Chapter Text
Lovers in the Long Grass
By
Tenkku
Chapter 1: The Green Tiger
It was a cloudy day in the monastery town with drizzling rain and distant rumbling thunder. Sanji fixed the hood of his cloak, pulling it forward to further block the rain from his vision. He couldn’t stay at the little market for long. A thunderstorm was on the way. But he had to pick up ingredients for dinner or else the monks would have nothing to eat. Sanji gathered all the vegetables he would need for tonight’s dinner. The head monks requested a hearty stew and Sanji could make the best stew around.
Living in the monastery was a quiet and boring life, but at least he could experience cooking and gain skills to create more appetizing and special dishes. When he presented as omega, his father wanted to quickly marry him off to whomever would want him. Sanji refused to let that happen, so he ran away and claimed sanctuary in the omega monastery. It was a holy house for omegas, mainly made up of those who claimed sanctuary or wanted to escape their current lives. There were a handful of omegas at the monastery who escaped from arranged marriages while others couldn’t stand to be around alphas. Some just wanted a calm, comfortable, and peaceful life, which Sanji could understand. Sanji had to take a vow of celibacy while he was staying here, they all did. But that didn’t bother him because he didn’t plan on ever settling down with an alpha. This choice, of course, would make his father go crazy.
But the monastery was much too structured for him. Sanji was the only monk who could fight, having trained himself to be a warrior for those in the greatest need. He made a vow that he would never use his hands to fight, only to cook with them. His legs were his primary source of attack. Sometimes, he wondered about leaving the monastery to venture into the world. But something was keeping him here in the little village. He figured it was just his relief to be away from his father and brothers. There was still the fear of his father forcing him out of the monastery to get married. His father and brothers would find some loophole in the religious texts. His father was the king, and a king can override a vow.
Sanji felt a shiver of disgust travel up his spine and his lip lifted a little at the thought of marriage. To be a royal omega, his ‘duty’ was to marry and produce offspring in great numbers that would make the family larger. He would be expected to submit and obey his alpha husband. That is something he would never, ever do. He hated alphas and luckily, they weren’t allowed near omega monasteries. Sanji would rather spend his life as a cook making delicious dishes and trying out new recipes than marriage. That is what he wanted; to be a cook and not an omega husband.
The thunder rumbled louder, more closely this time. Sanji gripped his market basket and hurried back to the monastery just as the rain started to fall heavier and quicker. He lowered his hood once inside and headed for the kitchen. He didn’t have to cook for many omega monks. There were twenty in total, including him. Sanji placed the basket on the preparation table and started to prepare the ingredients. The omega monks here can’t eat meat, and Sanji had to adapt to that not only in his diet but in cooking as well. Meat helped to flavor hearty soups. Sometimes he craves a piece of meat, but he stays true to his vows.
The thunder was closer and louder now as he peeled potatoes and carrots. But as he was dicing the potatoes, a strange feeling came over him. Sanji paused in the dicing to address the odd feeling. Whatever he was feeling, it wasn’t good. He could sense there was something wrong somewhere. Sanji went back to dicing potatoes when he heard some of the monks start screaming in terror. Sanji dropped everything he was doing and rushed out of the kitchen.
When he entered the main hall, he saw the monks running away in all different directions. Sanji saw what they were running from: raiders from the North. Sanji grit his teeth and quickly removed his robe to his underclothing. It was easier for him to fight with his legs without the constriction of the robe. Sanji rushed towards one raider and used his foot to kick the man in the temple. The raider roared in pain and swung an ax at him. Sanji ducked quickly and kicked the male behind the knee, forcing him to fall forward.
Sanji rushed right into the fight, taking down as many raiders with his legs as he could. He kicked many in the head, the gut, and even the groin. He stood on his hands and spun his entire body, making a whirlwind of his legs. The raiders who tried to fight him got caught in the twister and were knocked back. Sanji jumped in the air and kicked another raider in the face, breaking the nose bone. Blood gushed forth from the male and Sanji landed him another blow in the jaw, then finally the gut.
Regrettably, he was not able to attack and fight all the raiders. He kept his monk brothers in sight as much as he could, rushing to protect them. He couldn’t save them all, and that frustrated him. Sanji kicked another raider away and his eyes caught one on top of an omega monk, tearing at the robe. The omega flailed and struggled but couldn’t get him off. Sanji rushed over and kicked the raider hard at the side of his head. The raider fumbled a bit and Sanji spun his other leg around to make contact with the raider’s chin. Another hard kick had the raider doubled over in pain.
“Run and hide!” Sanji shouted to the young omega.
