Hypnobrook returns....
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onepieceyaoi100title: A Changing Ones mind
words: 581
pairing: Brook/Sanji (hypnoBrook style)
rating: Nc-17
topic: Suck
notes: One of the weirder things I have written probably....has Skeleton Brook ever recieved a BJ in fanfic before? Poor Sanji.
Brook was playing a melody he was not familiar with…but then again that was not entirely surprising as the musician often seemed to be working on something new when he was around.
Sanji nearly snorted as the thought he might be the skeletons muse flitted through his mind. He doesn’t mind he that they are the only two in the galley and the rest of the crew had already gone to bed…he just needed to start the marinade for tomorrow and then he’d be on watch all night. Brook was probably just finishing some new arrangement.
The cook lit a cigarette. For some reason the music became clearer…and louder and Brook was looking at him from the chair as he played the violin a little slower.
“Ah Sanji-san, you smoke a lot…Yohohoho!”
Sanji looked at the cigarette and shrugged.
“Yeah, I guess.” The music seemed to get a little faster and Brook looked a little more serious.
“That means you have an oral fixation….”
“Huh? NO…” But wait, now that he really thought about it… “No, excuse me, I guess you’re right.” He took another drag on his cigarette as the length of time with out something between his lips grew too long.
“Yohohoho! I thought so! ALSO! You really love giving oral sex to men.”
“WHAT?! No!” The music speeds up a little faster…and suddenly the cook doubted the answer he just gave…he hadn’t really thought about men that way or oral on them before but now that he was he realized he was actually drooling a little. DAMN! How did the shitty skeleton know all this?!
He took a deep drag of his cigarette…wistfully wishing it was something else. In less then a minute the cigarette was gone. He went to reach for another…
“Oh? That is too bad…because I was going to offer to let you suck mine…you being out of cigarettes and all.” The violin twanged three off key notes before returning to their normal rhythm.
That was weird he had been SURE the pack in his hand had been full a second ago…a slow burning panic of having nothing to put in his mouth started to zing through him as Brooks offer hit him.
“Really? You’d let me? Is that even possible?”
“Yohohoho!! Of course! It doesn’t look like I have eyes but I can still see, right?” The skeleton guided the cooks hand to a hard and yet invisible length, while keeping one hand still pulling certain notes of his violin.
For some reason, Sanji was mesmerized with the not-there flesh in his hand and had started to bring it to his mouth on pure need dosed with eager anticipation.
“I thought you said you didn’t like doing that? You seemed quite sure before…you don’t have to on my account.”
“Ah, sorry, I guess I lied without thinking…” It was so close to his lips now…he had to have it. “Please let me suck…your cock…please….”
“Okay. But please remember you begged and I let you like a good friend would.” The music crescendoed in a long firm note that seemed to last forever, but the cook didn’t seem to notice the music concluding and Brook setting his instrument on the table. Sanji was to busy luxuriating in the pleasure of fulfilling his fixation while engaging in his new favorite activity to care.
He silently thanked the shitty skeleton for letting him be so selfish and vowed to make up for it like a good friend would.
words: 581
pairing: Brook/Sanji (hypnoBrook style)
rating: Nc-17
topic: Suck
notes: One of the weirder things I have written probably....has Skeleton Brook ever recieved a BJ in fanfic before? Poor Sanji.
Brook was playing a melody he was not familiar with…but then again that was not entirely surprising as the musician often seemed to be working on something new when he was around.
Sanji nearly snorted as the thought he might be the skeletons muse flitted through his mind. He doesn’t mind he that they are the only two in the galley and the rest of the crew had already gone to bed…he just needed to start the marinade for tomorrow and then he’d be on watch all night. Brook was probably just finishing some new arrangement.
The cook lit a cigarette. For some reason the music became clearer…and louder and Brook was looking at him from the chair as he played the violin a little slower.
“Ah Sanji-san, you smoke a lot…Yohohoho!”
Sanji looked at the cigarette and shrugged.
“Yeah, I guess.” The music seemed to get a little faster and Brook looked a little more serious.
“That means you have an oral fixation….”
“Huh? NO…” But wait, now that he really thought about it… “No, excuse me, I guess you’re right.” He took another drag on his cigarette as the length of time with out something between his lips grew too long.
“Yohohoho! I thought so! ALSO! You really love giving oral sex to men.”
“WHAT?! No!” The music speeds up a little faster…and suddenly the cook doubted the answer he just gave…he hadn’t really thought about men that way or oral on them before but now that he was he realized he was actually drooling a little. DAMN! How did the shitty skeleton know all this?!
He took a deep drag of his cigarette…wistfully wishing it was something else. In less then a minute the cigarette was gone. He went to reach for another…
“Oh? That is too bad…because I was going to offer to let you suck mine…you being out of cigarettes and all.” The violin twanged three off key notes before returning to their normal rhythm.
That was weird he had been SURE the pack in his hand had been full a second ago…a slow burning panic of having nothing to put in his mouth started to zing through him as Brooks offer hit him.
“Really? You’d let me? Is that even possible?”
“Yohohoho!! Of course! It doesn’t look like I have eyes but I can still see, right?” The skeleton guided the cooks hand to a hard and yet invisible length, while keeping one hand still pulling certain notes of his violin.
For some reason, Sanji was mesmerized with the not-there flesh in his hand and had started to bring it to his mouth on pure need dosed with eager anticipation.
“I thought you said you didn’t like doing that? You seemed quite sure before…you don’t have to on my account.”
“Ah, sorry, I guess I lied without thinking…” It was so close to his lips now…he had to have it. “Please let me suck…your cock…please….”
“Okay. But please remember you begged and I let you like a good friend would.” The music crescendoed in a long firm note that seemed to last forever, but the cook didn’t seem to notice the music concluding and Brook setting his instrument on the table. Sanji was to busy luxuriating in the pleasure of fulfilling his fixation while engaging in his new favorite activity to care.
He silently thanked the shitty skeleton for letting him be so selfish and vowed to make up for it like a good friend would.
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