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When Love and Death Embrace
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
13,347
Reviews:
38
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.
When Love and Death Embrace
Hi! This is my first fic here at AFF.net so please be kind!! There aren\'t too many OP fics out there so I\'d thought I\'d change that! I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimers
Title: When Love and Death Embrace
Author: Yaoilady
Summary: AU. Ever since he was born, Luffy has lived in a life of slavery. Owned and used by his master Kuro, who never plans to sell him, he lives in a world full of darkness due to the fact that he is blind. But when he is able to escape he comes upon Zoro and Sanji. Will they be able to save Luffy from a physical hell, or will there never be a happy ending?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): KuroXLuffy ZoroXSanji ZoroXLuffy SanjiXLuffy ZoroXSanjiXLuffy
Feedback: Sure
Characters: Alot of One Piece characters. I mean alot.
Author’s notes: *Disclaimer: Prepare for some dark shit ahead. Lots of angst. All chapter names are song titles of the band H.I.M.
I hope you enjoy \"When Love and Death Embrace\"!
How long has it been since I’ve been here? I don’t know. Since I was three? Four? I wish Ace was here with me. I miss my big brother. But I can’t do anything about it. He was already sold. How long until I’m sold too?…..Now that I think about it….I’ll never be sold….I belong to him….
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“Time to get up.”
If there was any sunlight one might think that this was a place was at least a bit hospitable. But one glance told you that this was not a cheerful place. A long dank hallway with no windows. Down the entire hallway were cages. Not for animals or criminals.
This is where slaves were sold.
One said slave was jerked awake from his sleep as a bucket of filthy water was splashed onto him. Sputterring awake the said slave winced as he was grasped by his hair.
“I see you still aren’t aware of what time you have to wake at.”
The short haired slave coughed and tried to speak.
“For..*cou.for.forgive me, master.”
“Do not worry, pet. Since you’ve seen the errors of your ways I’ll let you come with me this morning.”
You couldn’t even tell it was morning. Not that it would matter to.
He hacked up copper tasting liquid as he was pulled along by the collar around his neck. Blood. He felt sick as he crawled behind his master, cold and naked. His once bright eyes were empty and hollow, not knowing the light of day for most of his life.
Before he knew it, he was in a lush bedroom; the finest one in the whole building. It belonged to the slave master; the one who owned and sold every slave.
His master unhooked the chain, picking the thin boy up onto the four poster and laying him down.
“..Master..”
“Shh..have some breakfast with me.”
That word. “Breakfast”. It was the best word in the whole house. None of the slaves were fed very well due to disciplinary rules and just plain cruelty. To have breakfast with the master was a very great reward.
He licked his lips as his master held a ripe strawberry to his mouth.
“Eat. You need your nurishment.”
“Yes, Master.” Said man narrowed his eyes in a smile.
“Precious. For this morning I’ll let you speak my name. It makes my heart ache when you call me master.”
That’s a lie. You love it when I call you master.
He shivered as his master caressed his skin.
“Oh my pet…you know I could never sell you…” He couldn’t help but smile at the young one’s surprise.
“But….master….I thought all slaves were supposed to be sold…”
The taller rubbed his thumbs around the smaller one’s erected nipples, making him gasp out. Biting down on to the lush skin of his counterpart he let out a feral grin.
“I could never sell you…”
“…….Master….why not?”
“…Isn’t it obvious? You belong to me…my pet….my Luffy….besides…No one would ever buy you anyway. I’m the only one who loves you. Your brother doesn’t love you either. No one loves you”, he grinned as he saw crystalline tears fall from his young one’s face, “I’m the only one who could love you.”
He caressed the scar on his cheek.
“Besides…who would buy a blind slave?”
“ne.”ne.”
“Exactly.”
He put his hands on the younger one’s chest and pushed him back onto the plush bedding.
“Now…..be good and do what your master tells you…”
“….Yes Master Kuro.”
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Room mate, friend, and occasional good fuck Sanji stood over the green haired lump of meat laying on the couch staring at the tv screen.
“God damn, you are lazy Zoro. Do something productive for once!”
“I can’t….you told me to take time off work. Remember?”
Sanji sighed and threw back some of his golden locks. Flopping down on the couch next to his so-called friend he lit up a cigarette and inhaled the cancerous smoke.
“Well you shouldn’t just lay around on your vacation. Go out and do something fun! Get drunk, go party, get laid!”
“If I wanted to get laid I would have taken you here and now.”
“…..Touché.”
“Anyway, I don’t wanna go drinking, the car has no gas, and I have no money.”
“……Fuck.”
The two sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sound came from the blaring television.
“So……what do you wanna do?”
“Your asking the wrong guy Sanji. Your asking the wrong guy.”
