Flaming Emotions, Burning Passions

By YaoiFanLady2

Welcome, maties! Argh! (Pirate style) Ahahahaaa! Lol sorry. Here we go again. What do you think is gonna start going on? What are Sanji and Zolo gonna do know? Root each others brains out? It is time they had a good knob, I spose…hmmm. Oh-I'm very sorry that they are all a bit OOC, but it works for the story, right? I know this sounds a bit weird, but I'm kinda disappointed that my story isn't as popular as I thought it was gonna be…sigh. Lol! So if u like my story, tell other ppl about it, k? I'll give you Sanji and Zolo plushies! YAY! oh, and i got a review baggin me about SanjixZolo, and how crap i am. hmm. screw you, whoever you were! who doesnt love SanjixZolo?

If u dont like it, then DONT FRICKEN READ IT! I'VE GIVEN YOU WARNING THAT ITS YAOI, SOGET LOST! lol sorry. to the rest of you...ur awesome! i love youse!

YFL2 xoxoxox

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the One Piece stuff, but if I did I'd make Sanji and Zolo all mine! Those two are so yummy…lol DROOL

CHAPTER 6- In The Lack Of Sense, Urges Prevail…
Seconds seem to hold as an eternity as the two men stood in each other's arms, slowly coming to terms with what they had done and how they were feeling about it once they had done it. They were frozen in place, not looking at each other but at the same time not willing to let go of their grips on their respective bodies.

Sanji hung his head and closed his eyes, his clogged and confused brain screaming in agony as the headache he had created roared back to him full force. His spar with Zolo had elevated the pain and intensity; he felt the headache progress to a solid, slugging thump at his temples, eyes and back of his head and they were enveloped in a steady drumming sensation. His efforts to stop from grinding his teeth in pain succeeded only marginally, but now he was concentrating on suppressing the pain that he had no time to think about what he felt concerning the past few minutes any further than the primal emotions of confusion and lust.

His body was burning, fire spreading through his soul and screaming for the one thing to sate the desire. More. MORE. Sanji felt alive, as an urge woke inside him that craved for attention. He felt red-hot sexual longing spread through his veins like a toxic poison, jamming all other urges that may have had more merit of common sense to them. His body was yearning, craving for the touch of another.

All that Sanji wanted was to have those hands that were around his waist to move over his skin and please his body in ways indescribable by mere words; he wanted those lips to claim his mouth with need and moan in pleasure at his advances. Sanji wanted more. It didn't matter what happened afterwards or who it was with, though the swordsman seemed a pretty good choice to Sanji; his pain racked brain told him only one thing.

Satisfy the lust.

Zolo was staring at the blonde with a closed expression on his sharp features, even though his brain was whirring at miles a minute. His tanned and muscled arms still holding the thin and lithe body of the individual before him, Zolo was numb to the world, his brain slowly registering that he was playing a very dangerous game with both their emotions. He knew immediately that what had happened there in the kitchen would impact the way that he acted, thought and spoke to Sanji from then on out. He also knew that he didn't really care what that impact was at that moment in time, as he was too busy watching Sanji bite his lip and blush deeper.

The blonde finally looked back up and fixed Zolo with a lustful stare, his eyes heavy lidded and willing. Zolo cocked his head to the left and wondered dimly why the blonde was looking at him like that, but his brain disregarded it the moment he realised what that look was telling him. He felt the burning heat within him rear to full strength as Sanji continued to speak to him with his expression. Zolo felt himself begin to warm, his body knowing full well what he was being asked to do.

He just didn't know if he wanted to do it.

Suddenly he became very aware of the body in his arms, its heat and scent washing over him, through him, as his impulsive brain contemplated taking the older man right then and there. Sanji shifted his weight onto his left foot and found that Zolo's arms clenched his body tighter, as if afraid the cook was trying to move away.

Zolo began to feel his senses run away from him as Sanji, perhaps unintentionally, ran his hands over Zolo's broad shoulders. Noticing the expression on the swordsman's face, Sanji's mouth curled in a slight grin and kept moving his hands downwards, tightening his grip the lower down he got until he had his large hands over Zolo's firm buttocks. He smiled when he saw Zolo go red at Sanji's actions, pleased that the larger man wasn't rejecting his advances this time.

Resolving to kick Sanji's ass once he was sane again, Zolo realised that there was little he could do to fight the lust that was mutilating his self control. He closed his eyes and sighed, breaking gaze with the blonde. Pouting slightly, Sanji leant forward and kissed Zolo on the neck, nipping at the skin deftly with his teeth and then lathing over the spot with his tongue.

Leaving a distinct red mark on Zolo's neck, Sanji leant back and admired his handiwork. He went to pull back further and found that Zolo was holding him in place with strong arms, preventing the golden haired cook from moving too far away. He looked at the swordsman's face to find his eyes gazing at the blonde with a look similar to the one Sanji had been doing before.

Zolo growled and felt the last of his wits leave him, washed away by the sexual frustration and craving that was surging through his body. At last, the idea of fucking Sanji right there and then became top of Zolo's to-do list, with killing Sanji for this coming close to last. His brain had officially lost the fight. His body was rejoicing, and now that it was running the show, it had many interesting ideas to utilise and make Sanji scream.

