onepieceyaoi100 | Why does all my smut insist on being written around 3am?

Amusingly, I had this started back in December… then forgot about it. This baby's butchered pretty hard, so if you want to see the less bad (I’m not gonna say good) version, the original is here.

Title: To prove a point
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: SanZo
Word Count: 300 – (butchered down from 528)
Notes: There’s NOT going to be a Bondage series now... I /swear/

Inebriated struggling had gotten him nothing but more tightly bound; knowing defeat's bitter taste, he stilled.

"What the hell do you want, shit-cook?"

The blonde leaned down, and Zoro could see the alcoholic glaze in his eyes. "This is what you get for challenging me."

A blank look and Sanji grinned- predatorily. “…you said, ‘you couldn't romance a stone’. I beg to differ- or rather, you will…”

”What the hell-- I didn't mean ME!” he roared, straining for freedom again.

“Not gonna work.” Sanji smirked, looking too sober.

Sick, Zoro’s eyes closed in defeat. Softly stating, "I'm going to kill you."

It had been his fault- Luffy had dulled his mistrust slightly - when he heard an intruder he listened, noticed telltale sounds of the cook, dismissing him as an ally.

"I'll make you another bargain..." he found the cook uncomfortably close.

"If you still want to...", the voice continued- smooth and silky, completely confident. "I'll let you."

Something about the way he said it killed the protest in his throat. A challenge, for him as well then; he’d never back down from one when issued.

And a challenge it was, Sanji proving a difficult opponent in skill. A hand here, a touch there; all feather light and infuriatingly brief. In time he found himself reacting in spite of himself. Then it happened, and he hated himself for it; hated Sanji for winning- the last person he wanted to loose to.

He panted softly, now freed.

"Still want my head?" The blonde raised his chin, baring his throat. Zoro glanced at his swords, thought about the energy it would take, and closed his eyes. "... after a nap."

"Take your time, I'll hold my end of the bargain." He smiled almost smugly, and both of them knowing he'd never have to.