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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
83
Views:
6,813
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.
Hungry Eyes
Hungry Eyes
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoSan, Implied sex, etc etc.
Disclaimer: One Piece isn’t mine, damn.
Rating: PG-13
For onepieceyaoi100 this week.
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It was only supposed to have happened once.
A hurried clinch in the galley caused by arousal, humiliation and impulse. It wasn’t supposed to be anything more and he’d known that even as they’d pushed against each other. He was sure Zoro had known it too, like an unspoken agreement neither needed to voice. Soon afterwards they wrenched apart, acting like they were disgusted to even be in the same room. As Zoro had pulled up his pants and left with a bottle of booze, Sanji had caught his breath and lit a cigarette, flopping back against the nearest chair.
It hadn’t been mentioned again since, yet as the days passed by Sanji found his eyes following Zoro’s every move. Training, sleeping, eating; he watched it all, though he couldn’t understand why. He was haunted by the memory of Zoro’s skin on his own, the feeling of the swordsman’s mouth pushing hard against his as climax hit and the fleeting sensation of fingertips brushing through his hair with a tenderness he couldn’t describe.
After a week had flown by, Sanji had realised he was obsessed, locking himself in the galley and trying to cook the feelings right out. Of course, it was impossible. Being so close to where it took place was maddening, so much so that he couldn’t take it. There was nothing he could do: if he left the room he would undoubtedly run into Zoro and jump him, but if he stayed he knew he would go insane from yearning.
Striding into the galley without a care, Zoro pulled the decision from his hands. Sanji tried desperately to ignore him yet his arms were flung around the swordsman’s neck before he could stop himself.
The last thing he recalled was Zoro’s fierce gaze as pleasure overtook him.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoSan, Implied sex, etc etc.
Disclaimer: One Piece isn’t mine, damn.
Rating: PG-13
For onepieceyaoi100 this week.
--
It was only supposed to have happened once.
A hurried clinch in the galley caused by arousal, humiliation and impulse. It wasn’t supposed to be anything more and he’d known that even as they’d pushed against each other. He was sure Zoro had known it too, like an unspoken agreement neither needed to voice. Soon afterwards they wrenched apart, acting like they were disgusted to even be in the same room. As Zoro had pulled up his pants and left with a bottle of booze, Sanji had caught his breath and lit a cigarette, flopping back against the nearest chair.
It hadn’t been mentioned again since, yet as the days passed by Sanji found his eyes following Zoro’s every move. Training, sleeping, eating; he watched it all, though he couldn’t understand why. He was haunted by the memory of Zoro’s skin on his own, the feeling of the swordsman’s mouth pushing hard against his as climax hit and the fleeting sensation of fingertips brushing through his hair with a tenderness he couldn’t describe.
After a week had flown by, Sanji had realised he was obsessed, locking himself in the galley and trying to cook the feelings right out. Of course, it was impossible. Being so close to where it took place was maddening, so much so that he couldn’t take it. There was nothing he could do: if he left the room he would undoubtedly run into Zoro and jump him, but if he stayed he knew he would go insane from yearning.
Striding into the galley without a care, Zoro pulled the decision from his hands. Sanji tried desperately to ignore him yet his arms were flung around the swordsman’s neck before he could stop himself.
The last thing he recalled was Zoro’s fierce gaze as pleasure overtook him.