Sanji continued to fight the raiders, but he was being surrounded. He managed to kick his way through, wanting to get the raiders out and away from the other omegas. But he slid to a halt when a raider appeared at the entryway. Sanji glared at the large man and then moved to attack, lifting his leg high. The male caught his ankle, blocking him. Sanji spun around with his other leg, lifting it into the air. The raider caught it again, and now both of Sanji’s legs were held in a vice-like grip. He was upside down. As he dangled in the air, he caught the raiders’ scent. It was all alpha with the smell of iron and blood. Strangely enough, and for a second, he liked the scent. Then, the raider dropped him to the floor.
Sanji quickly got up and faced the man, ready to fight. The raider had short green hair that reminded Sanji of moss. The black war paint looked like three claw marks across his face. He was missing an eye and it had a large scar over it. He wore a dark green jerkin with a pelt around his shoulders. At the alpha’s left hip were three long swords, a type that Sanji had never seen before. A small part of Sanji admired the look, but this was not the time to be gazing. He had a monastery to save!
Sanji started attacking the alpha, who blocked his blows. However, Sanji’s hard kicks were pushing the male out the entrance and into the rain. The rain was getting in his eyes, but it must be getting into the other’s eye as well. It was dark and hard to see, but that didn’t stop Sanji from attacking.
Suddenly, with a flash of lightning, the alpha pulled out two of the three swords. Sanji took a short step back because he was unarmed. The alpha wasted no time coming at him and slashing those swords. It was Sanji now who was getting pushed back, dodging the swings. The blades made a ‘whooshing’ sound as they kept trying to strike him. Sanji used the next flash of lightning to his advantage and kicked the alpha’s shoulder. The alpha stumbled back and Sanji struck again, the side of his foot hitting the other in the temple. Sanji used the wet ground to slide under the alpha’s muscular legs. Once behind him, Sanji kicked the alpha in his lower back, then kicked it again, and did it one more time. But the man was still standing! Sanji was shocked that his kicks didn’t seem to have an effect.
The alpha spun around and shot his hand out to grip Sanji by the neck. Sanji choked at the pressure, then was lifted off the ground. Water kept falling into his eyes, making it harder to see. His hands clawed at the alpha’s and he peddled his legs, trying to escape. The alpha squeezed harder and Sanji let out a choked cry. He could barely breathe! The hold on his throat was too strong!
Then, the raider let go and dropped him. Sanji fell onto the wet ground, coughing and sputtering, gasping for air. The alpha kicked him in the side and he let out a pained gasp. Sanji rolled onto his stomach to try to get up but something sharp was pressing against his throat. The raider’s hand fisted in Sanji’s hair and pulled him up halfway, forcing his head back. Sanji felt the cold blade against his throat. The man’s foot was on his lower back, preventing him from moving. Sanji clawed at the ground but it was too muddy. He was going to die here! That blade pressed harder against his neck. He thought for sure the raider was going to slit his throat.
However, the blade moved away and Sanji heard it go back into the sheath. This was his chance to get away! But the raider had other ideas. Sanji looked up at the looming, muscular form as the lightning flashed just enough to give him a better glance. In the lightning, the raider looked demonic.
“You’re coming with me,” said the raider.
Sanji wanted to protest but the man’s boot slammed hard into his head and he blacked out.
Zoro looked down at the unconscious man, an omega, and a fighter. He was surprised that an omega could fight like that. Some parts of Zoro's body were aching from the attacks. The omega put up a good fight. He was easy on the eyes, too. Yellow hair like the sun and pale flawless skin with a lean build. No one had ever landed that many blows on him, especially not an omega. He had to admit that he was intrigued by the blonde and wanted to take him as a prisoner.
Once the monastery was fully raided, Zoro had the blonde tied up and threw the man over his shoulder. The others carried the items they stole and made their way back to the campsite they set up. The rain had finally slowed to a drizzle and the storm passed on. The raiders who remained at camp had all their tents set up and a large fire burning in the center.
Zoro took the omega into his tent while his men went through the items they stole. Zoro placed the blonde on the ground against the tent post and made sure his hands were tied behind his back and his ankles together. The omega was still out cold, his blonde head hanging towards his chest. Zoro thought back to their fight and realized he wanted to fight the man again. It was rare for omegas to know how to fight in this land. In his homeland, male and female omegas were allowed to train, fight, and raid. This realm belittled omegas. However, this omega was a fighter and showed skill in combat. Someone somewhere must have trained him. Zoro did find it odd that the man fought only with his legs and not his hands.
