Fourth Sword
Feb. 5th, 2005 03:42 amTitle: Fourth Sword
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji
Rating: NC-17
Theme: Bad Sex
Words: 200
"Mmm... Yes..." Sanji purred, arching his neck as Zoro's mouth devoured him, hot and hungry kisses down his throat. Frantic hands pulled at clothes, Sanji's legs wrapped around his waist.
It was all released tension, far too long let to build up and now hands groped, grabbed, over the muscular plane of Zoro's bare back, at the small of Sanji's back. Sanji groaned beneath those heavy, calussed hands, beneath the firmness of Zoro's body pressing against his. Tugging him closer, gasping softly at the grind of hard flesh against hard flesh through the fabric of their trousers.
"Fuck... Zoro..." the cook groaned, panting softly. A hand slipped beneath the waist of the swordsman's pants, fingers hungry for more muscle and flesh. "Come on..." A breathy murmur. "I want it..."
Zoro's fingers tugged at the front of his trousers, Sanji licking his lips as they were pushed lower, past the soft trail of green and over marble-sculpted hips.
A long pause. Sanji blinked.
"That's it?"
"What?"
"I always KNEW you were compensating for something with all those damn swords!" Sanji huffed, flustered.
"WHAT!?" Zoro repeated, flabbergasted.
"That's it -- I am so on top!"
"Oi -- konoyaro --"
"Shut up and bend over!"
((I personally have complete confidence in the adequacy of Zoro's 'fourth sword'... but I couldn't resist XD))
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji
Rating: NC-17
Theme: Bad Sex
Words: 200
"Mmm... Yes..." Sanji purred, arching his neck as Zoro's mouth devoured him, hot and hungry kisses down his throat. Frantic hands pulled at clothes, Sanji's legs wrapped around his waist.
It was all released tension, far too long let to build up and now hands groped, grabbed, over the muscular plane of Zoro's bare back, at the small of Sanji's back. Sanji groaned beneath those heavy, calussed hands, beneath the firmness of Zoro's body pressing against his. Tugging him closer, gasping softly at the grind of hard flesh against hard flesh through the fabric of their trousers.
"Fuck... Zoro..." the cook groaned, panting softly. A hand slipped beneath the waist of the swordsman's pants, fingers hungry for more muscle and flesh. "Come on..." A breathy murmur. "I want it..."
Zoro's fingers tugged at the front of his trousers, Sanji licking his lips as they were pushed lower, past the soft trail of green and over marble-sculpted hips.
A long pause. Sanji blinked.
"That's it?"
"What?"
"I always KNEW you were compensating for something with all those damn swords!" Sanji huffed, flustered.
"WHAT!?" Zoro repeated, flabbergasted.
"That's it -- I am so on top!"
"Oi -- konoyaro --"
"Shut up and bend over!"
((I personally have complete confidence in the adequacy of Zoro's 'fourth sword'... but I couldn't resist XD))
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Date: 2005-02-05 12:28 pm (UTC)The last line KILLS me.
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Date: 2005-02-05 12:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-05 02:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-05 02:36 pm (UTC)WHOAH THIS ROCKS! GOGOGOSEMESANJI....
*continues laughter at Zoro's expense*
Oh, have you ever seen the little doujin with Usopp taunting Zoro about being phallically insecure? Hilarious.
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Date: 2005-02-05 03:00 pm (UTC)But other than that, this is hilarious! XD Poor Zoro.
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Date: 2005-02-05 08:26 pm (UTC)And I always considered it overcompensation, but I never wanted to believe it ^^
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Date: 2005-02-05 09:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-05 09:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-06 07:04 am (UTC)I don't know who to feel sorry for, Zoro or Sanji!