “the flower grows by the streams during the mountain’s fertile time of the year. It… it’s meant to encourage… ah, the mating season.”
Sanji kept popping buttons down the front of his shirt, his chest bare and gleaming in the firelight.
“What!? What the hell does that mean?”
“It acts as a stimulate to the local fauna. To make them… ya know…" you blushed. "I guess, it works on people too.”
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” Zoro says, grabbing the book from your hands and angling it towards the light. “Did you know about this?” Zoro snaps to Sanji.
Sanji shakes his head, breath too ragged to respond, and you come to his defense. “Zoro, of course he didn’t. It was an accident.”
“What do I do?” Sanji asks, all his buttons undone now.
Zoro watches you step towards the cook, muscles tense as you place a sympathetic hand to his back. You reach up to touch Sanji’s face and he immediately turns into your touch, whimpering. “We need to bring your fever down.” Sanji nods into your palm, face flushed and eyes closed.
Zoro scanned the page, searching for the information on how to do that and grunts with displeasure when he finds the answer. “ ‘The frenzy is subsided once the animal finds release…’,” he quotes from the book before slamming it shut.
You pull your hand away from Sanji’s face and a pitiful noise shudders through him. “If his fever keeps getting higher, he could be in real trouble.” Sanji peels off his shirt and places his hands against the wall, nails scratching into the wood.
Zoro grabs your arm and pulls you to his side of the room. “Fine. Do what you need to do, but do it yourself,” he growls.
Sanji shakes his head, body trembling. “No way. Just… just tie me up. Knock me out.”
“No! That’s too dangerous. If you’re unconscious and your fever keeps rising it could kill you.” You look around the cabin desperately hoping an alternative solution would come to you. But it’s no more than a tiny one room shack, there wasn’t even any furniture and definitely no where that could offer any sense of privacy.
“You could… you could knock me out,” you mused to Zoro. “If it would make it easier for him-“
“I’m not fucking doing that,” Zoro refuses, unable to bring himself to use his strength against you like that.
“Listen, Sanji-“ he moans hearing you say his name, “it’s okay. It’s okay, if you need to… Just think of it as a medical necessity.” You try to soften the embarrassing nature of the situation.
“Necessity…” he grounds out.
“Right, Sanji. Just something you need to do to get better.”
“Need…” his voice is gravelly and deep. His fingers scratch down the wood like he’s trying to hold on for dear life, but his body has other ideas. One hand drops from the wall and disappears down the front of him. “Again,” he demands. “Say it again.”
“My name,” he growls. There’s a soft clinking sound as he undoes his belt. “Say my name again.”
“Don’t bring her into this,” Zoro snaps. “You caused this problem, you fix it your damn self.”
“Zoro,” you say softly, “he can’t help it.”
There’s a rustling sound and you see Sanji’s arm moving rhythmically, his shoulders hunched over, muscles rippling in his back. You quickly avert your gaze, trying to give him some semblance of privacy. “Pretty voice. So pretty when you say my name. So pretty~" The rustling gets louder. “Pretty mouth. Would taste so good-“
“Wanna taste it, wanna taste it so bad,” Sanji’s dirty words slurred, his mind completely slipping into a lust-driven intoxication.
Despite knowing he wasn’t in control of himself and what he was saying, the words made you blush and there was a sudden fluttering in lower part of your body. “Try not to listen…” you mumbled more to yourself than Zoro.
But Sanji moaned hearing your pretty voice again, the rustling getting faster before it stalled and he groaned deeply, body spasming. Sanji looked down at the hand choking his cock. His cum shot in thick, heavy ropes with every spasm. Splashing the wall, coating his stomach, dripping down his pants. So much fucking cum. He spread it across his dick, enjoying the sticky heat and then started stroking again.
“Are you done?” Zoro asked.
Sanji shook his head, “can’t stop,” he confessed through his clenched teeth. “Still fucking hard. Oh, fuck, there’s so much cum.”
His shameless words made your body feel hot despite yourself. You took a deep breath, willing yourself to focus. Your fingers knotted together with worry. “I thought it said he’d be better if he found release…”
“Guess it wasn’t enough,” Zoro muttered.