Zoro took off his ax harness and placed his swords beside his bedroll. His body still had some aching spots from the omega. He stretched his back, listening to it crack and he felt better. He went back to the omega and knelt in front of him. Slowly, he put two fingers under the omega's chin and carefully lifted his head. The man had soft features and strange curly brows. A small bit of dark hair was on his chin. They were about the same height, which was odd for an omega. Omegas tended to be a little shorter while alphas were always a little bigger. He leaned into the man's neck to get his scent. The omega smelled of warm spices and apples. It was an intoxicating scent. It reminded him of autumn. Zoro felt a little purr rumbling in the back of his throat.
This omega came from a monastery where innocence and virginity were strictly enforced. Zoro always thought it was a bad idea to place omegas all by themselves in groups without alphas to help protect them. Zoro told his men not to kill or rape, but he wasn't sure if they did or not. This particular crew were men assigned to him, not ones he would have chosen. He had been too busy fighting this omega to notice. Zoro took another look at the omega and he looked at the ropes. If he wanted to, he could hook those long legs around his waist and have his way with him. The omega wouldn't be able to fight back, but Zoro didn't like that idea. His alpha side thought differently. He’d much rather make this omega beg for him and Zoro wanted to tame the man. The blonde was not like other omegas. Zoro saw that fierce gaze in those blue eyes.
He also didn't think about omegas like other alphas did. Zoro had always been a warrior more focused on training and gaining sword skills than chasing after omegas. A lot of his fellow classmates could only talk about omegas while he practiced his swords. Zoro always saw those alphas as lazy warriors. Zoro did have interest in omegas when he got much older, but he didn't let it rule him. If there was a choice between fighting or fucking, he'd choose fighting. He's been with a few omegas, but he never really felt anything with them. It was more a sexual outlet for him when his alpha instincts became too strong to control.
Something else that made him the strongest alpha in the group is his ability to resist an omega's heat. He had never been with an omega while they were in heat. There was the risk of pregnancy and a part of him can't see himself being a father to some random omega's child. He would be approached by omegas in heat but he much rather have an omega that isn’. It was hard to fight the omega pheromones sometimes, but he managed. Usually, after smelling an omega in heat, he would wander off somewhere quiet and relieve his pent up frustration with his hand. It always worked. His thoughts were interrupted by someone coming into his tent.
“Alpha Zoro, would you like to come and see the treasure that we got?” Asked one of the beta warriors.
Zoro nodded. “Yeah, let me see it,”
Zoro exited his tent and went over to the fire where his tribe was going through the goods. Zoro looked over the items they stole, seeing only piles and items of silver such as eating utensils, vases, cups, candlesticks, and some other stuff that was worthless. He had hoped that the monastery had gold, but it must have been one of the poorer ones. Still, they can melt down all the silver once they get back home.
“Good job everyone. What are we eating?” Zoro asked.
“We got a stag!” Said one, pointing to the two warriors slicing up the stag.
“Great! This will be the last monastery we raid on this land. We'll be heading home soon to restock and regroup.”
There were cheers from the crew, all of them eager to go home. They had been raiding and sailing for months and wanted to get back to their families. Zoro was ready to see his homeland again. He had no one to go home to, but he did love being in his homeland.
For a long while, he sat at the fire watching the meat cooking and smoking. He was getting hungry and couldn’t wait for a piece of meat. Zoro wondered about the omega from the monastery. They were not allowed to eat meat because they weren’t supposed to kill anything. He wondered if the omega would eat any meat while here, or if he would have to feed him root vegetables, which they didn’t have. Zoro frowned at that. What would the omega eat? He called over three of his crew and told them to go look and forage for fruits, berries, or mushrooms. He got up and decided to go and check on the omega.
Sanji woke up to a headache. He tried to move but realized his hands were bound as were his feet. Sanji was fully aware now and he looked around the tent. He was tied to a post, a very strong one. He had been captured! Sanji cursed to himself and started to think of a way to escape. First, he needed to get out of these ropes. He began rubbing the rope up and down along the post. His goal was to rub through the rope, then he could untie his feet. But he had to stop when the tent flap parted. Sanji looked up to see it was the green-haired swordsman.
“You finally woke up,” Zoro said. “I thought I had killed you.”
“Let me go!” Sanji demanded. “Why did you even bring me here? I don’t have anything of worth!”
Zoro took a seat on a sedan chair nearby. “I’m curious about you. What’s your name?”
“I’m not telling you my name,”
“Then I’ll call you Curly Brow,” Zoro said. “I’m Roroana Zoro, the leader of this legion and your captor. I have to say, I’m surprised with how well you can fight for a monk. You’re still an omega who can’t hope to beat an alpha, but you can defend yourself well enough.”
