This was written while smoking a red lollipop.

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Luffy had never been more attached.

She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She captured his attention from the moment he first laid eyes up on her, and he found it difficult to stop thinking about her at times. He wanted to look deep inside her, to enter her and to cherish each moment with her. She held a special place in his heart that nothing else could ever fill.

If only he could stand in front of her and act on his feelings.

Unfortunately, one person stood between him and his beloved. And at this moment, that statement was literal.

"Get out of here, Luffy." Sanji ordered, annoyed, protectively blocking the distance between her Luffy. "I won't let you have your way."

The captain made a discontented noise of longing in the back of his throat, desperately looking past his cook to steal another glance at her, but a foot connected with his face and he was flung out of the room, slamming against the outside wall.

Rubbing his sore features in disappointment as the door closed, he made a silent promise to return here again when Sanji wasn't around.

That Sanji...it was like he always kept her chained up. That is, when he wasn't using her. Sure, he had been excited to have her at first, but after the newness had worn off...well, it was obvious that he was just taking her for granted now. And yet he still defended her from any other man who approached.

Luffy definitely appreciated her. If it weren't for her contribution, they all would've died long ago. Without her, he himself couldn't last a week. She was just that important. And no one ever seemed to give her much credit.

Tonight, he would visit her. He hated to wait that long, but he'd have more chance of success if he came after everyone was in bed. So that's what he did.

That night, he snuck out of the bedroom and made his way back to her as quietly as he could, not wanting to wake anyone and alert them to what he meant to do.

When he opened the door to her room and peeked in, she greeted him with that gorgeous gleam that she always had in the moonlight that entered through the windows, the only witness to his forbidden desire. How many times had he come to her like this? He would conclude that it wasn't often enough, if he were to wonder about it, but right now he only had one thing on his mind.

He drew close to her and laid his hands on her, impatient to satisfy his hunger.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled at her...

Only to find that the refrigerator was just as locked as ever.