Sanji (
serving_love) wrote2010-04-22 01:30 pm
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Ship's damaged, ain't much of a market here, still shitty dragons everywhere. We've been told they ain't all that dangerous, though. Ha, yeah, tell that to Franky, damn things nearly took down the whole mast and our sails look like shit. But there's a lot of ships in the harbor, so at least we know they've got the means to fix this.
Apparently this island is called Berk. Shitty name. The people here—
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Are they riding the—? What the hell. ...Back in a bit, gonna go take a closer look.
Apparently this island is called Berk. Shitty name. The people here—
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Are they riding the—? What the hell. ...Back in a bit, gonna go take a closer look.

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[innocently] Problem? [brushes his thumb against his nipple again, purposely this time, watching him closely]
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[brushes against him again, a little more insistently, the rest of his fingers pressing and squeezing a bit] [is almost regretting doing this on the ladder of all places, because it means he has to keep holding on instead of having both hands on Zoro]
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[...fuck, that was a girly sound. His face flushes some more and he rakes his nails up the back of Sanji's neck distractingly.]
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[shifts slightly, switching hands and holding onto the ladder with the other one so he can give Zoro's other breast some attention, too]
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[making more stifled sounds into Sanji's mouth now and shifting restlessly, tugging Sanji's shirt loose from his pants—easier to do in the water—and running his hands up and over the expanse of his back]
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[breaks apart for a quick breath and then resumes kissing his way down Zoro's neck again, dropping a little lower in the water the farther down he gets]
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[figures they're fine and decides not to worry about it as he glances back at Zoro and slides his hand down over the sleeker lines of his stomach, finding the edge of his shirt and pushing the whole thing up and out of the way] [presses a kiss to the curve of one breast, eyes sort of grinning up at Zoro as he does]
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[his stomach tightens under Sanji's touch. If he weren't normally a guy and well-used to going about shirtless and unashamed—quite often—he might be embarrassed by having his shirt shoved up and being left exposed, but as it is his eyes just narrow, almost haughtily.
[a 'pervert cook' or 'dumbass' is on the tip of his tongue at the grin and kiss, but...nothing actually comes out. He just stares down with his lips parted, waiting, fingers tightening in Sanji's hair.]
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[shifts the hand holding up Zoro's shirt over to his other breast so that he can palm that one a bit, too]