Sanji smirked. “I can’t beat an alpha, huh? Is that what you think? I hate to disappoint you, but I have fought off many alphas, so you’re no different.”
Zoro got up from his chair and walked over to his prisoner. “You can only dream of defeating me,” he said. “You were raised as a monk. I was raised to be a fighter and a warrior the moment I could walk. So, I have more experience and skill than you do, omega.”
Sanji never liked being called an omega. “Omega is not my name! It’s Sanji. Got that, Mosshead?” He kept out the Vinsmoke last name. He never wants to be associated with his family again if he can help it. If this raider knew he was a Vinsmoke, he’d be held for ransom, as if his father would pay in any way to save him.
“I want to challenge you again,” Zoro said.
Sanji raised a curly brow. “Challenge me? To what? A fight?”
Zoro nodded. “Yeah, a fight. I’ve never seen any omega with strength like yours.”
Sanji felt a bit of pride at that. “I’ll challenge you anytime, anywhere,” He smirked at Zoro. “I’m not to be taken lightly. I may be an omega, but I can and will beat you. I won’t be your omega husband either. I vowed never to give in to any alpha. Which means I will never mate with one.”
Zoro was a little surprised by that. He didn’t know why, though. Sanji had been in a monastery where he learned to be chaste. Zoro felt his lips go up in a smirk. Before him was an enemy omega who took a chastity vow and swore off alphas. Sanji was an omega that could fight. Zoro felt his cock twitch at that. The idea of fighting a foe that is consecrated to the deity excited him. Zoro had never taken an omega by force, and though Sanji was his enemy, he still would not force himself upon the omega.
He felt a strange attraction to Sanji who looked close to his age. Sanji’s legs were long and perfectly sculpted with lean muscle. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. From what he could see of Sanji’s skin, there were no marks, scars, or tattoos. Zoro could only picture Sanji’s naked form on his bed of furs. But at that moment, Sanji was glaring at him with an icy stare in those blue orbs. He would have to break down Sanji’s stubborn, omega walls to become intimate with him. He wanted to see Sanji’s golden hair stuck to his face with sweat as he moaned and begged for Zoro to do it harder. Zoro fantasized about fisting his hand in Sanji’s hair and yanking the omega backward, holding him steady so he could keep thrusting.
Zoro wanted to have this man, to show Sanji that it was fine to be an omega. He didn’t want a mated life, but he did want Sanji’s virginity. That was part of his alpha instinct. He couldn’t help it.
“We set sail in two days,” Zoro told him. “You’re coming with us,”
Sanji didn’t care about leaving his homeland and family. What he did care about was his current predicament. He was a prisoner of a raider from the North. Sanji wondered what would become of him being taken to Zoro’s homeland. He had never seen winter or snow because he lived in a two-cycle climate, which was spring and summer. The north had winter and autumn, which, he heard, were still nothing like his homeland. Was he going to be a prisoner? Would he be executed? Would he be forced to marry and mate with some Northern barbarian? He really didn’t care about his vows. He would do anything to get himself free of Zoro and his crew.
Despite his hatred for Zoro, he could see an allure within the alpha male. Zoro could have forced himself on his body, but the alpha didn’t. To him, that was a sign of a good alpha. Still, Zoro was the enemy, and he could never give in, even if he was slightly attracted to Zoro. That was the omega side of him calling out for an alpha’s touch. At the moment, Zoro could do anything to him because he was tied up. There would be no force mounting, and of that, he was grateful.
Sanji watched as Zoro started to undress across the way. The alpha removed his weapons first, carefully placing them on a small table. The animal fur pelt was next, followed by the toggles of the jerkin. Zoro’s bare upper body had some black tattoos on his arms. On Zoro’s back was a massive tattoo of a fierce roaring tiger. Sanji couldn’t help but let his eyes travel along Zoro’s body. The alpha was more buff than he was, but they both had very different training. Sanji admired the muscles. Then, Zoro took a cloth and soaked it in some water and started washing his face of the black claw marks. When Zoro turned around, Sanji saw the large scar running along his chest.
“What’s that scar from?” Sanji asked.
“It was some years ago when I was still training with my master. He gave this scar to me.”
“And your eye?”
“Lost it in a battle.”
“What about that tiger tattoo on your back?”
“I got that a short time after I got my scar. It represents my fighting skills.” He slipped on a plain white shirt. “If you behave I’ll let you have some fresh venison. If not, we have old dried meat you can chew on.”
