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onepieceyaoi100Title: Lit
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 221
Pairing: ZoSan
Topic: fire
Zoro was on.
Sanji could always tell -- it was that toothy lopsided grin he got and that predatory glint in his eye, like a shipwreck victim eyeing his first hot meal. (And he ought to know.)
Zoro was about to engage in his favorite pastime outside of training and sleeping, and that was fighting.
The enemy ship positioned itself alongside the Going Merry, as Sanji lit a cigarette, savoring the deep, first drag.
The poor unsuspecting souls.
...
Sanji had already had his wounds tended to when Zoro made it back onto the deck of the Going Merry, blood-soaked and sweaty, silhouetted in the flaming remnants of the sinking ship behind him ... and ignoring the ship's diminutive doctor at his knees. Sure, the untreated wounds were likely to scar, but considering his already teeming collection, the bastard probably ate that shit right up anyway.
He grinned as Zoro's eyes tracked him ducking into the ship's storage room instead, and it wasn't long before Zoro followed, shutting the door in the face of one plaintive reindeer.
Ah, Zoro's other favorite pastime. Sanji let himself be pushed roughly against the crates, and gasped as Zoro followed, with rough hands on his hips and a hot mouth on his jawline.
Oh God, yes. Sanji loved it when Zoro was on.
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 221
Pairing: ZoSan
Topic: fire
Zoro was on.
Sanji could always tell -- it was that toothy lopsided grin he got and that predatory glint in his eye, like a shipwreck victim eyeing his first hot meal. (And he ought to know.)
Zoro was about to engage in his favorite pastime outside of training and sleeping, and that was fighting.
The enemy ship positioned itself alongside the Going Merry, as Sanji lit a cigarette, savoring the deep, first drag.
The poor unsuspecting souls.
...
Sanji had already had his wounds tended to when Zoro made it back onto the deck of the Going Merry, blood-soaked and sweaty, silhouetted in the flaming remnants of the sinking ship behind him ... and ignoring the ship's diminutive doctor at his knees. Sure, the untreated wounds were likely to scar, but considering his already teeming collection, the bastard probably ate that shit right up anyway.
He grinned as Zoro's eyes tracked him ducking into the ship's storage room instead, and it wasn't long before Zoro followed, shutting the door in the face of one plaintive reindeer.
Ah, Zoro's other favorite pastime. Sanji let himself be pushed roughly against the crates, and gasped as Zoro followed, with rough hands on his hips and a hot mouth on his jawline.
Oh God, yes. Sanji loved it when Zoro was on.
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