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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
83
Views:
6,744
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Compliments
Compliments
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, maybe OOC, yaoi.
Disclaimer: One Piece isn’t mine. Still.
Rating: PG
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Zoro knew Sanji hated compliments. Well, that wasn’t exactly true, because the cook actually fucking loved them – if they were about his food. But whenever the swordsman tried to give Sanji himself a compliment, he would always wind up injured and Sanji would always glare angrily. It was fucking ridiculous.
Though seeing Sanji made his day better – especially when the cook was either half-dressed or naked – he wasn’t even allowed to say one nice thing to him. Goddammit, even when they were alone Sanji would kick his head in for it, and it was incredibly frustrating.
Hell, he couldn’t even jokingly compliment him! Whenever he’d said things like ‘nice view’, he’d ended up getting kicked worse than when he’d been sincere, and he was baffled by Sanji’s agitated behaviour. Why wasn’t something like that okay? Whenever the girls said a slightly polite word, he was all over them, hearts in his eyes as he pestered them to say more, but when it was Zoro, a kick to the face seemed appropriate? Fuck that!
He and the cook had been shagging for months now, so they were technically lovers, and he was looked down on for speaking his mind??
Sanji didn’t make any fucking sense, but he was sick of being hit. Any other person would have just given up, but he was determined to be able to compliment the cook on the things he wanted to, so he just followed him around. Every spare moment they were by themselves, he’d mention a thing he liked, attempting to dodge the various kicks thrown his way unsuccessfully.
After a few hours, Sanji lost his temper and started screaming at him for it until Zoro had him pinned to the wall. As the swordsman whispered more and more compliments into his ear – gradually getting ruder – Sanji had squirmed and gone bright red, unable to kick out at him as Zoro’s hips were between his thighs. Covering his ears, Sanji had tried not to listen, gasping as Zoro had started licking at his neck. He surrendered an ear as he pushed the swordsman’s head away, glaring angrily at him. With a smirk, Zoro asked what was wrong, continuing to grope the cook as he waited for his answer. Loving the gasps, he squeezed Sanji’s hips tightly, surprised when Sanji hissed into his ear:
“It’s embarrassing, stupid!”
Zoro spent the rest of the day grinning.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, maybe OOC, yaoi.
Disclaimer: One Piece isn’t mine. Still.
Rating: PG
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Zoro knew Sanji hated compliments. Well, that wasn’t exactly true, because the cook actually fucking loved them – if they were about his food. But whenever the swordsman tried to give Sanji himself a compliment, he would always wind up injured and Sanji would always glare angrily. It was fucking ridiculous.
Though seeing Sanji made his day better – especially when the cook was either half-dressed or naked – he wasn’t even allowed to say one nice thing to him. Goddammit, even when they were alone Sanji would kick his head in for it, and it was incredibly frustrating.
Hell, he couldn’t even jokingly compliment him! Whenever he’d said things like ‘nice view’, he’d ended up getting kicked worse than when he’d been sincere, and he was baffled by Sanji’s agitated behaviour. Why wasn’t something like that okay? Whenever the girls said a slightly polite word, he was all over them, hearts in his eyes as he pestered them to say more, but when it was Zoro, a kick to the face seemed appropriate? Fuck that!
He and the cook had been shagging for months now, so they were technically lovers, and he was looked down on for speaking his mind??
Sanji didn’t make any fucking sense, but he was sick of being hit. Any other person would have just given up, but he was determined to be able to compliment the cook on the things he wanted to, so he just followed him around. Every spare moment they were by themselves, he’d mention a thing he liked, attempting to dodge the various kicks thrown his way unsuccessfully.
After a few hours, Sanji lost his temper and started screaming at him for it until Zoro had him pinned to the wall. As the swordsman whispered more and more compliments into his ear – gradually getting ruder – Sanji had squirmed and gone bright red, unable to kick out at him as Zoro’s hips were between his thighs. Covering his ears, Sanji had tried not to listen, gasping as Zoro had started licking at his neck. He surrendered an ear as he pushed the swordsman’s head away, glaring angrily at him. With a smirk, Zoro asked what was wrong, continuing to grope the cook as he waited for his answer. Loving the gasps, he squeezed Sanji’s hips tightly, surprised when Sanji hissed into his ear:
“It’s embarrassing, stupid!”
Zoro spent the rest of the day grinning.