onepieceyaoi100 | What was he doing again? Oh, yes...

Title: Close Your Eyes...
Topic: ~~common sense~~ Pretend
Word Count: 260
Rating: Moderately explicit, Hide the children, Cussing
Pairing: messy (ZoSan/SanZo; implied UsZo, SanLu)
Disclaimer: Characters and setting? Not mine. Probably just as well. Here, have them back...
Summary: If he couldn't see it wasn't so, he could pretend...

Excuse: Um... No?

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If he had any sense at all, he would never have proposed this in the first place.

But oh, no. Here he was, on his knees, in the dark of the hold. His mouth was occupied, his hands gently pressing slender thighs open beside his ears, his thumbs rubbing tiny unconscious circles over taut tendons straining against motion as their owner fought to keep still.

It was alright, though, really. If he didn't look, didn't see the proof to the contrary, he could pretend those thin legs he knelt between belonged to another, even as the one he was occupied in pleasuring was surely pretending that he was yet another person.

And then, those hard thighs tensed, everything tensed, hard hips bucked under his mouth, fingers scrabbled blindly across the top of the crate for purchase, and...

"Lu... Lufffyyyy--!"

He froze, shocked into breathing incorrectly, inhaled just the wrong thing, and coughed, choking on the bitter fluid.

Well, at least that explained why Sanji had been willing to exchange favours, rather than offering some other act in trade, he supposed. He'd never have guessed, though, from the man's behaviour. Still...

"What happened to your witch, pervert?"

"Shut up, shithead, and get your pants off."

"Yeah, yeah."

He just hoped he had better control over his mouth than that. Damn scrawny blond would never forgive him if he called out the sniper's name at that instant.

On the whole, he mused a moment later, he could've done worse. Sanji was pretty good at this, and if he closed his eyes...