“What do we do?” you ask, your eyes find Sanji again. He’d pushed his pants down lower, your gaze locked onto the way his arm furiously moved back forth. The sounds of his masturbating filled the cabin, so wet and filthy. With every inhale, the scent of his sex grew stronger. “Should we help him?” you asked, uncertain.
“You wanna help me, princess? Wanna touch me? Please please please,” he begged.
“Stroke your own fucking cock, you prick,” Zoro barks.
“You can watch me,” Sanji whines, “just watch me do it.”
Without realizing it, your tongue darts across your lips- but Zoro notices it. “...Would it actually help if you did that?”
Zoro sighs heavy and leans back against the wall, arms crossed. “If you think it could, try it. I can’t listen to this all fucking night.”
Your eyes widened, “you want me to watch him?”
Zoro shrugs, “up to you.” Your voice stammers, unable to form words at his suggestion. “Like you said, it’s just a medical necessity,” he repeats your earlier reassurances back to you and you close your mouth. You take a deep breath and remind yourself that despite the humiliating nature of the situation, Sanji is your friend. He was suffering. And while you’d never imagined you’d be in a situation like this, there was still nothing you wouldn’t do for your friends.
“O-okay,” you agreed, “I’ll try.”
Zoro grabs your arm and pulls you towards him, flipping you around so your back is against his chest. He holds you there against him while he addresses Sanji. “Cook,” he demands, “turn around. Let her watch.”
You swallow as Sanji slows his movements just long enough to strip the rest of his clothes away. You drink in the sight of him, body lean and toned and glistening with exertion. He turned, slowly, finally revealing the mess of his cock to you. Still gripped tight in his hand, it was solid and reddened and absolutely soaked. Long strings of cum dripped from him down towards the floor. Sanji’s thighs soaked with his own fluids.
As soon as he saw your eyes on him, Sanji pressed his thumb into the slit of his cockhead, cum oozing out around his digit and slid down in ropes to the floor. “Fuuuck,” he groaned, squeezing the tip of his dick that spasmed at the sight of you. He circled his fingers and began rocking his hips, pushing them further and further as if they could reach you from the other side of the cabin. The sight of his swollen tip forcing its way through the tight ring of his fingers was stirring. Faster and faster, Sanji fucked himself in front of you. “Keep watching, princess. Don’t take your eyes off my cock. Gonna cum again.” He pistoned his hips against his hand, cockhead thrusting in your direction. It didn’t take long for his cum to splash to the floor in front of you, but he didn’t stop pumping.
“Fucking nasty,” Zoro snapped, still holding you still by the arms so you could do nothing but stand there and watch.
Sanji wrapped his whole hand around his shaft then, vigorously jerking it back and forth. His eyes locked onto yours, “you like it, don’t you princess? Like watching me milk my cock. Such a nasty fucking mess.”
Zoro leaned down and pressed his lips to your ear. Voice low and dangerous, “tell him you like it.” Wetness pooled between your legs as you gasped in a breath. “Tell him,” Zoro orders.
“I... I like watching you touch yourself, Sanji...”
Sanji groans, eyes rolling back in his head and more cum leaks from his abused cock. He looks over at you again, trying to slow himself down. His eyes are pure black as he looks at you, “Can’t stop, Princess. I can’t stop.” His voice is hoarse and pleading.
“It’s okay, Sanji,” you assure him. “I like it. I wanna watch you cum again.”
His hips pick up more speed, slamming back against the wall with every thrust. “Gonna cum again. Gonna do it for you. Gonna give you my cum. You want it- yes yes yes- you want it.”
Zoro’s eyes glance down watching the way you keep pushing your thighs together. Felt the way your breath hitched in your chest. Fuck, if it wasn’t turning him on.
“I want it, Sanji. I want you to cum for me.”
Always so eager to please, the cook cried out as his whole body convulsed. He hunched over as cum shot from his dick. Rope after rope. Zoro watched, almost amazed at the sight of it. He had no idea how the cook’s body managed to keep producing so much. Sanji groaned, jerking his cock hard, trying to force it all out.
He leaned back against the wall, breathless. The three of you standing there, listening to the rattle of it, the smell of sex heavy in the air. Sanji’s body was flushed as it heaved with every breath. Your face heated when you met his eyes, dropping your gaze only to be met with the puddles of his fluid. You closed your eyes, trying to stave off the desire your own body was trying to stoke.
