Sooooooo...
So I thought Capone's B-day was today, but it was actually the 17th.
I'm sorry Capone! /cries
Anyways, I thought since I ship Killer/Capone, which really needs an awesome pairing name btw, I would give him a cute little one shot.
It's set pre-timeskip, because I like Killer better with longer hair, a slimmer build, and no facial hair.
Just be warned, this is my first fanfiction, so it might start off… odd. I hope the characters aren't OOC, like I said, first fanfic!
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece! I do have volumes 51-65 though...
Capone Bege sat in the large wooden chair in front of his desk as he wrote another boring entry in his Captain's Log. The Firetank Pirates had been docked at Tanjōbi Island for a while now, and he an his crew were rather anxious to leave and continue their way into the New World.
But the log pose still hadn't set, and he had been told that it wouldn't for at least a few more days.
Capone sighed, placing down his pen before rubbing his temples. Tanjōbi had had to be the most godawful island he had ever had the misfortune to visit. The natives were overly cheerful, as was the scenery, and the weather was so hot you could fry an egg on the deck. He had stripped off his heavy coat and opted for a thin collared shirt, which all but one button had been undone. He reached over to the maps that scattered his desk, planning to scout the rest of their route in the New World, when a pair of arms wrapped around his neck and a head rested in on his shoulder.
"I didn't hear you come in." Capone stated, rather unsurprised by the sudden contact. He turned around, grabbing the blonde man and pulling him into his lap.
"I can be quite quiet when I want to." the younger man replied as he undid the final button on his lover's shirt, slipping his hands behind Capone's back and resting his head on his shoulder again.
"Killer… Do you know what you're doing?" Capone stared at his blonde, who was clad only in his tight jeans, as he held onto Killer's hips, the younger pirate scattering kisses around his neck.
'Giving you something interesting to write in that boring old Log of yours." Killer replied cheekily, before his lips were caught in a passionate kiss.
Their tongues collided in a battle of dominance, which was lost by Killer. Capone took the opportunity to caress the most sensitive areas of Killer's mouth, which he had memorized thanks to how hard it was to keep theirs lips off each other. Killer moaned under Capone's touch, the captains hands running up and down his back and pressing him flush against him.
Capone reluctantly broke the kiss when Killer began to whimper for air. His blonde sat on his lap, panting as if he had run a marathon.
"Happy birthday love." Killer managed to say as his lips were captured once more.
I feel so perverted for writing that kiss scene. /
