Title: Twas 3 a.m.
Author: Plaid Voodoo Doll
Story Rating: M
Pairing: ZoroxSanji
Disclaimer: Neither One Piece nor the Original Twas the Night Before Christmas Poem are mine.
Summary: Twas 3 a.m. in the morning and all through the ship, not a creature was stirring, not even dear Brook.
A/N: A late Christmas story for all of you! Enjoy!
'Twas 3 a.m. in the morning, when all through the ship
Not a creature was stirring, not even dear Brook.
The stockings were hung by the aquarium with care,
In hopes that treasures would fill them, not air.
The crew were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of fantasy invaded in their heads.
And Sanji curled against me, his head against my chest,
Had just settled our down for our good night's rest.
When a pair of feet made a soft patter,
I opened my eyes to see what was the matter.
And there stood our Captain staring aghast,
Wondering why he hadn't been invited to this warm little nest.
Sanji glared at the poor boy in question
and told him to leave, that I was his posession.
I grinned, wondering how Luffy would react,
But he just left with out another glance back.
And it was once again quiet, the silence so thick,
I could hear Sanji's breathing and the clock tic.
Each movement was subtle and slow,
As he leaned up and kissed me, wanting much more!
"Now Zoro, don't dally! Please hurry, there isn't much time!
There rest will be up, taking away what's mine.
Hurry, touch me!" He said with his drawl.
"I want you, please, it will be the best gift of all"
And who was I to deny such a request
So I went down on my lover, knowing what's best.
My fingers sliding across velvety flesh,
touches of fire making nerves burn a mess.
His muffled cries pressed me for more
As I tried my best not to wake the other four.
But their sleeping was sound, their snores filled the air,
And I stripped my dear lover completely bare.
His pale, shining skin reflected the moon,
The pleasure washing over him like a great monsoon.
Our bodies met in desperate need,
His looks of dark, passionate lust driving the deed.
His eyes-how they twinkled, lips a tasted like smoke!
His cheeks were like roses, his words did provoke
My every salacious act of desire,
to create beneath me this beautiful briar.
He pressed against me, begging for more,
And I moved tenaciously slow, teasing he I adore.
His arms 'round my neck, his mouth to my ear,
I pushed one last time as rose that golden sphere!
We lay in the after glow of our craving,
And I thought I hear foot steps outside leaving!
Soon Luffy was up and forced us out of bed,
To go down to the kitchen for Christmas morn dread.
While the crew noisily went through their presents,
I sat at the table, thinking through last night's events.
Sanji was cooking and seemed to glow,
And in came Robin with an expression of know!
She sat at the table, tea in her hands,
A grin on her lips, thinking evil plans.
I heard Robin say, her tone very light
"What ever were you two up to last night?"
Sanji nearly dropped the pancake batter he was mixing, his humming stopped. He glanced at Robin, blushing brightly. Luckily none of the other crew members seemed to notice. "Ah… umm…" Zoro watched Sanji struggle with an excuse. Robin just smiled.
"There's no need to explain, Cook-san."
"Yes there is, Robin-Chan! I can't have you thinking…"
"Hey," Zoro said, staring seriously at both Robin and a very cutely flustered Sanji, "Did you notice we stopped rhyming?"