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sashi-ya · 2 years

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OMGGGGGG your latest event is so cool!!! in general i love the night and the moon so ahhh, so excited to request hehe. Could i please have Zoro x fem reader, (nsfw), modern au with prompt skinny dipping under the stars?

Hi sweetheart!! Of course :3 I hope you enjoy this fic! Thank u for requesting 💖🌙

ㅤ🌛 One Piece x Bleach Crossover Event : Under The Moon 🌜

NSFW ~ Lifeguard! Roronoa Zoro x F! Reader ~ Skinny Dipping Under The Stars

tw: Nsfw. Sex with a stranger, please this is is fiction, be careful in real life. Public beach fucking. Angsty start, idk why my mind thought of that scenario to be honest XD

wc: 1.7K

The sand feels cold under your soles, but you don’t care. It’s night-time, and you ran through the coast. The dress you wore for the occasion feels like it’s tangling around your neck and you just wish you could rip it off.

The night hasn’t been the best one of your life as you thought it would be. Your boyfriend -ex- invited you to a “date” at one of the most beautiful restaurants on the coast to “tell you something”. You, your besties, everybody swore he was going to propose, cause… what else could it be, then?

But you all were wrong. The bastard had to communicate that he was going to be a father with some other girl… and he expected for you to keep being his girlfriend.

“Men…”

As you run, you realize your tears turn into something freeing. “Was I really ready to tie myself down to a man? I am not” you shout as the stars blurry flicker in your eyes. “FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU!!” you scream to the sky, untying the straps of the green silky dress you were wearing. The soft material falls from your neck down to your chest and then snags around your hips.

The sea looks beautiful and calm, and you want to swim naked in it. And you will.

The dress ends up on the sand, and your nudity is soon engulfed by the soft waves. It’s not as cold as you expected, and your mascara melts as you sink completely. You don’t need anything else, the mere idea of doing something crazy is enough to make you feel better.

But… are you sure you were completely alone?

“Oi!” a husky voice calls you out. And as you wipe the salty water off your eyes you notice a huge asian guy looking at you from the coast. “Are you ok? Are you drowning? Wait I’m gonna help you” he asks, entering the sea in the sexiest, movie like style.

You, startled, blink repeatedly as his big veiny hands go around your waist to pull you up. “I’m…not-”. “There, safe. Let’s go to the coast” he says, and you quickly realize he must be a lifeguard.

“Wait, no! Sir! I wasn’t drowning!!! I’m ok, please do not take me out of the water!” you plead, you are naked as fuck and the foam of the waves is the only covering you have at this point. The lifeguard looks at you confused, but never lets go of your waist.

He has a special tone of green hair, and one of his eyes looks permanently closed as a scar crosses his eyelid. Sharp jaw, perfect pointy nose, the little vein over his trained arm that you can touch… What a Japanese God.

Your cheeks are on fire, but you don’t dare to push yourself off his embrace. “Uh… I… wasn’t drowning. I’m n- naked” you tell him, looking at the side, seeing the moon reflect on a sea mirror.

“Uh… it’s ok. It’s not a nudist beach, but since there is no one around… guess you can have fun. Are you alone?” he asks, looking at each side. You swallow, his neck looks so fucking kissable. Maybe it’s just the whole Sex On The Beach drink that is finally flooding your veins after you drink it all in one shot when you received the bad news, maybe it’s just how sexy this man is.

“So, are you alone then?” he asks, once again. His steel coloured iris fixes on yours and from his gaze you feel weak. What is it with this man…?

“I am alone, yes” you confess, knowing the alone part has more weight that he could understand. He smirks subtly, not like a predator, but the man would lie if he said you weren’t at least interesting to his eyes. “I see… What do you wanna do, then?” he asks, right away. You don’t really know if he is asking for what you will do with swimming naked situation or what you really wanna do.

Would it be so wrong if you just let your body decide your next few actions?

The tension between the both of you grows stronger as the time passes and you don’t dare to answer. But he doesn’t hurry you, what’s more, he enjoys the way your rib cage goes up and down in between his hands.

“I want to keep… swimming” you finally mumble, looking at his pale lips. Lips that form now a bigger smirk, a smirk that makes your whole body tremble. This man looks like a demon, a demon you are willing to let possess you. “I can keep you company, if you want” he whispers, subtly squeezing your waist.

