Sunset Kiss
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,685
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Sunset Kiss
Here's some fluff, cos we all know we love the fuzzyness.
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Zoro stroked the blond head resting on his chest softly, trailing his fingers through the strands with all the delicacy he had. He was so hungry his stomach was almost contracting, but he didn't dare move to wake the cook up. He'd wait until it happened naturally...or until Luffy burst in, screaming in rage over loss of valuable meat time.
Sanji stirred, making a small noise of awakening, and rubbed his nose lightly against the tanned skin beneath him.
"Shit...I fall asleep?" he asked drowsily. He glanced up, blinking at Zoro who's eyes were half lidded with his own fatigue. He nodded slowly, letting his hand fall limply to his side as Sanji sat up, rubbing his eye. "Damn...gotta start dinner soon..." he muttered before yawning widely, a faint squeak just making itself known from his throat. Zoro smiled a little, settling back a little and closing his eyes lightly.
He listened to the sounds of Sanji getting dressed as he usualy did every morning in the otherwise silent, sleeping cabin. The sound of a zip as Sanji fastened his pants, the rustle of a shirt being pulled over tired arms, the knock of polished leather against wood as his feet slipped into his shoes lazily. He wouldn't bother with a tie, Zoro thought, it was late in the day and there was no need. It was about as useless as underwear right now. All that was left was a quick run-through with a hairbrush and he was set.
True to his thoughts, Sanji's arm stretched across his bare torso to reach to the dresser just behind the hammock. Reaching out he grabbed the arm, tugging it to draw the cook in for a lazy sunset kiss, not opening his eyes, and then resting back again.
Zoro felt lazy. The whole day and everything included had been so. The whole crew had been lazy, the sex had been slow and effortless, even his training had only been at 96%.
He vaguely heard Sanji mutter something about calling him for dinner, then the sound of the ladder being climbed up the mast. He smiled, content and happy with the days proceedings.
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Wow, that was wyld, rite guyz?
K, bye.
xxx
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Zoro stroked the blond head resting on his chest softly, trailing his fingers through the strands with all the delicacy he had. He was so hungry his stomach was almost contracting, but he didn't dare move to wake the cook up. He'd wait until it happened naturally...or until Luffy burst in, screaming in rage over loss of valuable meat time.
Sanji stirred, making a small noise of awakening, and rubbed his nose lightly against the tanned skin beneath him.
"Shit...I fall asleep?" he asked drowsily. He glanced up, blinking at Zoro who's eyes were half lidded with his own fatigue. He nodded slowly, letting his hand fall limply to his side as Sanji sat up, rubbing his eye. "Damn...gotta start dinner soon..." he muttered before yawning widely, a faint squeak just making itself known from his throat. Zoro smiled a little, settling back a little and closing his eyes lightly.
He listened to the sounds of Sanji getting dressed as he usualy did every morning in the otherwise silent, sleeping cabin. The sound of a zip as Sanji fastened his pants, the rustle of a shirt being pulled over tired arms, the knock of polished leather against wood as his feet slipped into his shoes lazily. He wouldn't bother with a tie, Zoro thought, it was late in the day and there was no need. It was about as useless as underwear right now. All that was left was a quick run-through with a hairbrush and he was set.
True to his thoughts, Sanji's arm stretched across his bare torso to reach to the dresser just behind the hammock. Reaching out he grabbed the arm, tugging it to draw the cook in for a lazy sunset kiss, not opening his eyes, and then resting back again.
Zoro felt lazy. The whole day and everything included had been so. The whole crew had been lazy, the sex had been slow and effortless, even his training had only been at 96%.
He vaguely heard Sanji mutter something about calling him for dinner, then the sound of the ladder being climbed up the mast. He smiled, content and happy with the days proceedings.
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Wow, that was wyld, rite guyz?
K, bye.
xxx