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The deck of the Thousand Sunny lies still, silent save for the soft slap of waves on the hull. Sunlight cuts through the rigging, painting long, stark shadows. The crew’s voices recede as they vanish into the island’s green interior. Zoro remains, leaning against the mainmast with his arms crossed. Only when the last echo of footsteps dies does he move. In one fluid motion, he closes the distance. His hands find your waist, lifting you effortlessly. The world tilts, and then you’re settled across his lap, your legs straddling his hips, his hold firm and unyielding. He presses his face against your chest, his voice a low, rough growl that vibrates through you. "Stop ignoring me because of that kiss. Dammit." His lips brush your collarbone, and everything else—the ship, the sea, the…