You sigh, your body is trying to let go at least a little bit of the pressure building inside your core. “Y-yes, keep me company” you stutter and swallow, now scanning the beginning of a big scar crossing his chest.

“Cool” he says, and casually lets go of you. He swims to the coast, and you frown. “What the- wait…” you suddenly realize this man is literally taking his swim shorts off. The whole display of his anatomy bathed by the moonlight making his tanned skin shine with its argentum light.

You gawk, he is… huge. And you don’t even know his name, yet.

The muscles of his chest expand when he opens his arms to then dip inside the water. The waves receive his while déshabillé and he swims closer to you. He gets his head off the water and ruffles his hair, the little salty drops hit your burning cheeks and you could swear some steam forms.

“You are naked” you state the obvious, biting your own tongue at how stupid you feel. “So are you. I told you I would keep you company” he says, so naturally as if skinny dipping was a common practice for him. “Hehe, I guess you are right” you nervously laugh, biting your lower lip.

He smiles, taking a brief look at your breast. Semi visible transparency as the foamy waves have dissipated. It’s now or never, it’s now or n-

The lifeguard snatches you by your waist and pulls you closer to his chest. His lips crash with yours, and you close your eyes instantly. “Let it go, (Name)” you encourage yourself and so do you. You separate your lips allowing the stranger to violate your mouth with his tongue.

His hands rest on the small of your back as both of you melt in a passionate making out session, you can feel his hardness growing against your lower belly. And you want this, you want this so much, even if you weren’t looking for it.

One of his hands ascends through your back and goes up the water to your wet hair. His fingers tangle around it and pull your head back. Your neck, displayed to him, makes his mouth watery as if he was a beast wanting to bite, to drink your blood from your carotids.

You moan as he nibbles on your skin. You moan and cross your legs around his waist, heels burying on his back, as your core searches for a so needed pressure.

He notices your neediness and sexily laughs against your neck. “Eager for me to fuck you?” he asks, licking the salty taste of your skin. You nod because it’s the first time you really need a man to be inside you. A man? more like a God for you at this point.

“What a beautiful coincidence for me to find such a needy mermaid tonight” he mumbles, while his strong left arm pulls your chest out of the water. Your breasts are now up to his face. He gloats and attacks them without any waiting.

He sucks, he bites, he pulls and makes you scream. His short nails carve on your back as your core presses against the tip of his sex. And nothing matters, the sea motion makes you graze your sexes against each other’s, and you don’t know his name, and he doesn’t know yours. You only want his body, and he only wants yours.

You brush his wet mossy coloured hair back, pushing him off your nipples for at least a little. He smiles, this time not sexily, but sweetly and silly. “What?” he asks, softly.

You look at him with needy eyes, and a subtle smirk. No need for words, you are asking for him to fuck you, now, right now. “Heh” he laughs, taking his hand underwater. You feel his arm pumping up and down, and then guiding it to your entrance.

“Let yourself fall over it, I’m holding you” he commands, apparently being an expert on the matter. And you comply, your grip around his waist. The pressure of the water flooding your insides cause you’ve been dilated for a long time, plus the intrusion of his huge shaft makes you curl your toes. “Fuck” you moan, feeling your walls stretch.

He grunts, throwing his head back and tensing his neck muscles. “Damn it feels so tight and good” he whispers in your ear after he had taken his face to the side of yours. “Good girl, now let me fuck you” he says, and by the time you can even process what’s happening his fingers are carving on each side of the back of your thighs to make you hump helped by the waves motion.

Up and down you go, sometimes kissing his lips, sometimes resting your forehead on his wide shoulders. Your nails leave marks on his caramel flesh, your tongue sometimes plays with three golden earrings he has on his left earlobe. And he fucks you mercilessly and up to the point your mind goes numb and foggy.

“I’m coming, sir”, “me too, mermaid”

Both come, trembling, grunting, fixing your eyes on the stars that garnish the sky above your lustful melting bodies. What a crazy experience, what a risky, crazy experience.

He takes you to the coast, where both of you rest for a while, normalizing your breathings and trying to process the sudden sexual encounter you both had.

“What’s your… name? he asks, realizing none of you know the other. You smile and turn around to face him.

“(Name), what’s yours?”

“Roronoa, Zoro. Lifeguard of this beach section” he informs you, sure that you are not even listening nor you care.

But you do, and his name will be ever written in your memory as the window that opened while a door was closing in your life ~

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