A certain fetish

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Title: A certain fetish
words: 300
Rating: Pg13
Pairing: Sanji/DJango (using Shonen Jump Spelling)


Sanji nudged the man face down on the bar next to him awake.

"Hey, the bartender said he'd throw you out if you didn't wake up."

"Ehhhh?" Django lifted his head off the counter top with a groan. He seemed to wake up a bit as he noticed the blond next to him. "Thanks..."

Sanji took a drag of his cigarette and stared right back at the man with interest. One day left and he had to be back at Baratie. Just enough time to catch a pirate. He didn't know why he was so attracted to them but he was and it was something he really didn't want Patty or any of the others to catch wind about. Best to stick to women while on the boat and find the object of his fetish on restocking missions like this one.

"You a pirate?"

"Yeah, but I don't know how much of a good one..." Django adjusted his heart shaped glasses to keep his mind from the recent disaster that had taken place at Syrup village. He would rather sober up and pay attention to the man next to him, anyway.

Good looking young men hardly ever talked to him anymore. Never, if you didn't count the times he had used the ring to make them get a sudden desire to sweep the hypnotist off his feet and up to their room.

"I'm sure you'll do fine."

Django didn't hear him, too busy putting his hand into his pocket to desperately search out the ring. He needed to get him before he walked away.

Sanji looked down at the action taking place in the mans pants and smirked, pulling the man closer.

"Come on, I haven't even done anything to you yet...but let's go upstairs and finish what you started."