Cook and Swordsman
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
45
Views:
2,988
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.
Cocktails? Well, you're half right.
PArt 2 of Best things in life are free
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“Oi…Chef..about tonights auction thing….”
“Hnnnn….?” Came the reply as Sanji adjusted his tie in the mirror.
“What would you do if a man won you?” Zoro asked, unsure how he’d like the blond to respond, considering he was aiming to be the one to claim the chef. Too eager and it would be like the chef would go with anyone, too cold and fuck he didn’t know what that meant but he was positive it would suck.
“A man…hmm…” Sanji considered as his eyes slide to Zoro for a second before returning to the mirror. “I guess I’d have to see what he had in mind and be as accommodating as I could… depending on what it was.’
Zoro wondered would it would be like for Sanji to be accommodating for once. The thought was foreign but enticing and cemented his desire to win the bastard.
“What about you Marimo?”
“What about me?”
“If YOU were won by a man, idiot.”
“WHAT?! I’m doing this too!? “
“Of course…WE committed ourselves to help the village idiot. Not just me. Were you asleep during the meeting or something?”
Zoro growled in frustration.
“Dammit... I guess I have to make it so no one bids on me.” He leaned in over Sanjis shoulder and practiced his ‘scary as hell’ face in the mirror. “I have other plans tonight. ”
“You won’t be free afterward? I was going to make post-fundraiser cocktails…”
“I don’t need your fru fru shit.”
Zoro smirked as Sanji rose and the inevitable fight he invited began.
He just didn’t have the heart to tell the cook that ‘Bartender’ was not the position he would be assuming later on that evening.
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“Oi…Chef..about tonights auction thing….”
“Hnnnn….?” Came the reply as Sanji adjusted his tie in the mirror.
“What would you do if a man won you?” Zoro asked, unsure how he’d like the blond to respond, considering he was aiming to be the one to claim the chef. Too eager and it would be like the chef would go with anyone, too cold and fuck he didn’t know what that meant but he was positive it would suck.
“A man…hmm…” Sanji considered as his eyes slide to Zoro for a second before returning to the mirror. “I guess I’d have to see what he had in mind and be as accommodating as I could… depending on what it was.’
Zoro wondered would it would be like for Sanji to be accommodating for once. The thought was foreign but enticing and cemented his desire to win the bastard.
“What about you Marimo?”
“What about me?”
“If YOU were won by a man, idiot.”
“WHAT?! I’m doing this too!? “
“Of course…WE committed ourselves to help the village idiot. Not just me. Were you asleep during the meeting or something?”
Zoro growled in frustration.
“Dammit... I guess I have to make it so no one bids on me.” He leaned in over Sanjis shoulder and practiced his ‘scary as hell’ face in the mirror. “I have other plans tonight. ”
“You won’t be free afterward? I was going to make post-fundraiser cocktails…”
“I don’t need your fru fru shit.”
Zoro smirked as Sanji rose and the inevitable fight he invited began.
He just didn’t have the heart to tell the cook that ‘Bartender’ was not the position he would be assuming later on that evening.