Sanji glared at Zoro’s as the alpha left the tent. He started rubbing his wrists up and down the pole. He rubbed the rope hard and fast on the pole, feeling it start to give way. Finally, in what seemed like forever, the rope snapped and he was free. Sanji pulled the rope off his wrists and then freed his legs. Now he could escape! He wasn’t sure which way was the right way, and he didn’t want to get stuck in the camp surrounded by alpha raiders. He had to think of something else and he needed to do it fast before Zoro returned.
Sanji saw what appeared to be a cloak on the ground in the corner. He picked it up and sighed in relief. It was a cloak! Now he could sneak away from the camp. Throwing it on, he pulled the hood over as far as it could and went to the flap. He peeked out first, looking for signs of Zoro. Sanji left the tent and proceeded to find a way out.
He felt like he was going in circles. All the tents looked alike. At the end of one row there was a bonfire with raiders sitting around it. They were laughing loudly and drinking heavily. Sanji turned around to go back the way he came but bumped into something large. He looked up to see a seasoned raider with dark eyes and a long beard with a mustache above his upper lip. The man was an alpha. Sanji took a step back but the large man gripped his wrist with a meaty fist.
“Where are you running off to, little omega?” The man grinned to show dirty green teeth that were all rotting. “Come join us!” The man had horrible breath mixed with the scent of stale ale.
“Get off me!” Sanji said, his voice hard and cold. The man was disgusting and Sanji wanted to get away from him and fast. “LET GO!” Sanji wasn’t expecting the man’s big hands to grip his throat. Sanji struggled and clawed at the large hands cutting off his air. He peddled his leg and even attempted to kick the man in the gut or the groin. The man was just too big. Then, Sanji found himself on his back on the cold, hard ground.
“You’re a feisty one! Still fighting even though you know you can’t win!”
Sanji was gasping for air and kicking as much as he could, but his legs didn’t reach the man. “B-B-Bast-ard!” Sanji gasped out.
The man laughed loudly then leaned down to whisper in Sanji’s ear. “You’re a pretty little thing. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you,” he mocked “I’ll fuck you long and hard and leave you begging.”
Sanji felt his hackles go up and the man was in range now. Sanji kicked the man hard in the groin, which he could tell was erect. The man fumbled backward, screaming in pain. Sanji got to his feet and ran, choosing to hide behind a tent. That was a close call. He waited for a while then continued on, searching for an exit. He went in another direction and finally found it! But there was one problem. Sanji didn’t realize it until now. One, he does not know where he is and two, he had no food or supplies packed. He cursed under his breath, wondering what he should do. Just then, there was something sharp and cold pressed against his neck, right under his chin. He didn’t hear anyone come up behind him!
“Going somewhere?” It was Zoro.
‘Damn it!’ “I’m going away from you!”
“No, you’re staying with me whether you like it or not.”
Sanji was lifted from the ground and thrown over Zoro’s shoulder again. He yelled to be put down but Zoro didn’t listen. Sanji kicked wildly, pounding at Zoro’s back with his fists. Zoro easily carried him back to the tent and Sanji found himself tied up once again. Only this time, his arms and torso were tied tightly. His ankles were double knotted. All he could do in defense is spit at Zoro, and he did. However, Zoro didn’t seem to care, casually wiping it away.
香吉士再度被從地面拎起，甩上索隆的肩膀。他大喊著要對方放他下來，但索隆充耳不聞。香吉士瘋狂踢蹬，用拳頭捶打索隆的背部。索隆輕鬆地將他扛回帳篷，香吉士發現自己又被捆了起來。只是這次，他的雙臂和軀幹被緊緊綁住，腳踝還打了雙重結。他唯一能做的反抗就是朝索隆吐口水，而他也確實這麼做了。然而索隆似乎毫不在意，隨手抹去臉上的唾沫。
“You’d better watch yourself, omega,” Zoro said. “I’m fairly easy to piss off, so think twice before saying or doing anything. Or better yet, say nothing.”
「你最好注意點，Omega，」索隆說道。「我很容易被惹毛，所以開口或行動前最好三思。或者更乾脆——閉上你的嘴。」
Sanji smirked. “So, you get pissed off easily, huh? Well, that doesn’t bother me! You’re such a coward! You need to tie up a single person because you’re scared. You’re probably just scared of me because I have fighting skills as good as yours! Untie me now and I’ll show you what else I can do!”
