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onepieceyaoi100Title: For a Man, a Woman ... and a Buck
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 298 (I had to cut the more explicit bits, lucky you.)
Pairing: Choppersex
Topic: obsession
Craaaaack. Cookies for anyone who can identify whose stand-up comedy I bastardized to come up with the title.
The Alabastan merchant had insisted that it contained pheromones that were irresistible to women, and the price was a steal! Sanji hated to manipulate his sweet, demure Nami-san, but he's a growing boy, dammit. Weighing it in the palm of his hand, he looked again at his purchase, a pale gold liquid in a clear glass bottle, on which was printed the word "Obsession" in simple script. Sometimes needs overrode reason.
He applied a tentative spray of the scent on himself in the marketplace, giving Chopper an apologetic glance afterwards when he saw the little reindeer clutch his nose again in anguish. Chopper had been having trouble with the heady smells of the bazaar all afternoon.
...
It didn't take long for Sanji to realize something was wrong; it was the change in Chopper's eyes. Nevertheless, he was still caught off guard when the reindeer charged him, catching him squarely in the chest with little antlers and his big, pink hat, throwing him flat on his back into a dark alley.
"Chopper?" Sanji asked cautiously, managing to sit himself up on his elbows as Chopper approached.
"Your ... cologne," Chopper managed through gritted teeth, "I can't ... control myself."
Sanji only had a moment to wonder exactly what species of women Obsession was irresistible to and how the hell this had anything to do with Chopper before a heavy hoof rested on his shoulder, pushing him down again.
He felt Chopper's breath, hot and moist, near his groin, as the reindeer nosed at the front of his slacks.
Sanji shouldn't enjoy this. Sanji couldn't. On top of all of the logistical and physiological reasons why this wasn't a good idea, Chopper wasn't even in his right mind.
It was overridden by the thought of whether or not it would fit.
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 298 (I had to cut the more explicit bits, lucky you.)
Pairing: Choppersex
Topic: obsession
Craaaaack. Cookies for anyone who can identify whose stand-up comedy I bastardized to come up with the title.
The Alabastan merchant had insisted that it contained pheromones that were irresistible to women, and the price was a steal! Sanji hated to manipulate his sweet, demure Nami-san, but he's a growing boy, dammit. Weighing it in the palm of his hand, he looked again at his purchase, a pale gold liquid in a clear glass bottle, on which was printed the word "Obsession" in simple script. Sometimes needs overrode reason.
He applied a tentative spray of the scent on himself in the marketplace, giving Chopper an apologetic glance afterwards when he saw the little reindeer clutch his nose again in anguish. Chopper had been having trouble with the heady smells of the bazaar all afternoon.
...
It didn't take long for Sanji to realize something was wrong; it was the change in Chopper's eyes. Nevertheless, he was still caught off guard when the reindeer charged him, catching him squarely in the chest with little antlers and his big, pink hat, throwing him flat on his back into a dark alley.
"Chopper?" Sanji asked cautiously, managing to sit himself up on his elbows as Chopper approached.
"Your ... cologne," Chopper managed through gritted teeth, "I can't ... control myself."
Sanji only had a moment to wonder exactly what species of women Obsession was irresistible to and how the hell this had anything to do with Chopper before a heavy hoof rested on his shoulder, pushing him down again.
He felt Chopper's breath, hot and moist, near his groin, as the reindeer nosed at the front of his slacks.
Sanji shouldn't enjoy this. Sanji couldn't. On top of all of the logistical and physiological reasons why this wasn't a good idea, Chopper wasn't even in his right mind.
It was overridden by the thought of whether or not it would fit.
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Date: 2006-01-18 01:09 am (UTC)Yeah, and I would've read those bits you cut, too...
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Date: 2006-01-19 05:03 am (UTC)And that is, like, the most awesome icon ever. *puts up lurky!Sanji icon for fun and frolics*
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Date: 2006-01-18 01:58 am (UTC)Did you really have to cut out the naughty bits? Come on, put them back in, even if it does go over the word count limit. I (and at least a dozen other people) wanna read. Please?
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