/the most sensual of nights
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Title: Dirrrrty Dancing
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kanthia
Rated: PG-13 to PG-15
Pairing: Sanji x Zoro
Topic: Silent Exchanges
Word Count: 298 o-o;;
Warnings: Whee! Vital organs! Not good for those with vivid 'maginations, mya.
Zoro didn’t go for bull like romance.
But there are urges you can’t ignore, and things that had to be done. The Marimo wasn’t enough of an idiot to know that some people were rather irresistible; a challenge, a way to release feelings pent up inside…
But he was enjoying tormenting Zoro like this. It had begun with a silly little bet and had ended with- this, under the stars as he imagined doing it with Nami-san but instead with this big lunk pressing on him with all two hundred whatever of his pounds. Oh, he could do all the things he couldn’t do with Nami-san- tugging hair, tracing lines down the sweat-laced chest to muscle corded and knotted as stone, leaning in close to fill his senses with sake and sweat and passion.
There was an old radio playing older songs on the deck as they silently moved. He moved in time with it, guiding the swordsman. The bend, the sway, the dive; all in perfect rhyming succession. Gently drawing in and out. They moved together, two bodies in a tangle of one. Arc, the release! Bend, draw back, savour the moment that may never be duplicated in virgin passion. The orchestra played in sopranos of song, altos of sweat, tenors of hungry eyes, bases of feet and legs and thighs and bodies-
Sanji pulled himself in closer, subject of the glacial stars, burning through Zoro’s skin to freeze off layers of things unneeded; push in, closer, deeper until all layers are removed and the bare soul, the bare need was the only thing left. He opened his mouth, inviting sweet lips and sweeter tongue-
Zoro pushed away and turned off the radio.
Sanji supposed he’d have to wait until tomorrow to practice his Rumba some more.
Everyone says HI KANTHIA back!
*wavewave*
Title: Dirrrrty Dancing
Author:
kanthiaRated: PG-13 to PG-15
Pairing: Sanji x Zoro
Topic: Silent Exchanges
Word Count: 298 o-o;;
Warnings: Whee! Vital organs! Not good for those with vivid 'maginations, mya.
Zoro didn’t go for bull like romance.
But there are urges you can’t ignore, and things that had to be done. The Marimo wasn’t enough of an idiot to know that some people were rather irresistible; a challenge, a way to release feelings pent up inside…
But he was enjoying tormenting Zoro like this. It had begun with a silly little bet and had ended with- this, under the stars as he imagined doing it with Nami-san but instead with this big lunk pressing on him with all two hundred whatever of his pounds. Oh, he could do all the things he couldn’t do with Nami-san- tugging hair, tracing lines down the sweat-laced chest to muscle corded and knotted as stone, leaning in close to fill his senses with sake and sweat and passion.
There was an old radio playing older songs on the deck as they silently moved. He moved in time with it, guiding the swordsman. The bend, the sway, the dive; all in perfect rhyming succession. Gently drawing in and out. They moved together, two bodies in a tangle of one. Arc, the release! Bend, draw back, savour the moment that may never be duplicated in virgin passion. The orchestra played in sopranos of song, altos of sweat, tenors of hungry eyes, bases of feet and legs and thighs and bodies-
Sanji pulled himself in closer, subject of the glacial stars, burning through Zoro’s skin to freeze off layers of things unneeded; push in, closer, deeper until all layers are removed and the bare soul, the bare need was the only thing left. He opened his mouth, inviting sweet lips and sweeter tongue-
Zoro pushed away and turned off the radio.
Sanji supposed he’d have to wait until tomorrow to practice his Rumba some more.
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Date: 2006-05-16 12:38 am (UTC)Though the comparison with an orchestra was absolutely amazing. Music is a big part of my soul, so this was just downright yummy.
C'mon Zoro, you know you wanna kiss him...
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Date: 2006-05-16 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-25 06:13 pm (UTC)