But it's Weak-a-hoshi's home and the king had been nice enough to feed them and in the back of his mind Luffy can just see the disappointed expression on Makino's face so he just squirms his hand inside instead. It's been a while and maybe he shouldn't have neglected himself for so long because he feels like he could go off at any minute. Luffy squeezes, winces as the pressure is just enough to back him a few shuddering steps away from the edge. And then he begins to stroke, his hand instinctively falling into the pace he can hear with every stuttered breath and groan, every rattle of scabbards, from his nakama. And even though he's held off, has kept silent, he can't resist one last tempting risk.
Luffy turns his head, pushing his skull against the table until the angle of his hat's brim is shadowing his eyes. And then he lets his eyelids flutter open and just...looks. Watches and drinks it all in because this time no one's on the floor and there isn't a door getting in the way. He can't see as much as he'd want, not nearly enough at all, but that's just because there are far too many clothes in the way. Luffy has a perfect view of Zoro's back, the green robe fluttering lightly around the tops of his boots from the way the swordsman can't stop moving, pushing up and into Usopp. Only the round of the sniper's bare shoulder is visible from this angle, his arm vanished beneath the shell of Zoro's coat and Luffy can only imagine the feel of Zoro's heat, the slickness of sweat on bare skin as they cling to each other. Usopp's jaw is slack, his mouth hanging open, and he's braced against one of the massive coral columns supporting the ballroom roof. His hat is entirely askew and his head thumps back every so often in a way that probably has to hurt a little but the sniper doesn't seem to mind.
He can see Zoro's hand where it grips the waistband of Usopp's waders, can see the flicker of a fingertip as Zoro rubs unceasing circles into that small patch of Usopp's skin. Luffy can see the side and back of Zoro's head, the swordsman's face tucked along the side of Usopp's jaw. And he can see that their eyes are closed, both of them, as Zoro lifts his face and pressed against Usopp's lips, a sloppy, panted kiss that leaves Luffy breathless. Zoro breaks the kiss to laugh, suddenly, and Luffy can't see why, wants to know with a feverish sort of desperation that only lasts until the swordsman speaks again, this time a clipped demand that does nothing to hide the tinge of need.
"One more. Now...hard!" And it's then that Luffy finally catches on to where Usopp's hand must be, can see the faint rhythmic flex and fall of green fabric below the demarcation line of Zoro's sash. His mind works out just what that means in an instant and he can't help it anymore, skin suddenly feeling too tight with his knowledge and a flush shooting up his face. Luffy lets out a deep groan, the sound loud enough to give him away except that Usopp's doing the exact same thing. And then Zoro makes a deep guttural sound, something fierce and primal and almost as loud as the pair them, before he goes absolutely silent.
Usopp follows immediately after with a choked gasp and Luffy can't hold off anymore, manages to keep his relief to just a grunt and a full-body shudder. His eyes slip closed and he goes limp, shivering all over. His thoughts don't exist for several racing beats of his heart as Luffy just dwells in the swell of relief and pleasure and already-reawakening want. He does flinch a little as Usopp speaks, the sniper's voice much quieter now so that Luffy has to strain to hear him. But he makes out the words 'bed' and 'soft' and he certainly catches Zoro's chuckled response. Couldn't miss it because it makes his cock twitch against the damp patch in his shorts.
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Re: I blame this on you...
Date: 2012-04-07 08:25 am (UTC)Luffy turns his head, pushing his skull against the table until the angle of his hat's brim is shadowing his eyes. And then he lets his eyelids flutter open and just...looks. Watches and drinks it all in because this time no one's on the floor and there isn't a door getting in the way. He can't see as much as he'd want, not nearly enough at all, but that's just because there are far too many clothes in the way. Luffy has a perfect view of Zoro's back, the green robe fluttering lightly around the tops of his boots from the way the swordsman can't stop moving, pushing up and into Usopp. Only the round of the sniper's bare shoulder is visible from this angle, his arm vanished beneath the shell of Zoro's coat and Luffy can only imagine the feel of Zoro's heat, the slickness of sweat on bare skin as they cling to each other. Usopp's jaw is slack, his mouth hanging open, and he's braced against one of the massive coral columns supporting the ballroom roof. His hat is entirely askew and his head thumps back every so often in a way that probably has to hurt a little but the sniper doesn't seem to mind.
He can see Zoro's hand where it grips the waistband of Usopp's waders, can see the flicker of a fingertip as Zoro rubs unceasing circles into that small patch of Usopp's skin. Luffy can see the side and back of Zoro's head, the swordsman's face tucked along the side of Usopp's jaw. And he can see that their eyes are closed, both of them, as Zoro lifts his face and pressed against Usopp's lips, a sloppy, panted kiss that leaves Luffy breathless. Zoro breaks the kiss to laugh, suddenly, and Luffy can't see why, wants to know with a feverish sort of desperation that only lasts until the swordsman speaks again, this time a clipped demand that does nothing to hide the tinge of need.
"One more. Now...hard!" And it's then that Luffy finally catches on to where Usopp's hand must be, can see the faint rhythmic flex and fall of green fabric below the demarcation line of Zoro's sash. His mind works out just what that means in an instant and he can't help it anymore, skin suddenly feeling too tight with his knowledge and a flush shooting up his face. Luffy lets out a deep groan, the sound loud enough to give him away except that Usopp's doing the exact same thing. And then Zoro makes a deep guttural sound, something fierce and primal and almost as loud as the pair them, before he goes absolutely silent.
Usopp follows immediately after with a choked gasp and Luffy can't hold off anymore, manages to keep his relief to just a grunt and a full-body shudder. His eyes slip closed and he goes limp, shivering all over. His thoughts don't exist for several racing beats of his heart as Luffy just dwells in the swell of relief and pleasure and already-reawakening want. He does flinch a little as Usopp speaks, the sniper's voice much quieter now so that Luffy has to strain to hear him. But he makes out the words 'bed' and 'soft' and he certainly catches Zoro's chuckled response. Couldn't miss it because it makes his cock twitch against the damp patch in his shorts.