Cook and Swordsman
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+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
45
Views:
2,898
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2
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THe source of power behind the throne
Topic: hedonism
posted: 6/6/08
Notes: OH nos! It AU time!
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Prince Sanji lazily rolled back on the satin sheets after returning the wine glass to the table.
“Are you sure you’re thinking about me?” He smirked. “You’re awfully hard, for thinking about someone you say you hate.”
It sickened Zoro that the country was run by this bastard. Sure- somehow he had done a good job. There was peace, food, active trade, good economy, and flourishing culture...but did that really entitle the idiot Prince to do whatever the fuck he wanted!?
Everyone else seemed to think so. As long the country prospered, he was their blond god that did no wrong. Zoro; however, knew the princes FULL appetite for the perverse that always seemed to target the green haired captain of the guard.
The thought of some of their previous encounters was enough to make the swordsman warm. There had been mind games, there had been pain, some of the worst humiliation that Zoro would never admit too…and enough pleasure to make him disgusted at his own bodys reactions.
It was just for the opportunity to venture past the countries borders, to face the most skilled swordsmen…that was the only reason his pride allowed the prince to play with him like this. That’s what he told himself anyway.
Zoro continued to stroke himself as he thought about the blond…how he made him crazy…and the frustration and need was building just as the bastard had commanded.
Sanji came off the bed with disturbing purpose and slipped behind his captain. Zoro concentrated on his own stroking…knowing from experience that he shouldn’t stop no matter what the other man might do.
The hand snaked around and pulled painfully on the green haired mans right nipple.
“I hope your stamina is in tact tonight…I know how you disregarded my order and went after the strongest guy. Some punishment is in order.”
Of course that had been the point of forbidding him in the first place. Sanji firmly griped Zoros manhood in his other hand.
“But you defeated him sooo…a reward is needed as well, right?”
posted: 6/6/08
Notes: OH nos! It AU time!
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Prince Sanji lazily rolled back on the satin sheets after returning the wine glass to the table.
“Are you sure you’re thinking about me?” He smirked. “You’re awfully hard, for thinking about someone you say you hate.”
It sickened Zoro that the country was run by this bastard. Sure- somehow he had done a good job. There was peace, food, active trade, good economy, and flourishing culture...but did that really entitle the idiot Prince to do whatever the fuck he wanted!?
Everyone else seemed to think so. As long the country prospered, he was their blond god that did no wrong. Zoro; however, knew the princes FULL appetite for the perverse that always seemed to target the green haired captain of the guard.
The thought of some of their previous encounters was enough to make the swordsman warm. There had been mind games, there had been pain, some of the worst humiliation that Zoro would never admit too…and enough pleasure to make him disgusted at his own bodys reactions.
It was just for the opportunity to venture past the countries borders, to face the most skilled swordsmen…that was the only reason his pride allowed the prince to play with him like this. That’s what he told himself anyway.
Zoro continued to stroke himself as he thought about the blond…how he made him crazy…and the frustration and need was building just as the bastard had commanded.
Sanji came off the bed with disturbing purpose and slipped behind his captain. Zoro concentrated on his own stroking…knowing from experience that he shouldn’t stop no matter what the other man might do.
The hand snaked around and pulled painfully on the green haired mans right nipple.
“I hope your stamina is in tact tonight…I know how you disregarded my order and went after the strongest guy. Some punishment is in order.”
Of course that had been the point of forbidding him in the first place. Sanji firmly griped Zoros manhood in his other hand.
“But you defeated him sooo…a reward is needed as well, right?”