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onepieceyaoi100Title: Music that sways
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji (via Brook)
rating: R
words: 370
topic: Man
Notes: Hey! My most recent kinkiest kink is Zoro/Sanji by way of Mind Control Brook (assuming that his music can make people do other things besides sleep. If you like the idea, check out the far more awesome work of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
salmon_pink here:
http://community.livejournal.com/onepieceyaoi100/877725.html?view=6886813#t6886813
And here: http://salmon-pink.livejournal.com/63003.html
Sanji cast an eye to the window then back to the dinner table where the lone Marimo was sitting, waiting for dinner.
“Where’s Brook?” The chef had planned for a meal for three. The rest of the crew was having fun in the village, while Brook got the accurate sense the superstitious villagers wouldn’t care for a skeleton walking about, no matter how dapper. Zoro said he’d keep the man company on the ship and Sanji just couldn’t let the men go hungry after all.
Zoro shrugged as song started flitting through the window.
“He said there was a song he wanted to try and to save him some food.”
“Oh…hmm…”
Zoro watched with interest as the annoyance he expected the blond didn’t come. Sanji instead seemed to be distracted by something. Brooks haunting song came louder and Zoro could start picking out lyrics now. The swordsman turned to the window as if that would make the words clearer.
The song seemed rather dirty despite the melody. It was apparently about a man being seduced by a blonde harlot while docked in port. Zoro could understand why he hadn’t heard this song before…the descriptions of what the whore did were unusually explicit and wouldn’t be smart to sing about in the girls presence.
He turned to Sanji to make a comment about it only to find Sanji slinking towards him while yanking his tie loose in a long pull. Then the nimble fingers were pulling the buttons open of his shirt.
The expression of determined arousal on Sanjis face was tinged with a distant and strong submissive need that Zoro had never before. The song continued outside the kitchen even as the blond chef set himself into the swordsmans lap, running his long fingers down his scarred chest and under his harameki into his pants.
Zoros shrinking thoughts under the increased administrations could at least distinguish this as something other than normal. This was not the normal infuriating Sanji that loved to tease, Brooks song somehow brought out a different Sanji. One longing to please.
Just what kind of man was his new skeletal nakama?
As Sanjis hand wrapped around him lusciously the answer came to him.
A generous one.
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji (via Brook)
rating: R
words: 370
topic: Man
Notes: Hey! My most recent kinkiest kink is Zoro/Sanji by way of Mind Control Brook (assuming that his music can make people do other things besides sleep. If you like the idea, check out the far more awesome work of
salmon_pink here:http://community.livejournal.com/onepieceyaoi100/877725.html?view=6886813#t6886813
And here: http://salmon-pink.livejournal.com/63003.html
Sanji cast an eye to the window then back to the dinner table where the lone Marimo was sitting, waiting for dinner.
“Where’s Brook?” The chef had planned for a meal for three. The rest of the crew was having fun in the village, while Brook got the accurate sense the superstitious villagers wouldn’t care for a skeleton walking about, no matter how dapper. Zoro said he’d keep the man company on the ship and Sanji just couldn’t let the men go hungry after all.
Zoro shrugged as song started flitting through the window.
“He said there was a song he wanted to try and to save him some food.”
“Oh…hmm…”
Zoro watched with interest as the annoyance he expected the blond didn’t come. Sanji instead seemed to be distracted by something. Brooks haunting song came louder and Zoro could start picking out lyrics now. The swordsman turned to the window as if that would make the words clearer.
The song seemed rather dirty despite the melody. It was apparently about a man being seduced by a blonde harlot while docked in port. Zoro could understand why he hadn’t heard this song before…the descriptions of what the whore did were unusually explicit and wouldn’t be smart to sing about in the girls presence.
He turned to Sanji to make a comment about it only to find Sanji slinking towards him while yanking his tie loose in a long pull. Then the nimble fingers were pulling the buttons open of his shirt.
The expression of determined arousal on Sanjis face was tinged with a distant and strong submissive need that Zoro had never before. The song continued outside the kitchen even as the blond chef set himself into the swordsmans lap, running his long fingers down his scarred chest and under his harameki into his pants.
Zoros shrinking thoughts under the increased administrations could at least distinguish this as something other than normal. This was not the normal infuriating Sanji that loved to tease, Brooks song somehow brought out a different Sanji. One longing to please.
Just what kind of man was his new skeletal nakama?
As Sanjis hand wrapped around him lusciously the answer came to him.
A generous one.
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Date: 2008-09-01 05:29 pm (UTC)that is one very naughty brook XD
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Date: 2008-09-01 06:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-01 07:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-01 07:23 pm (UTC)*bows at your awesome!*