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Jun. 17th, 2005 04:05 pmTitle: Stalking Horse
Author:
animediva
Rating: PG
Pairing: SanZo (but not really)
Summary: This is just something I wrote to get
tvs_bialy to read a SanZo. And I succeeded. It's a GAG, and not meant to be taken seriously at all. So... enjoy.
The boat was a-rockin’, but everyone knew better to go a-knockin’ since Zoro was probably getting reamed by an overzealous Sanji with a bottle of extra virgin olive oil. Undoubtedly, it was the most virgin thing Sanji generally got his hands on.
It all started when Zoro got a fever, and Sanji got horny. Sanji, a gentleman with the ladies, was a salty dog after all, and any port in a storm.
Since that day, Zoro had kept away from the randy beast, but Sanji was persistent. He had to give him that. He followed him into the hull, and into the bath.
He followed him into the pantry and into the stockrooms. He watched and waited for Zoro to take a nap and even when he was asleep at night.
Zoro was becoming paranoid.
One day, he turned on Sanji and hollered, “What the HELL is your problem? I don’t want to be raped, molested, cornholed, or manhandled by you!”
Shocked, Sanji eyed him under his deliciously magical eyebrow. “But this isn’t about you,” he said slowly, his eye becoming a giant pink heart. “This is for all the lovely fangirls who can’t wait to see you indecent and under me.”
Zoro gaped at him. “What? Are you crazy? You’re doing this to please some mad horde of smut lovers?”
Sanji smiled smugly. “Yes. Oh yes. They want to see you in pieces. I comply.”
Zoro grabbed him by the shirt collar. “What do you mean, shitty cook? I’ve buggered you my share of time.”
Sanji shrugged, an innocent look on his face. “Fanservice. You occasionally have to have control. They really just want to see my sexah ‘O’ face.”
Zoro dropped him, causing him to nearly fall on his face. “Unbelievable. You do this for a rowdy group of adolescent perverts?”
Sanji straightened his jacket. “Of course,” he said, pulling a cigarette out of his jacket pocket. “Why else would I want to fuck an annoying marimo head like you?”
Zoro glared. “You frighten me. Now I’m going to go back to Luffy. At least that’s love.”
Sanji blew smoke in his face. “Fine. Usopp is a better uke anyway.”
A final glare and they parted… knowing that a rowdy crowd of perverted women were waiting for their chance…
The end.
X-Posted:
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Author:
Rating: PG
Pairing: SanZo (but not really)
Summary: This is just something I wrote to get
The boat was a-rockin’, but everyone knew better to go a-knockin’ since Zoro was probably getting reamed by an overzealous Sanji with a bottle of extra virgin olive oil. Undoubtedly, it was the most virgin thing Sanji generally got his hands on.
It all started when Zoro got a fever, and Sanji got horny. Sanji, a gentleman with the ladies, was a salty dog after all, and any port in a storm.
Since that day, Zoro had kept away from the randy beast, but Sanji was persistent. He had to give him that. He followed him into the hull, and into the bath.
He followed him into the pantry and into the stockrooms. He watched and waited for Zoro to take a nap and even when he was asleep at night.
Zoro was becoming paranoid.
One day, he turned on Sanji and hollered, “What the HELL is your problem? I don’t want to be raped, molested, cornholed, or manhandled by you!”
Shocked, Sanji eyed him under his deliciously magical eyebrow. “But this isn’t about you,” he said slowly, his eye becoming a giant pink heart. “This is for all the lovely fangirls who can’t wait to see you indecent and under me.”
Zoro gaped at him. “What? Are you crazy? You’re doing this to please some mad horde of smut lovers?”
Sanji smiled smugly. “Yes. Oh yes. They want to see you in pieces. I comply.”
Zoro grabbed him by the shirt collar. “What do you mean, shitty cook? I’ve buggered you my share of time.”
Sanji shrugged, an innocent look on his face. “Fanservice. You occasionally have to have control. They really just want to see my sexah ‘O’ face.”
Zoro dropped him, causing him to nearly fall on his face. “Unbelievable. You do this for a rowdy group of adolescent perverts?”
Sanji straightened his jacket. “Of course,” he said, pulling a cigarette out of his jacket pocket. “Why else would I want to fuck an annoying marimo head like you?”
Zoro glared. “You frighten me. Now I’m going to go back to Luffy. At least that’s love.”
Sanji blew smoke in his face. “Fine. Usopp is a better uke anyway.”
A final glare and they parted… knowing that a rowdy crowd of perverted women were waiting for their chance…
The end.
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Date: 2005-06-18 11:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-18 06:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-18 06:25 am (UTC)I love stories that break the fourth wall. ^_^
Oh, and "cornholed"? Hehehhee....
Lastly, I think I prefer Zoro on top of Sanji... ^_~
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Date: 2005-06-18 11:33 am (UTC)Sanji is a tasty extra in a threesome of love, but, for me, he's never been the main flavor. XDD
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Date: 2005-06-18 07:09 am (UTC)Office Space. Sorry ^_^;
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Date: 2005-06-18 11:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-18 08:48 pm (UTC)I love Sanji and his constant search for women. <3<3
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Date: 2005-06-20 08:18 pm (UTC)Bwhahaha
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Date: 2005-06-22 05:10 pm (UTC)