A little something
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+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,564
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own One Piece, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
3
After another few embarrassing rounds of sex, the spider began heckling and critiquing his own performance while being impressed with the marimos endurance if nothing else. The swordsman was at least making it interesting to watch.
When the latest session had ended, the beautiful Nami-swans voice called out from the deck, asking when lunch would be served today.
The spider grinned in glee. The jig was up, shitty spider! You can’t cook like I can, he thought smugly. They’ll ALL know. If you don’t answer her , she’ll just find you bastard! Nami-swan would rescue him!
Zoro was nudging Sanji, indicating he should answer.
“Sanji-kun? Are you in there?”
The spider suddenly felt uneasy and realized his point of view had just changed. Zoros dick pressing against his leg in combination of pre and postsex slime that Sanji could only feel revulsion for, having not participated in it being there.
Back in his body, Sanji was a little stunned at this sudden sick sensation and then slamed with all the others at once. A soreness, a sweet exhaustion, the sweat and coolness over his skin, and the warmth of Zoros against him.
The door started to open and panic at the realization had the naked blond to the door in an instant, holding the opening firmly at one inch and peaking around it into the face of his goddess.
“Sorry Nami-san, just a quick nap! I’ll start lunch in a few minutes…let me just freshen up first.”
She thanked him for his promptness, and headed back toward deck.
He shut the door with relieved sigh…before feeling the hungry eyes on his back.
Dammit. He'd blushed. He hadn’t expected to suddenly be completely naked in front of Zoro. Having those eyes on him…he wasn’t sure what to do.
“Go make lunch, ero-cook. You’ve made me work up an appetite. I’ll wait for you after lunch.”
Sanji glanced at the spider skittering out of reach, just as the thought of killing the thing popped into his head.
“Fuck you, asshole.” Sanji hissed as he grabbed his discarded clothes and headed for the bathroom. The swordsman chuckled at how the typical reaction just went against everything they had just done. Sanji for his part just hoped the words had reached the shitty arachnid hiding out of reach in the cracks of the wall.
When the latest session had ended, the beautiful Nami-swans voice called out from the deck, asking when lunch would be served today.
The spider grinned in glee. The jig was up, shitty spider! You can’t cook like I can, he thought smugly. They’ll ALL know. If you don’t answer her , she’ll just find you bastard! Nami-swan would rescue him!
Zoro was nudging Sanji, indicating he should answer.
“Sanji-kun? Are you in there?”
The spider suddenly felt uneasy and realized his point of view had just changed. Zoros dick pressing against his leg in combination of pre and postsex slime that Sanji could only feel revulsion for, having not participated in it being there.
Back in his body, Sanji was a little stunned at this sudden sick sensation and then slamed with all the others at once. A soreness, a sweet exhaustion, the sweat and coolness over his skin, and the warmth of Zoros against him.
The door started to open and panic at the realization had the naked blond to the door in an instant, holding the opening firmly at one inch and peaking around it into the face of his goddess.
“Sorry Nami-san, just a quick nap! I’ll start lunch in a few minutes…let me just freshen up first.”
She thanked him for his promptness, and headed back toward deck.
He shut the door with relieved sigh…before feeling the hungry eyes on his back.
Dammit. He'd blushed. He hadn’t expected to suddenly be completely naked in front of Zoro. Having those eyes on him…he wasn’t sure what to do.
“Go make lunch, ero-cook. You’ve made me work up an appetite. I’ll wait for you after lunch.”
Sanji glanced at the spider skittering out of reach, just as the thought of killing the thing popped into his head.
“Fuck you, asshole.” Sanji hissed as he grabbed his discarded clothes and headed for the bathroom. The swordsman chuckled at how the typical reaction just went against everything they had just done. Sanji for his part just hoped the words had reached the shitty arachnid hiding out of reach in the cracks of the wall.