Be-Spotted
A ZoSan fic with light bondage themes. Made for OP_300, but in this case, in it's original length before I had to cut some for word count. Though it only stands at 320 words. Also the theme was "Dots", though, I confess I don't think I used it well.
The blindfold is made of lurid orange spots, like an awful shirt he saw the love cook wear once. That much he knows. It doesn't really matter but he tries not to think of how it works. He grunts and strains against the cloth that binds his wrists. He can break it, he's strong, but the fact that it holds even under the faintest test of his not inconsiderable strength sends a stinging thrill through him. Sanji snickers, shifting his warm weight against Zoro's stomach. He is clothed while Zoro is not and it's unfair, but it's part of the game. Sanji damn well better start playing.
"You're like a shitty animal," Sanji says.
"Shut up," Zoro replies, trying not to shiver at the cool smooth fingertips over his nipple. He won't give in. He won't react. That is his game. To remain stoic throughout, testing his strength in all areas.
"So testy, Marimo," Sanji says. He tries to think of a comeback but the love cook is distracting him, soft touches everywhere. Like whispers over his skin. There but not enough. Not near enough. A feather-light kiss on his other nipple, and a brush of warm air, and then a sharp bite that makes him curse and jolt off the bed. Just a jerk. There's nothing wanting about it.
"Stop screwing around," he snaps, aware of the hoarseness in his voice. He wants to move. To touch. To feel teeth and hands and streaks of pain and simmering pleasure. This is just annoying, and he refuses to believe his heart is hammering like a kettle drum. It picks up even more when Sanji laughs deeply.
"I'm not. This is just the entree." The bed shifts and he feels a light tickle against his ear as Sanji's voice pours like heated silk into it. "Please wait for the main course."
"Fuck," he mutters. And afterward says a lot more than that as his vision is filled with spots and stars.