Grinning sadistically, Zolo swept Sanji close and closed the gap with his mouth, taking the chance to slip his tongue through the delightful lips when Sanji gasped in surprise. Sanji closed his eyes and moaned into the kiss, allowing the pleasures that Zolo was administrating with his tongue to consume his senses. He tightened his grip on Zolo's ass and the swordsman, encouraged by the actions, pressed deeper into the cook's mouth lustfully. Sanji's eyes shot open when he felt the older man press his hips against Sanji's, their erections finally coming into contact. Sanji groaned in pleasure and allowed Zolo to take control of the kiss, wanting the need to be dominated to become fulfilled.

Zolo knew that Sanji wasn't putting up a fight, so he pulled back and broke the kiss, panting slightly. He smirked and his eyes glittered mischievously, before bending slightly and taking Sanji's Adam's apple into his mouth. Sanji raised his chin and bared his throat, allowing the aggressive swordsman to progress upwards, up over his apple and over his chin, their mouth once again meeting for a desperate and lustful kiss.

Finally the kiss broke and the two men looked at each other, panting and sweaty. Zolo ran his hands up over Sanji's back and once again entwined his fingers in the hair of spun gold, feeling the silky soft hair run over his rough palms. Sanji closed his eyes and almost purred in satisfaction, enjoying the sensation of having those coarse hands massage his throbbing head and play with his golden hair. It felt good, and Sanji sighed Zolo's name in content, causing Zolo to smirk.

"Sanji…"

"Hmm…mmm…" The cook closed his eyes and purred, pressing his face into Zolo's hands impulsively.

"Hey, look at me…"

"Mmm?" Finally, Sanji blinked and met Zolo gaze with half opened eyes, feeling too lazy in the throes of pleasure to form a sentence. "…mmm…?"

"You like this, huh…"

"Mmm…" The blonde cook grunted in assent, pressing his body against the other's wantonly. Zolo grinned and looked around, seeing that there was nowhere for them to get more 'comfortable' on, besides the floor.

'Ah well…the floor it is…' He thought, shrugging. 'As long as I can fuck him senseless, I don't really care where it is!'

Zolo's smirk widened and he removed his hands from Sanji's hair, earning a growl and causing an irritated frown to emerge on the cook's features. He wanted Sanji's whole attention and, although he did like hearing Sanji purr and sigh his name, he knew playing with his hair wasn't the right way to attain that attention.

"Hey, shitty cook…wanna know what I'm thinking?" Zolo whispered teasingly into Sanji's ear, wiggling his body against the chef's suggestively. Sanji grinned and saw the horny glint in the swordsman's eye, knowing full well what was going on in the younger man's head- after all, it was in Sanji's mind as well.

"I hav' a few ideas…perverted shitty swordsman…" He smirked and nodded towards the only entrance in to the kitchen. "Dat door's lockable, by da way."

Sanji raised a curled eyebrow at the devious look on Zolo's face and gasped as he felt the heat of the other body leave him; Zolo walked over to the door and looked outside, checking to make sure no one was watching or waiting out on deck.

Sanji began to take off his tie and as he threw it over the nearest chair, the sound of the lock clicking shut rang through the stifling hot kitchen. The very thought of being locked in a room with a lustful, aroused and sexually desirable man sent shivers down Sanji's spine, of the good sort. He looked up from what he was doing to see Zolo leaning on the door frame, watching Sanji intently.

Feeling bold, Sanji grinned and undid the buttons on his shirt slowly, teasingly, watching as the swordsman's keen eyes followed his hands almost hungrily as they moved down his torso. Satisfied, he slid the shirt off of his shoulders and threw it onto the chair along with his tie, knowing that Zolo was watching his every move.

There was shuffling and Sanji stood up straight to find Zolo immediately in front of him, eyes blazing with heat and desire. He reached out and ran his hands over Sanji's thin body, feeling the muscles tense and shift as Sanji moved into the touch. Grinning, Zolo pulled the blonde towards him and kissed him passionately, fingers moving downwards towards Sanji's belt. He continued to run his fingers over Sanji's stomach and abs, hearing Sanji's groans of desire in his ear.

Sanji moaned and felt Zolo's fingers tease the sensitive flesh of his abdomen, tantalisingly close to where he really wanted those hands to go. After about 5 minutes of the sweet torment, Sanji had had enough and he pushed Zolo backwards until the cook had him pinned to the edge of the kitchen table. Eyes heavy lidded, Sanji began his own set of torturous touches and caresses, earning gasps from the other man as Zolo sat back and let the cook work his magic. Sanji rose back up to full height and kissed the swordsman passionately, clearly asking for more pleasurable attention.

"Zolo…I'm tired of playin' 'round…Chopper could be back at any time, ya know…so lets jus'…" Sanji suggested, his deep voice laced with breathless need.

Zolo growled in agreement and undid the cloth around his waist, placing his swords on the table, his dark eyes never leaving Sanji's face.

"Fine by me…"

OMG. Well there ya go. They're gonna do it. Hahahaaa or will Chopper try to get in, find the door locked and then panic and get the crew on board coz he thinks Sanji's in trouble? Then they break the door down and get to see Sanji and Zolo in all their glory! YAY! NAKIE SANJI AND ZOLO! I don't think so-just an idea. If u thinks it was a good one and want that to be the next twist of plot, review and tell me, and I shall happily make it so! Your wish is my command, Masters! POOF! WISH GRANTED!

YFL 2 xoxoxox