香吉士咧嘴一笑。「所以，你很容易被激怒是吧？哼，我才不在乎！你這個膽小鬼！因為害怕就得把一個人綁起來。你八成是怕我，因為我的戰鬥技巧跟你一樣好！現在鬆開我，我就讓你見識我的真本事！」
Zoro came over with a cloth and without warning, shoved it into Sanji’s mouth. “I told you to say nothing, now you got on my nerves, Curly Brow!” Zoro smirked as Sanji tried to talk but couldn’t. “Let that keep you quiet. I’m going to bed. We’re getting packed and ready to go tomorrow, and you’re coming with us.” Zoro grinned as he heard Sanji struggling to talk. “That’s better.” He got into his bedroll with furs and yawned. “Have a nice sleep,” he threw one more smirk at Sanji and then rolled over to go to sleep.
索隆拿著一塊布走過來，毫無預警地塞進香吉士嘴裡。「我告訴過你別出聲，現在你惹毛我了，捲眉毛！」索隆咧嘴一笑，看著香吉士想說話卻發不出聲音。「這樣你就安靜了。我要睡了。明天我們要收拾行李準備出發，你也得跟我們走。」聽到香吉士掙扎著想說話的聲音，索隆笑得更加得意。「這樣好多了。」他鑽進鋪著毛皮的睡袋裡打了個哈欠。「祝你有個好夢，」他朝香吉士又拋了個嘲弄的笑容，翻身睡去。
Sanji felt humiliated at having this rag shoved in his mouth. It was an old piece of cloth that smelled and tasted like mildew and mold. It was almost sickening. Sanji tried to rub the rope again, but he was kept tight this time around. The rope knot was triple tied, and he would need more than friction to break free. He was out of ideas and options. There had to be a way he could defeat Zoro.
香吉士感到屈辱，這塊破布被硬塞進他嘴裡。那是塊散發霉味、嚐起來像發霉的舊布，幾乎令人作嘔。香吉士再次試圖磨擦繩索，但這次他被綁得死緊。繩結被打了三重結，光靠摩擦是無法掙脫的。他已經無計可施。一定有什麼方法能打敗索隆。
Zoro was an alpha, and a powerful one at that. But he would still have alpha instincts,which could work in Sanji’s favor. He was trained to tell an alpha off or do their best to avoid them. Sanji remembered his tutor saying that omegas should not entice and talk about alphas or breeding or mounting. Seduction was a lesson at one time, and Sanji had an idea.
索隆是個阿爾法，而且還是個相當強大的那種。但他依然會有阿爾法的本能，這或許對香吉士有利。他受過訓練要懂得拒絕阿爾法，或是盡可能避開他們。香吉士記得導師說過，歐米茄不該引誘阿爾法，也不該談論交配或騎乘的事。誘惑曾是課程之一，而香吉士有了主意。
He had never had the need to be ‘seductive’ but he wanted to get away from Zoro. He could seduce Zoro to make him put his guard down. This way, he can slip away. But how does he go about seduction? He never had to do it before. Zoro was a barbarian alpha, so it shouldn’t be too hard to seduce him. They’re more animalistic than regular people. But he would have to be very careful because he could awaken Zoro’s rut. Alphas could be triggered by omegas even if they’re not in heat. Sanji decided to hold off the seduction for now.
他從未有過需要「誘惑」他人的時刻，但此刻他只想逃離索隆。或許能透過誘惑讓索隆卸下防備，這樣他就能趁機溜走。但該如何誘惑人？這可是他從未嘗試過的事。索隆是個野蠻的 Alpha，照理說不該太難搞定——這類人總比普通人有更強烈的獸性本能。不過他必須格外謹慎，因為這很可能會觸發索隆的易感期。即使 Omega 沒進入發情期，Alpha 仍可能被誘發衝動。香吉士決定暫緩這個誘惑計畫。
Sanji barely got any sleep, spending the whole night being uncomfortable and hating Zoro. The alpha got up and barely noticed him. Sanji glared at Zoro as he was left alone in the tent again. Sanji kept trying to rip through the ropes but he just couldn’t do it. The rope was cutting into his wrists and he didn’t know if it was sweat or blood on his hands.
香吉士幾乎整夜沒睡，渾身不適地憎恨著索隆。那個 Alpha 起身時幾乎沒正眼瞧他。當帳篷裡再度剩下自己一人時，香吉士惡狠狠地瞪著索隆離去的方向。他不斷試圖掙斷繩索，卻始終徒勞無功。粗糙的麻繩深深勒進手腕，分不清掌心裡黏膩的液體是汗水還是鮮血。
The flap opened and Zoro came in, holding a piece of meat by the bone. Sanji looked at the charred piece of meat and if he didn’t have the cloth in his mouth, he would gag. Zoro came up to him and took the rag out of Sanji’s mouth. Sanji coughed and sputtered, relieved to have the horrendous cloth out of his mouth.
