Ok, look.. I dunno what exactly a 'drabble' is…. But I don't see this as a story, since it's so short... but I marked it as a story, anyway ^^
And It doesn't really make any sense…
Warning: Yaoi, boring, silly, I wrote it. ---- yes, dangerous, I wrote it. Run for your lives!
Pairing: ZoroxSanji
And yes, there isn't really a plot… Oh and it's kinda based on a real happening, so..
Oh and One piece does NOT belong to me. Belongs to honored Oda-sensei!
Oh and just to let you know: The strawhats are on some island, staying at a hotel, and Zoro and Sanji are sharing room… This happens at night
Say it back!
Sanji slowly took his own shirt off, and threw it on the floor. Zoro knew he shouldn't stare so much, but he couldn't help it. Sanji's back was... pale in the most beautiful way. Skinny, not sickening though. His skin, bones, flesh, spine, arms, neck, hair... everything was so beautiful. Before Zoro knew it, he slid his hands over Sanji's back, feeling him shudder.
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As Sanji took his shirt off, he could feel Zoro's eyes watching his every movement from behind. It made him uneasy, nervous. Zoro was a weird shitty guy, and it didn't make it better that he was sitting on Sanji's bed, and that they were alone in the room. Nah… why should Zoro do something, anyway?
Suddenly Sanji felt warm hands stroking his spine, tickling his neck. Sanji shuddered at the sudden touch, but remained silent. Zoro moved his hands over to Sanji's chest, and he felt Zoro's breathing on his neck. Zoro kept stroking, touching, caressing, moving down to Sanji's stomach, making playful movements with his hands. Sanji grabbed Zoro's hands, as he was about to go lower.
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As Zoro kept touching his just too tempting, beautiful body, Sanji grabbed his hands. Sanji's hands were cold. Zoro kissed his neck. "What's wrong?" Sanji hesitated, and mumbled some lame excuse. It didn't matter what he said, it didn't mean anything. Zoro chuckled, as Sanji slowly let go of his hands. Zoro then lowered them, and unbuttoned Sanji's pants, sliding them off.
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Sanji knew, Zoro would never stop, so he just let him do what he wanted to do. It was NOT because he wanted Zoro, NOT because he turned him so much on. It didn't feel weird at all, that Zoro suddenly touched him like this. He'd always had a feeling that Zoro liked him, don't ask why. Sanji… he… he liked Zoro too…
Sanji whispered something, he wasn't even sure of what it was. But it made Zoro push him down on the bed, kissing him in a hungry, passionate way. And Sanji just let him. SO what, he wanted sex, needed it. He needed Zoro.
Sanji took Zoro's shirt off and he smiled, teasing Sanji with his tongue inside his mouth. Playing with him.
He then pulled back, and looked lovingly at Sanji. "What?" was all Sanji could say. Don't hesitate, just do it now, please don't stop. Please, Zoro…
"I love you, ero-cook," Zoro said with a beautiful smile. At first those words scared Sanji, annoyed him. Shocked him, made him feel all weird. He couldn't help but hate it, when Zoro said that. "Fucking marimo," Sanji whispered, and pulled Zoro into another kiss. Did he love him? Did he? Or not? Sanji didn't know... all he knew is that he loved when Zoro did this.
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"I love you!" Zoro couldn't help but tell him that. Of course Sanji sighed, ignored it and kissed him, removing Zoro's pants. Oh well, at least he didn't tell him to fuck off.
As Zoro leaned closer to Sanji, he chuckled.
One day Sanji will say it back, that he loves him back!
Lol… The end XD
Lol, gomen ne… I just wrote this when I was taking the train….. It's short, boring and there are errors and all… But I like it….
