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Possessive Luffy! MY cook! - Part 3 continued3

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Mauris chuckled. "That was the last of my stock. More's the pity, since it turned you into quite the little whore. I really didn't expect you to come back for more still when you woke up from that. But I'm sure I can find something else that will have a similar effect. Or perhaps we should make the repeat performance free of any drugs at all. An element of struggle... can be enticing..." He licked his lips.

The pink haze in Sanji's vision was steadily darkening to red.

Luffy's teeth clicked audibly together. Between them he ground out, "Bastard. Last time I lost badly. This time, I'm gonna beat the hell out of you. I don't care if I have to do it alone. But it won't be for that." He dragged in a breath. "You tried to take Sanji away. You made the island police afraid of you. You hurt people all the time and you're gonna stop."

He'd drawn his arm back as he spoke, and at the last growled word, threw his rubber-pistol punch at Mauris' face.

Ladies stepped into its path and popped out of existence until the large man lazily reached up and caught Luffy's slowed fist. Sanji recognised the way Luffy braced to spring arm and enemy back, but more ladies surged in to grasp the stretched limb, swamping Luffy while he tried to fight them off. He smacked the nearest away, then turned to take several running steps before shoving off from a pillar and letting his body rocket back towards his captured arm.

More harem girls vanished and Luffy slammed into Mauris -- but even so, enough force had been dissipated that the other devil fruit user took little damage. Large arms curled around Luffy's tiny waist, and other women materialised to snag his limbs, impeding his efforts to fight. He punched Mauris in the face once, hard, before three sets of delicate hands caught his remaining free arm and he choked and gasped in unwilling arousal at something one of the others was doing, unseen. He swung his head back, but more hands caught his neck, teeth and tongues attacking his ears, his throat.

"You're strong and you're dangerous," Mauris said, spitting blood from his mashed lip, "But you're a man, despite... current appearances. You've a man's body and lusts. And as long as you do, my power will always defeat you." His teeth showed as a vicious, bloody grin of victory stretched his face.

"Sanji!" Luffy's voice trembled like that high, thin sound was the only resistance left he could muster. But it was strong and solid in one respect - the unshakeable faith that reached out when he said, "You're my nakama. I know you can fight them."

Mauris laughed. "I'm sure we both know how ridiculous a contention that is." His hands shifted the placement of their grip.

"Shitty bastard..." Sanji swung to his feet. The sight of Luffy spread before that bastard like a toy, held by the false beauties he'd wasted so much time with while his captain... Rage flooded through him.

Possessive Luffy! MY cook! - Part 3 continued4

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At a jerk of Mauris' head, they were on him; sweet-smelling, beautiful, begging his attention with their eyes, their demanding hands... and his body as near-dead before them as it had ever been. The gathering fury within him erupted to the surface. In a frenetic explosion of movement, he flipped onto his hands and the women were knocked aside as his legs spun, popping into nothing on the impact of his feet or against the walls. He arched through the air and took out those holding Luffy's right arm as he landed, then charged in to kick his way through more. "Get him, Luffy!" Sanji snarled, twisting and turning as still more of the false ladies appeared. "Leave his shitty devil fruit to me."

Luffy shed the others holding him with a cry of triumph, bounced away, rebounded off the wall and barrelled back into Mauris, knocking him flat.

Sanji didn't have too clear a memory of the fight. The next few minutes were all a kind of blur. He only knew that after, all the fake ladies were gone, the corridor walls had been redecorated with a repeating pattern of footprints, and Mauris was slumped in deservedly battered unconsciousness on the floor.

Next to him... well, one fake lady remained. Luffy, uncouthly sitting with his legs apart, breathing heavily and wiping off saliva from his neck. Sanji swallowed uncomfortably. He flinched as a deep, tortured groan rose from Luffy's throat, and rushed forward in alarm to give the comfort that was needed.

...Only for his captain to flop over on his side and whine, in pure abject misery. "Damn it, now we have to take him back to pink-hair. She's gonna make me fill out forms again..."

Sanji sighed, covered his eyes with his arm, and nudged the younger man with his foot. "Luffy, get up."

There were few places he'd ever wanted to be less than this one, right now.