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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
83
Views:
6,757
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.
Words
Words
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, highly suggestive.
Disclaimer: Don’t own One Piece, damn.
Rating: PG-13
Number 80 of the 100 themes challenge.
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Zoro had long since learned to ignore what Sanji said to him.
If there was anything he knew about the cook – and there was a lot he knew about him – it was that the blonde was never honest with him. No matter what was going on, Sanji seemed determined not to agree with him to the point of stupidity. Of course, for the truly important matters, the cook couldn’t help but give his real opinion, but for everything else there was always a clash. Usually over the stupidest things too, and it wasn’t like the rest of the crew hadn’t noticed the weird behaviour either.
Unfortunately Sanji was as transparent as the clingfilm he sometimes wrapped their food in. The others had now learnt not to pay much attention to the blonde’s words – if they ever had anyway – when they followed something he had said, and it was probably better off that way.
In any case, it was times like this when he had the blonde pinned underneath him that he just ignored every word that left Sanji’s lips. More than half of it was just insults anyway, and the rest was a mixture of demands, moans and lies. Hell, when it came to him, it was almost like Sanji couldn’t tell the truth! As if he’d die if he said what he was actually feeling.
So when the blonde told him to stop, he ignored it. Like he was going to listen to that when those long legs tugged him in closer instead of kicking him away! He put far more importance in what the cook’s body was doing, and since he hadn’t yet been kicked to death for it he assumed he wasn’t doing it wrong. If Sanji hated it so much, he’d damn well act on it; he knew that as a fact.
But not everything the cook said under him was negative. Ignoring the moans of satisfaction and demands for more, there was one other thing Sanji said. But Zoro just couldn’t believe it. Though it was only ever whispered as if Sanji didn’t want him to hear, though there was more emotion in the words than he’d heard from the cook before… He just couldn’t believe in them, no matter how much he wanted to. Because everything else was all lies. Why would this, of all things, be true?
They were just words after all.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, highly suggestive.
Disclaimer: Don’t own One Piece, damn.
Rating: PG-13
Number 80 of the 100 themes challenge.
--
Zoro had long since learned to ignore what Sanji said to him.
If there was anything he knew about the cook – and there was a lot he knew about him – it was that the blonde was never honest with him. No matter what was going on, Sanji seemed determined not to agree with him to the point of stupidity. Of course, for the truly important matters, the cook couldn’t help but give his real opinion, but for everything else there was always a clash. Usually over the stupidest things too, and it wasn’t like the rest of the crew hadn’t noticed the weird behaviour either.
Unfortunately Sanji was as transparent as the clingfilm he sometimes wrapped their food in. The others had now learnt not to pay much attention to the blonde’s words – if they ever had anyway – when they followed something he had said, and it was probably better off that way.
In any case, it was times like this when he had the blonde pinned underneath him that he just ignored every word that left Sanji’s lips. More than half of it was just insults anyway, and the rest was a mixture of demands, moans and lies. Hell, when it came to him, it was almost like Sanji couldn’t tell the truth! As if he’d die if he said what he was actually feeling.
So when the blonde told him to stop, he ignored it. Like he was going to listen to that when those long legs tugged him in closer instead of kicking him away! He put far more importance in what the cook’s body was doing, and since he hadn’t yet been kicked to death for it he assumed he wasn’t doing it wrong. If Sanji hated it so much, he’d damn well act on it; he knew that as a fact.
But not everything the cook said under him was negative. Ignoring the moans of satisfaction and demands for more, there was one other thing Sanji said. But Zoro just couldn’t believe it. Though it was only ever whispered as if Sanji didn’t want him to hear, though there was more emotion in the words than he’d heard from the cook before… He just couldn’t believe in them, no matter how much he wanted to. Because everything else was all lies. Why would this, of all things, be true?
They were just words after all.