A/N: Beehive. Lol. The other Zosan fic will be uploaded later. It's almost done. Until then. I better do a little background to this story.
Background: So Zoro and Sanji are always hardcore fucking. And Usopp keeps catching them or hearing them. Then tells Sanji and zoro privately that they don't want it anymore. Earning this story.
Zoro stepped into Franky's workshop before shutting the door behind him. Franky perked up to him as Zoro approached him Franky furrowed watching him. He glanced around the room, checking under tables and out the window.
"Uh, are you looking for something?" Franky asked.
"No, I need you to do me a favor." Zoro said.
"Oh? What can I do for you."
Zoro handed him a sheet of paper, "Usopp deigned it for me. Then said it will help you build it."
"I see. What's this for?"
"Oh, just for fun. Scare a few of the crew, or set some in place."
Zoro crossed his arms earning franky to cock a brow.
"Alrightly then. I should have it done within the next hour or so."
"Great I will pick it up then."
Zoro turned on his heel and left without another word.
so as the hour went by. Zoro waited eagerly to get this. Request. Oh he knew exactly what he was going to use it for. Sanji has been off lately, chewing him out, kicking him out of the kitchen, hell he hasn't even had the time for a good fuck. So, Zoro thought of the best way to get his cook back. Usopp even told him that Sanji wanted to stop having sexual relations with him.
He headed down into the ship to find Franky fiddling with, the toy. It buzzed softly as Franky pressed one of the three buttons. He grinned as Zoro walked into the room. He motioned him closer having Zoro take little time to get up to him. He smirked down to the little green toy and patted Franky on the shoulder. Then handed him a bottle of cola.
"Thanks for the help." Zoro said.
Then took the device and remote and left.
Zoro stepped into the kitchen not earning the cooks attention. Since he knew who it was. He stood cutting carrots and potato's before putting them into a stew. Zoro hummed before approaching him. An arm wrapped around his hips while the other rummaged in his pocket for the request.
"What are you doing?" Sanji asked.
"I can't check up on you?" Zoro asked, "Is that a problem."
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be off, polishing your swords or something?"
"I'm here to set you in your place."
Sanji furrowed turning to him as Zoro pinned him to the stove. Slowly undoing his belt and slipping down his boxers. Zoro pulled back to Sanji's ear and chuckled softly. Pulling out the vibrator slicked in lube before pressing it to his ass. Sanji yelped to the cold feeling being pressed to his puckered entrance. He clutched onto the stove. He turned to Zoro who had a smirk on his lips.
"How about we try something, else?" Zoro purred.
"Oh? Whats-"
Sanji gave a shaken breath clutching onto Zoro as the vibrator was pressed into him. Then Zoro pulled back as it was pressed in. Sanji grew paniced to the object in him.
"Wh-what was that! What did you put in me." Sanji snapped.
Zoro purred holding out a remote, "Your behavior device."
