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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
83
Views:
6,721
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own One Piece. I make no profit from this fanfiction whatsoever, either.
Dog
Dog
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: SanjixZoro (or is it?), strong BDSM themes, sexual.
Disclaimer: One Piece isn’t mine, but you can sure as hell see that my dirty filthy mind is!
Rating: R
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Slamming his bare foot down hard onto the swordsman’s balls, the cook was surprised to see just how much the idiot liked it.
Hell, he’d expected Zoro to enjoy a little pain – all those injuries in fights certainly weren’t for nothing, as Zoro could have easily dodged – but to enjoy this was… Well, just watching it happen and knowing what exactly he was stamping on was almost enough for his own balls to start aching, so he couldn’t even fathom liking the feeling. To the blonde, it was incredibly uncomfortable, but he found as long as he kept his eyes on the pained swordsman’s face it was a lot easier.
He’d heard about Pavlov’s dog, but this was pretty damn ridiculous. It was a surprise the swordsman didn’t have a boner during every fight.
But if Zoro was going to act like a dog, Sanji was definitely going to treat him like one; the leather collar and leash strapped around the marimo’s neck a testament to that statement. Grinding his foot down a little harder, he found himself aroused to the gasp coming from Zoro’s lips, tugging the leash to bring his head closer. The swordsman should make himself useful.
But even as he had Zoro exactly where he wanted him, he felt like he was the one on the leash instead. It was clear from the expression on the other man’s face that he was enjoying every damn second of the supposed torture, and the cheeky look he made as he slurped along Sanji’s cock didn’t feel anything short of predatory. As much as he wanted to think he had Zoro where he wanted him, it was clear that it was actually the reverse.
His dog or no, Zoro was calling all the shots here, but Sanji didn’t mind.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: SanjixZoro (or is it?), strong BDSM themes, sexual.
Disclaimer: One Piece isn’t mine, but you can sure as hell see that my dirty filthy mind is!
Rating: R
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Slamming his bare foot down hard onto the swordsman’s balls, the cook was surprised to see just how much the idiot liked it.
Hell, he’d expected Zoro to enjoy a little pain – all those injuries in fights certainly weren’t for nothing, as Zoro could have easily dodged – but to enjoy this was… Well, just watching it happen and knowing what exactly he was stamping on was almost enough for his own balls to start aching, so he couldn’t even fathom liking the feeling. To the blonde, it was incredibly uncomfortable, but he found as long as he kept his eyes on the pained swordsman’s face it was a lot easier.
He’d heard about Pavlov’s dog, but this was pretty damn ridiculous. It was a surprise the swordsman didn’t have a boner during every fight.
But if Zoro was going to act like a dog, Sanji was definitely going to treat him like one; the leather collar and leash strapped around the marimo’s neck a testament to that statement. Grinding his foot down a little harder, he found himself aroused to the gasp coming from Zoro’s lips, tugging the leash to bring his head closer. The swordsman should make himself useful.
But even as he had Zoro exactly where he wanted him, he felt like he was the one on the leash instead. It was clear from the expression on the other man’s face that he was enjoying every damn second of the supposed torture, and the cheeky look he made as he slurped along Sanji’s cock didn’t feel anything short of predatory. As much as he wanted to think he had Zoro where he wanted him, it was clear that it was actually the reverse.
His dog or no, Zoro was calling all the shots here, but Sanji didn’t mind.