( there's no hesitation as zoro's hands find nami's hips, fingertips just barely skimming up beneath the hem of her shirt to touch the bare skin beneath as he meets her lips with a fervor that almost catches himself off guard. it's impossible not to succumb to it after so many messages exchanged, funny and heartfelt and heated, igniting something rare in him.
his lips stay parted when she draws back to tease him, looking every part as needy as he is. maybe zoro just drops to his knees instead, eyeing the hem of her skirt briefly before glancing back up at her through his lashes. ) Don't remember.
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his lips stay parted when she draws back to tease him, looking every part as needy as he is. maybe zoro just drops to his knees instead, eyeing the hem of her skirt briefly before glancing back up at her through his lashes. ) Don't remember.