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The Fullbody treatment
title: the Fullbody Treatment
Words:300
Pairing: Sanji/Fullbody
Rating: PG13
Fullbody pulled his white jacket off the one chair that graced the chefs sparsely decorated room.
The rooms owner sat at the edge of the bed in only his dark suit pants smoking, as he surveyed the other mans actions.
"Leaving again?"
"I have a ship to get back too."
"Hnnn..." Sanji replied as he stubbed the cigarette out on the bed post. "This was the last time."
"What?!" Fullbody gaped. He had been coming to the Baratie for almost a year now. Wining hearts of women with the blonds help and then sneaking back later to pay the chef with a bit of ass. He liked their rendezvous, no one had ever had the balls to take him before and Sanji had done so from the start without blinking an eye. No fear, no hesitation, not even much conversation (although Sanji had tried in the beginning). Just lustful passion.
"It can't be helped. I can't stop you from coming here again but I won't be pleased if you bring another woman with you..."
"What the fuck brought this on?!"
"We've had fun. I've only just come to realize that's all its been to you."
"Of course."
"Che.." Sanji scoffed as if that was what he had been expecting. "Get the fuck out. Come back when you get some class."
"Class?! Do you know who the fuck I am?"
"No, I don't and that's the problem...but now I don't give a fuck."
"I wouldn't want the hands of a lowly waiter on me anyway."
Sanji grabbed the man and threw him out the door. He regretted it slightly. Perhaps Fullbody would come back and give more of himself than just his body;however, several months later when Fullbody reappeared, woman on his arm, pulling the same trick, Sanji knew better.
Words:300
Pairing: Sanji/Fullbody
Rating: PG13
Fullbody pulled his white jacket off the one chair that graced the chefs sparsely decorated room.
The rooms owner sat at the edge of the bed in only his dark suit pants smoking, as he surveyed the other mans actions.
"Leaving again?"
"I have a ship to get back too."
"Hnnn..." Sanji replied as he stubbed the cigarette out on the bed post. "This was the last time."
"What?!" Fullbody gaped. He had been coming to the Baratie for almost a year now. Wining hearts of women with the blonds help and then sneaking back later to pay the chef with a bit of ass. He liked their rendezvous, no one had ever had the balls to take him before and Sanji had done so from the start without blinking an eye. No fear, no hesitation, not even much conversation (although Sanji had tried in the beginning). Just lustful passion.
"It can't be helped. I can't stop you from coming here again but I won't be pleased if you bring another woman with you..."
"What the fuck brought this on?!"
"We've had fun. I've only just come to realize that's all its been to you."
"Of course."
"Che.." Sanji scoffed as if that was what he had been expecting. "Get the fuck out. Come back when you get some class."
"Class?! Do you know who the fuck I am?"
"No, I don't and that's the problem...but now I don't give a fuck."
"I wouldn't want the hands of a lowly waiter on me anyway."
Sanji grabbed the man and threw him out the door. He regretted it slightly. Perhaps Fullbody would come back and give more of himself than just his body;however, several months later when Fullbody reappeared, woman on his arm, pulling the same trick, Sanji knew better.
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Yup!
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And ohh... what a cute icon! Where's it from? *adores*
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