Quite late, I suppose...
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Round One
Topic: "too easy"
Word Count: 300
Rating: R?
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
Disclaimer: Characters and setting? Not mine. Probably just as well, considering.
Notes: This goes with my D/s arc, after "So Bad" and "For Him", but before "Under Control", "Let Me", "Give In", and "No Words". Yes, I am going back to fill in the middle.
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Zoro had heard all sorts of horror story scenarios, but none of them had played out. It had actually been rather sweet, even (not that he'd ever say that). No, as first times went, it had been... surprisingly good, really, and (probably mercifully) short.
They'd both been overwrought to begin with, for starters. And Sanji (accidentally, Zoro assumed, from the "oops") went rather overboard on the lotion; things had been so slippery down below that the blond man had had a hard time (pun only partially intended) lining up.
Zoro wasn't about to mention that he'd sort of been practicing, either, but he was pretty sure it hadn't hurt matters that he'd known approximately what to expect. Sanji felt different, though, and that had been... not surprising, especially in hindsight (or even with the perspective of a mere few seconds' pause for shock), but unexpected. And pleasant. Definitely pleasant. Smoother, somehow, and just right in a way he couldn't have imagined before having actually experienced the way they fit together.
It had pretty much blown away all the control he'd managed to scrape together, mind, but Sanji hadn't ended up having any more, so that worked out alright. From Sanji's stupidly happy grin afterwards, Zoro figured the idiot cook thought he'd won somehow, as if he'd been the one who'd pushed things over the edge, instead of it having been Zoro who'd pulled them both over. It didn't matter, really.
Zoro knew only that he wanted to see that stupidly happy grin on Sanji's face, again and again, as many times as he could make it happen. Wanted to feel Sanji moving against, within, him again.
Just... give him twenty minutes to reset, first. And then... Then, Zoro wouldn't be past asking, in so many words even, for another round.
Topic: "too easy"
Word Count: 300
Rating: R?
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
Disclaimer: Characters and setting? Not mine. Probably just as well, considering.
Notes: This goes with my D/s arc, after "So Bad" and "For Him", but before "Under Control", "Let Me", "Give In", and "No Words". Yes, I am going back to fill in the middle.
~~~
Zoro had heard all sorts of horror story scenarios, but none of them had played out. It had actually been rather sweet, even (not that he'd ever say that). No, as first times went, it had been... surprisingly good, really, and (probably mercifully) short.
They'd both been overwrought to begin with, for starters. And Sanji (accidentally, Zoro assumed, from the "oops") went rather overboard on the lotion; things had been so slippery down below that the blond man had had a hard time (pun only partially intended) lining up.
Zoro wasn't about to mention that he'd sort of been practicing, either, but he was pretty sure it hadn't hurt matters that he'd known approximately what to expect. Sanji felt different, though, and that had been... not surprising, especially in hindsight (or even with the perspective of a mere few seconds' pause for shock), but unexpected. And pleasant. Definitely pleasant. Smoother, somehow, and just right in a way he couldn't have imagined before having actually experienced the way they fit together.
It had pretty much blown away all the control he'd managed to scrape together, mind, but Sanji hadn't ended up having any more, so that worked out alright. From Sanji's stupidly happy grin afterwards, Zoro figured the idiot cook thought he'd won somehow, as if he'd been the one who'd pushed things over the edge, instead of it having been Zoro who'd pulled them both over. It didn't matter, really.
Zoro knew only that he wanted to see that stupidly happy grin on Sanji's face, again and again, as many times as he could make it happen. Wanted to feel Sanji moving against, within, him again.
Just... give him twenty minutes to reset, first. And then... Then, Zoro wouldn't be past asking, in so many words even, for another round.
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