帳篷的門簾被掀開，索隆咬著骨頭上的肉塊走了進來。香吉士盯著那塊焦黑的肉，要不是嘴裡塞著布條，他差點就要吐出來。索隆走到他面前，扯出了香吉士嘴裡的破布。香吉士嗆咳著吐氣，終於擺脫那塊噁心布條的感覺讓他如釋重負。
“Time to eat,” Zoro said, taking out a small knife to carve a piece off. He held the piece of meat to Sanji’s lips, but Sanji turned away from it. “Are you going to be stubborn now, Curly Brow? Don’t be. Get off your high horse and eat.
「該吃飯了。」索隆說著，掏出小刀切下一塊肉。他將肉片湊到香吉士唇邊，卻被對方別過頭避開。「捲眉毛，你現在是要鬧彆扭嗎？別這樣。放下你那高傲的架子，吃吧。」
“I’m not touching…whatever that piece of meat is. It’s burned to a crisp!”
「我才不要碰……那塊黑炭似的肉。都烤成焦炭了！」
Zoro took a bite of the meat. “Beggars can’t be choosers.” He tried to feed Sanji the meat again, but he wouldn’t eat it. “Fine.” Zoro took another big bite.
索隆咬了一口肉。「乞丐沒資格挑三揀四。」他試著再次把肉餵給香吉士，但對方不肯吃。「好吧。」索隆又狠狠咬了一大口。
“Hey, untie me. I have to pee,”
「喂，幫我鬆綁。我要尿尿，」
“And you’ll come right back to me when I untie you, correct?” Zoro’s voice was laced with sarcasm.
「等我解開繩子，你會立刻回到我身邊對吧？」索隆的聲音裡帶著嘲諷。
Sanji smirked and said, “I wouldn’t dream of leaving here,” he mimicked Zoro’s sarcasm. “But if you’re still afraid to untie me…”
香吉士咧嘴一笑，模仿著索隆的諷刺語氣說：「我怎麼可能捨得離開這裡呢。不過要是你還是怕到不敢解開我的繩子⋯⋯」
“I’m not afraid,” Zoro replied. “I just don’t want to be chasing you around.” Zoro untied all of Sanji’s ropes. And the first thing the omega did was attack him.
「我才不怕，」索隆回答。「只是不想追著你跑。」索隆解開了香吉士身上所有的繩索。而這位 Omega 做的第一件事就是攻擊他。
Zoro was prepared for an attack and he blocked Sanji’s first strike. Sanji’s foot had aimed towards his head. Sanji went for his legs next, but Zoro jumped over it like a jump rope. The omega had skills that Zoro didn’t recognize. There were times it looked like Sanji was rising off his feet to attack. Zoro also wondered why Sanji never used his hands. But the attacks were getting to be too much, and Zoro had to fight back. He grabbed Sanji’s ankle and pulled his leg, hoping to make Sanji lose his balance and fall. But Sanji jumped up and swung with his other leg towards his head. Zoro ducked but didn’t let go of Sanji’s ankle. The omega then fell to the ground, finally having lost his balance.
索隆早已準備好迎接攻擊，成功擋下香吉士的第一記踢擊。那記飛踢原本直取他的頭部。香吉士緊接著掃向他的下盤，索隆卻像跳繩般輕盈躍過。這個 Omega 展現出索隆從未見識過的格鬥技巧——有幾次香吉士的攻勢凌厲得彷彿雙腳離地。索隆不禁納悶為何香吉士始終不用雙手。但連番攻勢實在過於猛烈，索隆不得不反擊。他猛然抓住香吉士的腳踝扯動，想讓對方失去平衡跌倒。沒想到香吉士竟借勢躍起，另一條腿如鞭子般甩向他的太陽穴。索隆低頭閃避卻未鬆手，最終讓這個 Omega 因失去平衡重重摔落草地。
Sanji wouldn’t admit defeat, and he thought up an idea. He jumped and lept towards Zoro, aiming low. He wrapped his arms around Zoro’s waist and tackled him. The alpha must not have been predicting that because Zoro wore a shocked expression. They both went down on the ground and started to roll around.
香吉士不願認輸，靈機一動便朝索隆飛撲過去。他瞄準下方，雙臂環抱住索隆的腰際將他撲倒。這名 Alpha 顯然沒預料到這招，只見索隆露出震驚的表情。兩人雙雙倒地，在草地上翻滾扭打起來。
“Shitty…Mosshead!” Sanji blurted out
「白癡…綠藻頭！」香吉士脫口而出
“Damn Curly Brow!” 「該死的捲眉毛！」
Zoro tried at least five times to get Sanji to stay down, but each time the wild omega slipped away like an eel. Sanji had almost pinned him, but Zoro didn’t allow that to happen. He would not be bested by an omega, especially one that’s an enemy. Their fight was getting nowhere- both were equally matched and gave up at the same time, panting like two exhausted dogs.