“……………………You wanna screw?”
“……………………What the hell.”
--End of Chapter One
Disclaimers
Title: When Love and Death Embrace
Author: Yaoilady
Summary: AU. Ever since he was born, Luffy has lived in a life of slavery. Owned and used by his master Kuro, who never plans to sell him, he lives in a world full of darkness due to the fact that he is blind. But when he is able to escape he comes upon Zoro and Sanji. Will they be able to save Luffy from a physical hell, or will there never be a happy ending?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): KuroXLuffy ZoroXSanji ZoroXLuffy SanjiXLuffy ZoroXSanjiXLuffy
Feedback: Sure
Characters: Alot of One Piece characters. I mean alot.
Author’s notes: *Disclaimer: Prepare for some dark shit ahead. Lots of angst. All chapter names are song titles of the band H.I.M.
I hope you enjoy \"When Love and Death Embrace\"!
How long has it been since I’ve been here? I don’t know. Since I was three? Four? I wish Ace was here with me. I miss my big brother. But I can’t do anything about it. He was already sold. How long until I’m sold too?…..Now that I think about it….I’ll never be sold….I belong to him….
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“Time to get up.”
If there was any sunlight one might think that this was a place was at least a bit hospitable. But one glance told you that this was not a cheerful place. A long dank hallway with no windows. Down the entire hallway were cages. Not for animals or criminals.
This is where slaves were sold.
One said slave was jerked awake from his sleep as a bucket of filthy water was splashed onto him. Sputterring awake the said slave winced as he was grasped by his hair.
“I see you still aren’t aware of what time you have to wake at.”
The short haired slave coughed and tried to speak.
“For..*cou.for.forgive me, master.”
“Do not worry, pet. Since you’ve seen the errors of your ways I’ll let you come with me this morning.”
You couldn’t even tell it was morning. Not that it would matter to.
He hacked up copper tasting liquid as he was pulled along by the collar around his neck. Blood. He felt sick as he crawled behind his master, cold and naked. His once bright eyes were empty and hollow, not knowing the light of day for most of his life.
Before he knew it, he was in a lush bedroom; the finest one in the whole building. It belonged to the slave master; the one who owned and sold every slave.
His master unhooked the chain, picking the thin boy up onto the four poster and laying him down.
“..Master..”
“Shh..have some breakfast with me.”
That word. “Breakfast”. It was the best word in the whole house. None of the slaves were fed very well due to disciplinary rules and just plain cruelty. To have breakfast with the master was a very great reward.
He licked his lips as his master held a ripe strawberry to his mouth.
“Eat. You need your nurishment.”
“Yes, Master.” Said man narrowed his eyes in a smile.
“Precious. For this morning I’ll let you speak my name. It makes my heart ache when you call me master.”
That’s a lie. You love it when I call you master.
He shivered as his master caressed his skin.
“Oh my pet…you know I could never sell you…” He couldn’t help but smile at the young one’s surprise.
“But….master….I thought all slaves were supposed to be sold…”
The taller rubbed his thumbs around the smaller one’s erected nipples, making him gasp out. Biting down on to the lush skin of his counterpart he let out a feral grin.
“I could never sell you…”
“…….Master….why not?”
“…Isn’t it obvious? You belong to me…my pet….my Luffy….besides…No one would ever buy you anyway. I’m the only one who loves you. Your brother doesn’t love you either. No one loves you”, he grinned as he saw crystalline tears fall from his young one’s face, “I’m the only one who could love you.”
He caressed the scar on his cheek.
“Besides…who would buy a blind slave?”
“ne.”ne.”
“Exactly.”
He put his hands on the younger one’s chest and pushed him back onto the plush bedding.
“Now…..be good and do what your master tells you…”
“….Yes Master Kuro.”
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Room mate, friend, and occasional good fuck Sanji stood over the green haired lump of meat laying on the couch staring at the tv screen.
“God damn, you are lazy Zoro. Do something productive for once!”
“I can’t….you told me to take time off work. Remember?”
Sanji sighed and threw back some of his golden locks. Flopping down on the couch next to his so-called friend he lit up a cigarette and inhaled the cancerous smoke.
“Well you shouldn’t just lay around on your vacation. Go out and do something fun! Get drunk, go party, get laid!”
“If I wanted to get laid I would have taken you here and now.”
“…..Touché.”
“Anyway, I don’t wanna go drinking, the car has no gas, and I have no money.”
“……Fuck.”
The two sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sound came from the blaring television.
“So……what do you wanna do?”
“Your asking the wrong guy Sanji. Your asking the wrong guy.”
“……………………You wanna screw?”
“……………………What the hell.”
--End of Chapter One