The implied demand in the tugging and pulling made Zoro growl against Sanji's lips and then part them to let him in. He wanted a taste? He could have as much as he could stand. Zoro rolled to the side to follow the momentum and chase the kiss, planting one knee on the edge of the couch and practically climbing over him. Fortunately, he had already set his swords aside so they wouldn't be in the way, but the long robe wrapped around his legs tangled with the dangling end of his sash and for a moment he almost tripped himself and pitched right over on the floor. But he caught himself in time, after a quick gasp, and then dove right back in for more. One hand slid up along Sanji's neck and found a nice place to rest along his jaw so he could tip the cook's face to meet him. His palm brushed against that new goatee, and a moment later he found himself raking along it with his lips and teeth instead. He couldn't help it! It was new and different and felt great against his skin. From there, Zoro knew he wanted to explore every inch of the cook's improved physique, and find out all his secrets.

[ooc: anything and everything, I am no smut virgin. :3 So whatever you're good with, I will follow!]