“Oh, fuck!” Sanji cried. Your eyes snapped open to see him looking down bewildered at his own cock standing ready once more, already dripping a fresh round of precum. Tears pricked his eyes with frustration, making you feel all the more guilty for the way your body was reacting.
“Sanji…” his eyes went to yours, desperation on his face.
“Help me. Please help me.”
Sucking in a breath you instinctively moved to step towards him, but Zoro tightened his grip. “How do you expect her to help you?”
Sanji’s eyes lock up to Zoro’s, “I need to fuck her.”
Your eyes widened at his blunt admission. “And what makes you think I would let you do that?” Zoro asks.
Sanji swallows, not taking his eyes off the swordsman as he begs, “please, I can’t take this. I need her. I need to cum inside her, need to fill her up.”
Zoro grabs your chin and angles you to look at him, “and you? You would let him do that?”
You licked your lips, holding his gaze, “if it would help… yes.”
Zoro released you and turned his gaze back towards the cook. He held the man’s gaze as he began to undress you. Sanji’s cock twitched as he watched Zoro slowly peel off your top, letting your breasts fall free. Zoro’s big hands rubbing over them, fingers rolling your nipples. They drag down the front of your body sliding into the waistband of your pants, teasing the sensitive skin there before slowly- so slowly- undoing your laces. He pushes your pants down and takes you out of them.
Sanji slowly strokes his cock, trying to keep a mild pace as he enjoys the sight before him. Zoro’s hands drag over your clothed cunt, sliding in between your legs. He releases a dark chuckle, “she’s fucking wet.” Sanji’s leaky cock spasms in his hand.
Zoro wraps an arm around your middle and lifts you from the ground, the other hand dragging your wet panties down your legs. Once they’re off, he sets you down again. He tosses your panties towards Sanji, the cook deftly catching them and immediately bringing them to his face, inhaling deeply.
Your breath hitches, pulse racing as your mind swims, trying to reckon with the erotic situation you're falling into. Your body feels so hot, a fluttering deep in the lower regions of your body. You could feel your own wetness start to slowly drip down your thighs.
Zoro grabs behind your right knee and hoists your leg up. You yelp, but his strong hands keep you from falling. He pulls your knee up, opening your dripping cunt and putting it on display. Zoro’s eyes lock onto Sanji, “come get on your knees,” he demands.
With no hesitation, Sanji steps forward and drops hard to his knees, kneeling the puddle of his own mess, eye level with your glistening cunt. Zoro’s fingers spread your pussy to give him a better look. He presses two fingers into you before slowly pulling them back out, holding them up for Sanji to see. He spreads them apart, strings of your juices webbing between them. “She got fucking wet watching you jerk your nasty fucking cock.”
You moaned as Zoro’s fingers slid through you again. Sanji leaned forward, captivated by the sight of it- one hand stroking himself, the other still clutching your panties. “Now you’re going to watch when I make her cum.”
Zoro slid two fingers into you, palm grinding against your clit. You moaned deeply, head falling back against Zoro’s strong body. In the position he had you, you could do nothing but let him work you over. He pushed his fingers all the way in before pulling them back, and pushing them in once more. Gliding so easily in and out.
He pushed them back to the knuckle and held them there, letting his palm grind pleasure into your clit. “Tell her your like it,” he commands down at Sanji. “Tell her how grateful you are to watch her cum.”
Sanji’s eyes rake over your quivering body. “Fuck, I love seeing you like this. Love hearing you moan. Wanna hear you cum,” his hand worked his cock faster and your pussy clenched around Zoro’s fingers. He curls them inside you putting pressure on your sweet spot while increasing the pressure to your clit.
“Zoro~” you moaned, “feels so good.”
“I know, baby. Tell him, not me.”
“It feels really good, Sanji. It feels so so good~” Zoro works his hand faster, hard enough to lift you off the floor to the tips of your toes, letting your weight rest on his fingers pressed so deeply inside your body. “I love being touched. Love when he touches me like this.” Zoro’s cock twitches against your back. “He touches me a lot. Touches me so good. So deep.” Zoro grunts, holding you tighter and grinding his cock between your bodies.
