Two ZoNa drabbles
So, I had a writer's block on all my main stories, but hopefully I still have some ability for drabbles... I hope you enjoy this!!
Title: Private party
Author: dawnangel14
Fandom: One Piece
Characters: Zoro, Nami
Pairings: Zoro/Nami
Words: 247
Rating: T
Summary: Zoro didn't go to the party; there was no way he was abandoning his actual position.
Warnings: Implied sex and nudity (well, sort of...)
Note: Written for the fanfic_bakeoff prompt "Warm".
The Straw Hats were having a party. The reason could vary from one of the crewmembers' birthday to the fact that a cloud was shaped as the word 'party'. The reason was meaningless to Luffy, who had taken Shanks' habit of celebrating each night with his nakamas as if it was the last one.
And while everyone was excited and having fun at the party, the crew's first mate not only didn't take advantage of this opportunity to steal alcohol from the kitchen, but he wasn't even present on the party at all.
Why? Because Zoro was too busy being trapped by the witch's arms and legs, which tangled him up like a lethal vine and didn't seem to be willing to let him go anytime soon. Yet, he didn't want to be released from her grip; he was warm, very warm.
Her rising temperature heated his cold body to a level beyond warmness. It was a comforting sensation, the warmth that Nami transmitted to him felt incredibly reassuring and relaxing, like he could fall asleep with her anytime. Like she created warmth herself, making him feel comfy and warm and fuzzy and stuff.
The party was exploding outside. Franky had produced fireworks and Brook was playing rock & roll. And as the music invaded the ship, he grinned and whispered on her ear:
"With this noise, we can be as loud as we want."
She replied with a smirk, and soon their private party was on.
Title: Blanket
Author: dawnangel14
Fandom: One Piece
Characters: Zoro, Nami
Pairings: Zoro/Nami
Words: 208
Rating: T
Summary: Zoro wakes up, but this time he felt cold.
Warnings: Again, implied sex and nudity. It's also a continuation of the previous drabble, "Private party".
Note: Written for the fanfic_bakeoff prompt "Warm".
Zoro tried to understand what had happened. Last night, when he fell asleep, he and Nami were wrapped up on her bed, feeling incredibly warm and comfortable. But now, he had woken up to a quite different situation.
Unlike last night, he didn't feel warm or hot. On the contrary, he felt cold. Very cold. And as if that wasn't bad enough, Nami's skin was still burning hot, but he still remained freezing for some reason. That particular thought (the witch enjoying warmth while he felt like he would turn into an ice cube at any moment) made his boiling anger raise a few degrees of his body temperature. But still not enough to make him feel warm again.
Maybe he had dreamt it? The warmth he had felt last night with her, emanating from her body like a radiator, it just couldn't be natural; otherwise she would never be cold. Ever. Perhaps it had been caused by the heat of the moment, while Brook's music played and Franky's fireworks exploded at the same moment they reached their...
He blinked.
He observed the witch's naked body, then he looked at himself.
He blinked again. And then he exploded.
The damn witch had stolen the blanket all for herself!
Title: Private party
Author: dawnangel14
Fandom: One Piece
Characters: Zoro, Nami
Pairings: Zoro/Nami
Words: 247
Rating: T
Summary: Zoro didn't go to the party; there was no way he was abandoning his actual position.
Warnings: Implied sex and nudity (well, sort of...)
Note: Written for the fanfic_bakeoff prompt "Warm".
The Straw Hats were having a party. The reason could vary from one of the crewmembers' birthday to the fact that a cloud was shaped as the word 'party'. The reason was meaningless to Luffy, who had taken Shanks' habit of celebrating each night with his nakamas as if it was the last one.
And while everyone was excited and having fun at the party, the crew's first mate not only didn't take advantage of this opportunity to steal alcohol from the kitchen, but he wasn't even present on the party at all.
Why? Because Zoro was too busy being trapped by the witch's arms and legs, which tangled him up like a lethal vine and didn't seem to be willing to let him go anytime soon. Yet, he didn't want to be released from her grip; he was warm, very warm.
Her rising temperature heated his cold body to a level beyond warmness. It was a comforting sensation, the warmth that Nami transmitted to him felt incredibly reassuring and relaxing, like he could fall asleep with her anytime. Like she created warmth herself, making him feel comfy and warm and fuzzy and stuff.
The party was exploding outside. Franky had produced fireworks and Brook was playing rock & roll. And as the music invaded the ship, he grinned and whispered on her ear:
"With this noise, we can be as loud as we want."
She replied with a smirk, and soon their private party was on.
Title: Blanket
Author: dawnangel14
Fandom: One Piece
Characters: Zoro, Nami
Pairings: Zoro/Nami
Words: 208
Rating: T
Summary: Zoro wakes up, but this time he felt cold.
Warnings: Again, implied sex and nudity. It's also a continuation of the previous drabble, "Private party".
Note: Written for the fanfic_bakeoff prompt "Warm".
Zoro tried to understand what had happened. Last night, when he fell asleep, he and Nami were wrapped up on her bed, feeling incredibly warm and comfortable. But now, he had woken up to a quite different situation.
Unlike last night, he didn't feel warm or hot. On the contrary, he felt cold. Very cold. And as if that wasn't bad enough, Nami's skin was still burning hot, but he still remained freezing for some reason. That particular thought (the witch enjoying warmth while he felt like he would turn into an ice cube at any moment) made his boiling anger raise a few degrees of his body temperature. But still not enough to make him feel warm again.
Maybe he had dreamt it? The warmth he had felt last night with her, emanating from her body like a radiator, it just couldn't be natural; otherwise she would never be cold. Ever. Perhaps it had been caused by the heat of the moment, while Brook's music played and Franky's fireworks exploded at the same moment they reached their...
He blinked.
He observed the witch's naked body, then he looked at himself.
He blinked again. And then he exploded.
The damn witch had stolen the blanket all for herself!