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ONE PIECE FAN-FOR-ALL
Or, free-for-all-fic, or fic free-for-all, or fic-for-all, whatever phrasing floats your boat.
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Filled | Unfilled (BOTH posts updated to about half of page three, updated Sept 21, 11-something pm, GMT -5 ( Read more... )
"...How can I forget it when I can't forgive myself?" Sanji said, low and quiet.
"Hunh?"
"Because of what I -- you had to -- all those things--"
"That doesn't matter!" Luffy leaned forward and grabbed the other man by the collar as he tried to back off, pressing his forehead into Sanji's. "I forgave you already! I wasn't going to let that asshole take a nakama away from me. You're mine, damn it, just as I told you. My cook!"
"Luffy... most people... It's not that easy. It can't be that easy."
"Why not?" He huffed at Sanji's sharp jerk of the head. "You talked to Sparksy behind my back."
"She talked to me." Sanji's complexion had turned a bit grey with the memory. "That woman... she... Look, maybe you can shrug off all the rest, but, Luffy..."
Luffy felt him draw in a shaky breath, then another, warm brush of air against the side of his jaw as Sanji tried to turn away, inasmuch as he could, then finally he said, "When you... had sex with me, was that... like those fake ladies and Mauris?" He broke off, and corrected himself before Luffy had chance to, which would have involved more yelling. "No. That's not what I mean. It wasn't... I know you could easily have fought me off if you didn't want to do it. But..." A choked sound escaped his teeth. "Was it just one more? After everything else... you can't have wanted it for real. So in a way I really did... do what they did."
"Yeah," Luffy said, after a moment's thought. He pulled back warily, because that had sounded almost like a sob. He touched the tears on his friend's face with confused dismay. "Huh? It's not like you need to cry about it. You weren't bad or anything."
"Luffy." Sanji's voice was a strangled mixture of anger and upset. "Shit! Couldn't you just... be normal? For one conversation, be normal?"
"I--" For some reason, Sanji had grabbed his shoulders and was shaking him.
"--Shit! I don't mean that. If you were normal, you'd be screaming. Hell, I don't want that. Just... don't you understand at all why I'm having trouble with this?"
"But you were right," Luffy told him. "I didn't really want to do that with you right then. I was scared and uncomfortable and I mostly wanted to get out of that place. But I'd already done it with everyone else, and it kept up my disguise, and it let me talk to you. And since I'd had so much sex with people I didn't like, I was kind of curious too to do it with someone I did like -- so I'm glad I did," he concluded fiercely. "Because it was loads better than with those other bastards. And, damn it, those fake-women were obviously doing it wrong, since you were sat there reading them poetry, and I had to do something to win you back!"
Sanji groaned and covered his face with his hands.
"I don't see what's so wrong!" Luffy's temper was starting to fray. Though it had ended well, it hadn't been the easiest of days, and he'd not expected Sanji to be so weird about it once everything was supposed to be solved. "Since you thought I was just another of those stupid women." Which had been the point, and if anyone should be angry, he'd have thought it would be Sanji, for getting tricked. It was pretty fortunate that Sanji had decided he liked guys anyway.
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"Stupid. Stupid Sanji," Luffy huffed against his chest "I said we could have sex again if you came back to the ship."
Sanji spluttered. "You can't possibly have meant that. Even setting everything else aside, I know that you like girls. I've seen you drooling..." His fists clenched, and a reflex mutter of "shitty barbarian" escaped the corner of his mouth.
Luffy considered. "I think I don't care. I like people. I like fun. I like you. And you're pretty, too. Even if you don't have boobs." He reached up and touched Sanji's bright hair with his fingers, and snickered at the abrupt flare of annoyance in the cook's eyes. "But, um," he licked his lips nervously. "I did lie a bit, back there. 'Cause I don't want to have sex when we get back to the ship."
Sanji's face twisted and he nodded with a glum acceptance.
"I mean, it's right over there." He pointed. "It'll take about two minutes to walk to it. I don't want to have sex again in two minutes, and probably not today, either. I've had it a lot today already and I'm tired, and stuff aches, 'cause even if I'm rubber, dressing up like that for so long kinda hurt. And my head's fuzzy. I wanna sleep. I wanna eat meat. I want to think about other things for a while."
Sanji had stopped looking so miserable and was laughing at him. The heels of the cook's hands dashed the damp streaks from his eyes. Luffy didn't quite know what was funny, but Sanji laughing was way better than Sanji crying, and he didn't particularly see this as a reason to halt listing his perfectly reasonable conditions.
"So maybe tomorrow, or the day after, or in a week or two... well, probably not that long, 'cause I'm pretty curious... then we can have sex again. But I'm not wearing girl-clothes. Not unless you ask really nicely and feed me MEAT. And I know you'll still go sparkly-eyed-stupid over women all the time, but that's okay, so long as you just do the poetry and rubbish with them and keep the sex for me."
He ticked the things off on his fingers, and was just getting to the point of seriously wondering where to go once he ran out of space on his hands when Sanji caught him and pulled him again into a needy sort of hug so that he had to break off with a grunt. But Luffy gamely hugged back, curling his arms around the cook, pressing his face into Sanji's chest -- and sneezed, because he still smelled strongly of perfume. There was a crunchy sound and Sanji made a funny whimper.
"...And next time," he finished, with a growl that recalled Sanji's blissful face beneath that pile of women and the way that he'd listen to them because they had breasts and soft hair, but he wouldn't listen to Luffy, his captain, at all. "Next time you think of leaving my crew 'cause of some perverted moron or pretty face, I'm gonna kick your ass so hard--"
"I think you're killing me," Sanji hissed.
"Oh." He loosened his hold.
Not too much, though, since he had no intention of letting his cook escape again.
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I hope this was ok!!! I know it ran away from the prompt a little... but it's buried in there somewhere amongst everything else...
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Oh! And Luffys experience with and explanation of aphrodisiac was just perfect. I like that it affected him so strongly as mind altering affect always seems too.
Oh the toying with my heart as Sanji and Luffys conversations were so natural and spot on and alternated with sanjis painful misunderstandings and then joy.
Just so awesome! Thank you so much anon! I love it!
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