Zoro pulls his fingers out of you and you whine in protest. “Shhh. Wanna make sure he can see your pretty pussy clench when you cum. You want him to see it, right?”
You nod, “yes, want him to watch.”
Zoro slides his leg out and spreads your body further, opening you up even more for Sanji to see. He takes a single finger and starts circling your clit, mindful not to block any of Sanji’s view with his big hand. “Beg her, Cook. Beg her to let you watch her cum.”
“Fuck yes, please cum. Please let me see it. Wanna watch it drip out of you. Wanna watch that pussy cream. Gonna cum with you, gonna cum at the same time,” he promises, stroking his cock harder.
Zoro increases the pressure, his finger rolling with precision around your clit. Faster. Harder. You moan, fingers digging into his strong arms. You feel it building, “I’m getting close. I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”
“Show him, baby. Show him what it looks like when I make you cum.”
“Show me. Show me- fuck, need to see it.”
A groan shatters through your body as you cum hard, whining at the sensation of your cunt spasaming hard around absolutely nothing.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, of fuck,” Sanji groans, shooting his own load onto himself. He’s staring at your pussy, tightening his hand in time with the way it pulses.
“You see that?” Zoro asks, “that’s what you want, right? That’s where you wanna stick your prick.”
“Yes,” Sanji breathes, “yes, wanna fuck that tight hole. Wanna feel it milk me.”
Your body trembles as Zoro adjusts his hold, “I’m going to let you. I’m going to let you fuck her.” Zoro frees his cock and lines it up, “but I’m gonna fuck her first.”
He slides all the way in and you moan at the way he fills you up. So big. So thick. Zoro’s cock completely fills you up and stretches you out. Your pussy desperately clenches around him. “Ah, fuck, gripping me tight, baby.” He thrusts into you, steady and powerful, holding you against him you’re nothing but a fuckdoll in his arms.
Zoro looks down at Sanji, arrogant grin on his face watching the other man on his knees. Dick still in hand as his eyes stayed on where Zoro’s cock pushed into you. “He’s watching you. He’s watching you get used by this fat cock. This is what he wants to do to you, baby. Wants to use your body, wants to feel you cum on him.” You moan and your pussy clenches. Zoro groans, the sound vibrating against your back. “Take your hands off your dick and touch her clit.” Sanji’s eyes widen at the command. “I showed you how she likes it, didn’t I? Now fucking touch her. If you can’t make her cum, I’m not going to let you fuck her.”
Sanji slides forward, fingers immediately finding the clit on your bouncing body. His hand moves with you, fingers rolling the pretty bud between his knuckles. Every movement Zoro makes lands you back against Sanji’s fingers. Their paces finding wordless rhythm with each other. Both men worked at your pussy and you were helpless to do anything but enjoy it.
Faster they went. Zoro’s cock pumping you, Sanji’s fingers rubbing at your clit. “Feels so good~”
“Yes, yes, yes,” you whined.
You body tightened, prepared to snap when Zoro grabbed a fist of Sanji’s hair and jerked his face towards your cunt. “Suck.” Sanji’s lips immediately latched onto your clit, sucking at it like he had been starving for it. His lips pulsed around your bud, tongue fluttering against it. He suckled you like his life depended on it.
Shamelessly, you moaned, eyes tearing at the overwhelming sensations. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” you begged. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming, oh fuck-“
Zoro pumped faster, groaning as he flooded you. Your pussy milking every drop from him as you clenched. Sanji didn’t stop suckling you, the sloppy sound of his hand jerking his cock still filling the air.
Your body twitched in the aftershock of your orgasm. Zoro tucked his face to the crook of your neck, placing tender kisses against your fluttering pulse. He trailed gentle kisses along your neck, the sensation clashing with the feeling of his cock still twitching inside you and Sanji still sucking on your clit.
With one last kiss, he pulled back then grabbed Sanji’s hair again and shoved him off you. Gently he brought your shaking leg to the floor, holding your wobbling body steady. Sanji looked up at you, eyes still hungry.
“Now,” Zoro said, “you can have a turn.”
Sanji jumped to his feet and scooped you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and dropping to the floor again. On his knees, he thrust up into you, groaning as he slid home. Your body still trembled, your mind dizzy from how quickly you changed hands. Sanji wrapped his arms around you, humping against your body, cock already weeping inside you.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he whined, your eyes locked together. “Fuck you feel so good. Better than I imagined. So, so, good.”
