onepieceyaoi100 | Zoro's pressie, which he claims rather than is gifted.

Title: A pat for luck, or a word that sounds a lot like it.
Pairing: Forward!Zoro/Shocked-Flattered!Sanji
Word Count: 278
Rating: BA (bottom abuse)
Topic: Change

Clink clink

The sound had been irritating him since they'd come back from port.

Clink clink

He looks up, there's nothing in sight making the noise. The cook is filling glasses with a sickly looking syrup. The ice looks good though. It's humid. He could go for one of those fruity monstrosities. In spite his distaste for most sweets he is rather partial to the cooks culinary skills.

Clink clink

That insufferable sound again. The cook leaves, Zoro rolls his neck and listens to the gratifying sound of muscle moving and stretching.

A few moments later, after the commotion known as Monkey D.Luffy, the cook enters the kitchen again and he suddenly realises that the source of the irritating noise is passing right by him.

Clink clink

With a sharp swipe he slaps the cooks arse, hard. Coins erupt from his back pocket, tumbling to the floor like rain.

It's only when the cook turns around, eyes wild and wide, cheeks burning that he realises his hand is resolutely clamped on the blondes firm backside.

Oh shit!

Zoro catches the cook looking at him through lowered eyelashes, and raises an eyebrow in question.

"If you want a drink, Marimo, just ask."

The cook shifts, and Zoro releases the handful of muscle with a cough.

Shff Shff Shff

Zoro is horrified the clink that held his attention pales in volume to the gentle shifting of fabric clinging to Sanji's shapely behind.

His face and fingers burn as a cool drink is placed in front of him. The cook watches him intensely as he drinks.

Finishing, he stands and makes his way to the sink. On the way out the sound of shifting fabric resonates loudly in his ears. He turns.

Slap

He could listen to that all day.