[fic] milk
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Milk
Rating: PG15
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Lucci x Paulie
Topic: Bug
A/N: I've just acquired a new family member in the form of a young monster kitten, which has proceeded to impede me in writing via demanding attention almost all the time. -_-; Here's something written while it's (temporarily) asleep.
Paulie kicked the door to his apartment closed and stalked over to the small dining table, dumping the chilled cartons of milk upon it, then marched over to the narrow cot and burrowed under the blanket, wrapping his now-freezing arms tightly around its occupant’s ribs.
“I got your fucking milk. So drink up and get out.”
The deep, husky snarl of irritation that Lucci made would have struck all the goddamned right notes on any man with even a remote inclination in batting for his own team, but it was the way bared skin abruptly changed into spotted golden fur that made Paulie’s cock twitch in his jeans.
He was so fucked in the head.
The long, stiff tail twisted between his thighs, curling, then Lucci stretched, rolling broadening shoulders and baring pearly fangs, his clawed hands gouging deep rents in the cheap plaster walls. The half-leopard rolled over, slitted eyes animal and predatory and sleepy, and he had to admit his unwanted, recurring pest of a visitor no longer only scared him. Lucci sniffed the air delicately, glanced down, and smirked lazily.
“Good morning.” The fucker’s throat wasn’t even human yet. Lucci leant over to nip absently at Paulie’s clothed shoulder, and the shipwright could feel the powerful flex of the half-leopard’s jaw as it tightened to a fraction of being uncomfortable.
“Fuck you.” It was more a squeak than a snap.
If he wasn’t hard then he was now, but the goddamned cat’s smirk only widened as he let go, sharp and cruel as a knife, and a large paw patted him patronizingly over the ridge growing in his jeans.
“Thanks,” Lucci rumbled, glancing at the milk, mocking and ironic, uncurling off the bed to pad naked to the table. Paulie closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, breathed.
Rating: PG15
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Lucci x Paulie
Topic: Bug
A/N: I've just acquired a new family member in the form of a young monster kitten, which has proceeded to impede me in writing via demanding attention almost all the time. -_-; Here's something written while it's (temporarily) asleep.
Paulie kicked the door to his apartment closed and stalked over to the small dining table, dumping the chilled cartons of milk upon it, then marched over to the narrow cot and burrowed under the blanket, wrapping his now-freezing arms tightly around its occupant’s ribs.
“I got your fucking milk. So drink up and get out.”
The deep, husky snarl of irritation that Lucci made would have struck all the goddamned right notes on any man with even a remote inclination in batting for his own team, but it was the way bared skin abruptly changed into spotted golden fur that made Paulie’s cock twitch in his jeans.
He was so fucked in the head.
The long, stiff tail twisted between his thighs, curling, then Lucci stretched, rolling broadening shoulders and baring pearly fangs, his clawed hands gouging deep rents in the cheap plaster walls. The half-leopard rolled over, slitted eyes animal and predatory and sleepy, and he had to admit his unwanted, recurring pest of a visitor no longer only scared him. Lucci sniffed the air delicately, glanced down, and smirked lazily.
“Good morning.” The fucker’s throat wasn’t even human yet. Lucci leant over to nip absently at Paulie’s clothed shoulder, and the shipwright could feel the powerful flex of the half-leopard’s jaw as it tightened to a fraction of being uncomfortable.
“Fuck you.” It was more a squeak than a snap.
If he wasn’t hard then he was now, but the goddamned cat’s smirk only widened as he let go, sharp and cruel as a knife, and a large paw patted him patronizingly over the ridge growing in his jeans.
“Thanks,” Lucci rumbled, glancing at the milk, mocking and ironic, uncurling off the bed to pad naked to the table. Paulie closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, breathed.
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Date: 2008-05-03 03:54 am (UTC)Wheee, love it, thanks for the share!
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Date: 2008-05-03 05:19 am (UTC)LOL! Give it up, Paulie. The last shred of your dignity hightailed it to Albuquerque weeks ago.
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Date: 2008-05-03 07:40 am (UTC)I'm hoping to see more lucci x paulie stuff in the upcoming weeks (after one piece's 3 weeks break :( ) the side story looks promising! As though CP9 has been exiled.
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Date: 2008-05-03 02:07 pm (UTC)Cuteness
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