His mouth locked to your neck, that little sweet spot he saw Zoro kissing just a moment ago. He was rewarded with your sweet moans and the feel of your pussy clenching around him. He brought one hand around to the front of your body and dropped it down between your legs, finding your clit again.
His cock twitched, “So pretty when you say my name. So pretty,” he pumps faster, “so pretty when you cum.”
“I wanna cum again,” you confess shamelessly. “Sanji, will you make me cum? Please, I want you to do it.”
“Yeah, I’ll do it, Princess. I’ll make you cum. But I’m gonna cum inside you, okay? I’m gonna fill you up.”
Sanji snaps his eyes up to Zoro who was lazily stroking his own cock- still hard- as he looked down at them. “You’re gonna watch, right? Gonna watch me fuck my cum inside her?”
Zoro’s grin twitched in time with his cock. “Yeah, I’m fucking watching.”
You look up at him then while Sanji bounces you in his lap. “His cock is inside me,” you tell him.
“I know baby. You’re gonna let him fuck you, okay? You want him to feel better, don’t you?”
You nod. “Yes, want you to feel better, Sanji. Want you to feel good.”
“Yeah, you wanna help me?” You nod again. “Gonna let me use you to feel better?”
“Yes, Sanji. You can use me. I want it, want all that cum inside me.”
Sanji groaned, suddenly tilting forward and lying you on your back. He locks your legs around his waist and starts pumping into you. “Yeah, gonna fuck you nasty. Like a needy fucking animal.” His hips thrust wildly against you, his fingers practically vibrating against your clit. You arch your back, pussy pulling him in deeper. The sounds that come form Sanji are animalistic. Drool falls from his mouth as he moans. “Gonna cum- gonna cum- gonna fill you up.”
“Fill me up, Sanji. Cum inside me.”
His fingers buzz against your clit, pushing you over the edge again. Your body comes off the floor as another orgasm wrecks you. You feel it when he cums, absolutely flooding you. So hot and so much. He keeps thrusting his hips, grunting as more and more shoots into you. So much, you think you’ll burst, the pressure unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. Sanji grabs your hips and forces your body to stay together, plugging you up and keeping his cum inside.
“Gonna keep it inside. Gonna mate you.” Sanji pushes down, feeling the fullness inside you.
Suddenly, Sanji’s cock was pulled from your body and his cum gushes out of you in a hot sticky puddle. You whine, suddenly feeling so empty. But it wasn’t for long, big rough hands lifted your hips again and that familiar fat cock found its way back home inside you.
“My turn,” Zoro growls possessively. "My mate."
You sighed contentedly, leaning back as both men took their turns with you through the long night until the fevers finally subsided.
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Your body was curled into Zoro’s side, breath steady, still lost to sleep. Zoro stared up at the ceiling, the sun finally creeping in and fire long since dead. Sanji sat next to you both, sitting with his elbows on his knees, looking down at your naked sleeping body. Evidence of the long night still painting your skin.
Sanji’s mouth snapped shut, emotions whirring inside him. His fingers reached to brush a strand of your hair form your face but Zoro grabs his wrist. “Don’t. You’ve had enough.”
Sanji holds Zoro’s gaze, “you know I care about her.”
Zoro’s grip softens before he let’s go, dragging his hand down his face and thumping his head quietly against the floor. “She has a soft spot for you…” His voice hardens, “don’t let her feel guilty about this.”
Sanji sighs and stands up, rolling his naked shoulders. He gathers the clothes strewn around the room and opens the door. “Sun’s up. Water’s clean again. I’ll wash up then find some breakfast... I’ll be back before she wakes up.”
‘Yeah, alright…” Zoro lifts his head, “Sanji… be careful... No more fucking flowers. Not those ones, at least.”
Sanji grins, “any other particular ones in mind?”
Zoro groans and drops back down, “get out,” he tells him but there was no real heat behind it. Knowing you had been exhausted enough that you’d sleep a few hours yet, he nuzzles into you and closes his eyes. As you tuck closer into him with a quiet sigh, the words that had come to him so instinctively last night replayed through his mind.
" 'My Mate.' "
But, maybe not his alone…