Buttpirate SNAP!
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Buttpirate SNAP!
Wordcount: 309 (a little over...am I still eligible to win? Couldn't edit anymore)
Theme: Minor characters
Rating: R
Notes: Because this whole thing is reminding me of the Pokemon game.
The table rocked on its normally stable legs, papers falling every which way and the snail phone tumbling to its side with a look more forlorn than usual. A few unfortunate files became singed in the chaos, and the air was thick with a smoky hot smell, almost like someone was cooking out. Searing lips pressed brutally against rough, nearly effervescent ones, thickly calloused hands pulled muscular shoulders closer, then entwined in a silky black mane. Both men were desperately grinding their hips together, clearly tired of foreplay; the younger of the two took the lead and hooked his index finger over the waistline of the opposing pair of pants. Freeing his other inordinately warm hand from teasing an incredibly erect nipple, he undid the button and pulled down the zipper, then began to slide the jeans down, revealing smooth, tanned skin and chiseled, toned buttock.
Before either of them knew it, there were a few bright flashes and then a skittering sound receding down the hall.
~*~
Tashigi was rounding the corner during her incredibly boring routine check of the premises when a vaguely familiar feminine figure crashed into her. Tashigi’s glasses flew to the floor before she could recognize who it was. Augh… I am so sick of these things! I swear I’m going to get contacts at the next port…
“OH, I’m so sorry!” the other girl yelped, bending down and then handing Tashigi her lost specs. Once she donned her lenses, the marine officer immediately knew her current company as Nami, navigator for the Mugiwara Kaizokudan. Strangely enough, she was holding a camera and grinning wackily. “Well, I’ve got things to do, gotta go bye!” And she was off again, running away and cackling something about always having wanted a bounty on her head.
She was shortly pursued by a raging, red, rumpled, half-dressed taisa.
Wordcount: 309 (a little over...am I still eligible to win? Couldn't edit anymore)
Theme: Minor characters
Rating: R
Notes: Because this whole thing is reminding me of the Pokemon game.
The table rocked on its normally stable legs, papers falling every which way and the snail phone tumbling to its side with a look more forlorn than usual. A few unfortunate files became singed in the chaos, and the air was thick with a smoky hot smell, almost like someone was cooking out. Searing lips pressed brutally against rough, nearly effervescent ones, thickly calloused hands pulled muscular shoulders closer, then entwined in a silky black mane. Both men were desperately grinding their hips together, clearly tired of foreplay; the younger of the two took the lead and hooked his index finger over the waistline of the opposing pair of pants. Freeing his other inordinately warm hand from teasing an incredibly erect nipple, he undid the button and pulled down the zipper, then began to slide the jeans down, revealing smooth, tanned skin and chiseled, toned buttock.
Before either of them knew it, there were a few bright flashes and then a skittering sound receding down the hall.
~*~
Tashigi was rounding the corner during her incredibly boring routine check of the premises when a vaguely familiar feminine figure crashed into her. Tashigi’s glasses flew to the floor before she could recognize who it was. Augh… I am so sick of these things! I swear I’m going to get contacts at the next port…
“OH, I’m so sorry!” the other girl yelped, bending down and then handing Tashigi her lost specs. Once she donned her lenses, the marine officer immediately knew her current company as Nami, navigator for the Mugiwara Kaizokudan. Strangely enough, she was holding a camera and grinning wackily. “Well, I’ve got things to do, gotta go bye!” And she was off again, running away and cackling something about always having wanted a bounty on her head.
She was shortly pursued by a raging, red, rumpled, half-dressed taisa.
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Date: 2004-11-30 10:36 pm (UTC)*cackles like mad* Oh, that image alone has made my night... *giggles* XD
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Date: 2004-12-01 01:11 am (UTC)poor tashigi, she's probably confused out of her mind
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Date: 2004-12-01 01:48 am (UTC)This fic rocks. I know that I have said it 1000+1 times since SlashSlutNami! was born, but I love that girl. I need to get my hands on those negatives....
Great piece!! ^_^
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Date: 2004-12-01 06:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-01 08:25 am (UTC)That is so awesome. As is the comment about Tashigi and contacts. As for the first paragraph...delicious!
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Date: 2004-12-01 04:24 pm (UTC)That aside, RAWR. Gorgeous description of Ace/Smoker lust. Super sexy.
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Date: 2004-12-01 07:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-02 05:12 pm (UTC)(snicker)
That seems really funny given the title of the story you're replying to... ^_^