One of these weeks I'll be on time?
Title: Wrong Flag, Wrong Flag!
Topic: Restrained Sanji
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG-15? R? you see nothing, but...
Pairing: San/Zo, attempted (?) other/San
Disclaimer: Characters and setting? Not mine. Probably just as well. Here, have them back...
Summary: This is what happens when you send the wrong signals...
Excuse: Crack! And it's ALL
cptn_shinigami's fault! Also, I was thinking about this when it was still "bondage"...
Notes: Related to "Best Present Ever". Also requires some familiarity with the "hanky code". The hanky code, in relevant brief format, says: left back pocket = seme, right back pocket = uke; pale blue refers to oral; and black refers to sadomasochism.
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The further into this complex he went, the more he was certain that something was wrong. Oh, it wasn't the usual sort of 'wrong' where walls and hallways magically rearranged themselves; no, that was normal enough that it didn't really bother him any more. This was one of those lurking, looming, gloomy dark evil sorts of 'wrong', where Bad Things Happened and... Yeah, like that. And geez, he was starting to sound like Usopp.
Still, it couldn't be helped. Everyone else was in here looking for their missing crewmate, too. Finally, however, he turned a corner, nearly tripped down a stairwell, and heard familiar cursing. The next door was partly opened, and when he looked, there, on the wall, was the blond idiot. Zoro's sense of 'wrong' came into sharp focus as the sight before his eyes resolved into...
"Oi, Sanji, what're you doing up there?"
"Just get me down, shithead.''
"Erm..."
"If you don't get me down in the next zero point two seconds, I will NOT be paddling your ass later, Marimo."
*WHISH*
*CLANK*
"Good boy."
Oh, he was so going to enjoy telling the cook he'd said not to wander off alone in that club. Especially not while wearing a flag that screamed "beat me". There had been a reason Zoro had gotten him a blue hanky, after all. He really wished the blond would just wear it, and not steal Zoro's bandana on some perverse whim and then stuff it in the wrong damned back pocket.
Title: Wrong Flag, Wrong Flag!
Topic: Restrained Sanji
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG-15? R? you see nothing, but...
Pairing: San/Zo, attempted (?) other/San
Disclaimer: Characters and setting? Not mine. Probably just as well. Here, have them back...
Summary: This is what happens when you send the wrong signals...
Excuse: Crack! And it's ALL
Notes: Related to "Best Present Ever". Also requires some familiarity with the "hanky code". The hanky code, in relevant brief format, says: left back pocket = seme, right back pocket = uke; pale blue refers to oral; and black refers to sadomasochism.
~~~
The further into this complex he went, the more he was certain that something was wrong. Oh, it wasn't the usual sort of 'wrong' where walls and hallways magically rearranged themselves; no, that was normal enough that it didn't really bother him any more. This was one of those lurking, looming, gloomy dark evil sorts of 'wrong', where Bad Things Happened and... Yeah, like that. And geez, he was starting to sound like Usopp.
Still, it couldn't be helped. Everyone else was in here looking for their missing crewmate, too. Finally, however, he turned a corner, nearly tripped down a stairwell, and heard familiar cursing. The next door was partly opened, and when he looked, there, on the wall, was the blond idiot. Zoro's sense of 'wrong' came into sharp focus as the sight before his eyes resolved into...
"Oi, Sanji, what're you doing up there?"
"Just get me down, shithead.''
"Erm..."
"If you don't get me down in the next zero point two seconds, I will NOT be paddling your ass later, Marimo."
*WHISH*
*CLANK*
"Good boy."
Oh, he was so going to enjoy telling the cook he'd said not to wander off alone in that club. Especially not while wearing a flag that screamed "beat me". There had been a reason Zoro had gotten him a blue hanky, after all. He really wished the blond would just wear it, and not steal Zoro's bandana on some perverse whim and then stuff it in the wrong damned back pocket.
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