Cook and Swordsman
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
45
Views:
2,972
Reviews:
2
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.
skin or play whichever is fair
He was ready for the kick aimed for him when he entered the kitchen, catching the cooks boots in his hand and adjusting the angle and momentum that had Sanji sliding into his arms and against his tan, well muscled, naked body.
“Shitty marimo! What do you think you’re doing in my kitchen like this?!” He cursed as he struggled his way free.
“It’s a nude beach, I know you were watching. Why aren’t you coming out?” Fair was fair, if one got to look the other should be able too. What did he have to be scared of? “Oh.” The green haired man smirked in realization.
Across the room, Sanji straightened his suit and glared, trying to keep his eyes above the waist. Trying anyway.
“What do you think you suddenly understand, shit for brains?”
Zoro held up a pinky in mock sympathy.
“Intimidated? Feeling inadequate?”
“HELL NO! Fuck! If you want to see the reason, here it is…” the red faced cook grumbled as he pulled his shirt off, revealing his pearl white skin. “My skin doesn’t TAN.” He looked pointedly at Zoro in annoyance. “Just burns.”
“What about Sunscreen?” He returned, trying to keep the comment about how sensitive the blonds skin truly was from slipping out.
“Takes forever to apply, by the time I’m done I need to reapply. It isn’t worth it, ESPECIALLY at a nude beach.”
“I’ll do it.” Zoro commented as he closed the gap.
“WHAT!?”
“Come on out cook. I’ll apply the damn lotion for you as long as you need it.” He was already starting to paw the rest of Sanjis’ clothes off. The touches were holding a lot more promise than UV protection.
“Alright, Dammit. You better not miss anywhere!”
Zoro couldn’t wait for how thorough he planed on being..
“Shitty marimo! What do you think you’re doing in my kitchen like this?!” He cursed as he struggled his way free.
“It’s a nude beach, I know you were watching. Why aren’t you coming out?” Fair was fair, if one got to look the other should be able too. What did he have to be scared of? “Oh.” The green haired man smirked in realization.
Across the room, Sanji straightened his suit and glared, trying to keep his eyes above the waist. Trying anyway.
“What do you think you suddenly understand, shit for brains?”
Zoro held up a pinky in mock sympathy.
“Intimidated? Feeling inadequate?”
“HELL NO! Fuck! If you want to see the reason, here it is…” the red faced cook grumbled as he pulled his shirt off, revealing his pearl white skin. “My skin doesn’t TAN.” He looked pointedly at Zoro in annoyance. “Just burns.”
“What about Sunscreen?” He returned, trying to keep the comment about how sensitive the blonds skin truly was from slipping out.
“Takes forever to apply, by the time I’m done I need to reapply. It isn’t worth it, ESPECIALLY at a nude beach.”
“I’ll do it.” Zoro commented as he closed the gap.
“WHAT!?”
“Come on out cook. I’ll apply the damn lotion for you as long as you need it.” He was already starting to paw the rest of Sanjis’ clothes off. The touches were holding a lot more promise than UV protection.
“Alright, Dammit. You better not miss anywhere!”
Zoro couldn’t wait for how thorough he planed on being..