索隆至少試了五次想讓香吉士躺下，但每次這隻野性的 Omega 都像鰻魚般滑溜逃脫。香吉士幾乎要壓制住他了，但索隆絕不允許這種事發生。他怎麼能被一個 Omega 打敗，更何況還是敵人。他們的打鬥毫無進展——兩人勢均力敵，最後同時放棄，像兩條累壞的狗一樣氣喘吁吁。
“Well done,” Zoro said. “But you’re still my prisoner. You need to be back in ropes.”
「幹得不錯，」索隆說。「但你還是我的俘虜。該把你重新綁起來了。」
“I’ll put you in ropes,” Sanji responded.
「我會把你綁起來。」香吉士回應道。
“I’d like to see you try,” Zoro challenged.
「有種就試試看啊，」索隆挑釁道。
He couldn’t help but picture having Sanji all tied up and waiting for him on the furs. He didn’t think Sanji noticed, but the fight had made him excited. His cock was starting to harden and he couldn’t let Sanji see. But part of him wanted to conquer that blonde-haired, blue eyed omega for his own. Sanji was like a wild horse, beautiful to look at but fierce as well. However, a tiger can take down a horse, and he will bring Sanji down to submission.
他忍不住想像著把香吉士捆綁起來、讓他躺在毛皮上等待自己的畫面。索隆不認為香吉士注意到了，但這場打鬥確實讓他興奮起來。他的下身開始發硬，絕不能讓香吉士發現。然而他內心某處渴望征服這個金髮碧眼的 Omega，將他據為己有。香吉士就像匹野馬，美麗卻也狂野。但老虎能制服野馬，而他終將讓香吉士臣服。
But he had to return to the task at hand. Sanji had looped the rope and used it as a lasso. Sanji threw it at Zoro but Zoro caught it. He pulled the rope from Sanji’s hand and borrowed the lasso. Sanji attempted to run, but Zoro threw the rope and got him. The rope went around Sanji’s waist and Zoro started to pull him like he was reeling in a fish.
但他不得不回到手頭上的任務。香吉士將繩子繞成圈，當作套索使用。他朝索隆拋去，卻被索隆一把抓住。索隆從香吉士手中扯過繩索，借用了那個套索。香吉士試圖逃跑，但索隆甩出繩索逮住了他。繩圈纏上香吉士的腰際，索隆開始收線，像在釣魚般將他拖了過來。
Sanji didn’t expect to fall into Zoro’s arms as he tried to escape the rope. Zoro’s chest was rock solid with heavy muscles. His alpha scent was heightened from the previous fight. Sanji wanted to stroke Zoro’s chest and almost did so until he felt something poking at his groin. He knew what it was and he roughly pushed Zoro away.
香吉士沒預料到自己在試圖掙脫繩索時會跌進索隆懷裡。索隆的胸膛如岩石般堅硬，肌肉結實厚重。先前戰鬥的餘韻讓他身上的 Alpha 氣息更加濃烈。香吉士幾乎就要伸手撫摸那片胸膛，直到他感覺到有東西抵著自己的胯下。他當然知道那是什麼，於是粗魯地推開了索隆。
“You’re just like every other damned alpha! I hope you die and go to Hell!”
「你跟其他該死的阿爾法一個樣！我祝你下地獄去死！」
Zoro smirked. “I can’t go there. Heaven doesn’t want me and Hell’s afraid I’ll take over.”
索隆咧嘴一笑。「我去不了那兒。天堂不想要我，地獄怕我會接管。」
Sanji scoffed at that and took this moment to dash out of the tent. He started to run as fast as he could, but Zoro was catching up to him. Sanji realized he had nowhere to run off to if Zoro kept following him. But he doesn’t want to give up, either. He must have tripped over something because he fell hard to the ground. He rolled onto his back and the first thing he saw was the tip of a blade and a tall looming shadow. It was Zoro.
香吉士對此嗤之以鼻，趁機衝出帳篷。他開始全力奔跑，但索隆緊追不捨。香吉士意識到如果索隆繼續追趕，自己根本無處可逃。但他也不願就此放棄。他可能被什麼東西絆倒了，重重摔在地上。他翻身仰躺，首先映入眼簾的是一截刀尖和高大陰沉的影子——是索隆。
“Looks like we’ll have to put you in chains instead.”
「看來我們得給你戴上鐐銬了。」
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