Yay! Another chapter!! I'm so excited to post this! This collab has been so fun! As you know, I'm flipping out being able to write with one of my favorite fan fiction authors
sinisterbug, so excuse me if I sound all fan girly. Lol. Enjoy the second part of our crazy story!
Thank you so much to
bronzetigress for beta!! xD
Title: The Nature Of Things
Rating: Big fat R to NC-17
Paring: Zoro/hookers, Sanji/hookers, and eventually Zoro/Sanji
Warnings: HET! MAN WITH WOMAN SEX! Also, yaoi, language, and general retarded-ness.
Summary: When the Sunny docks, Sanji and Zoro sometimes seek out relief in some not so savory places. After crossing paths in town on more than one occasion, the two find they have a lot more in common than they would like to admit.
Sanji’s life was nothing if not routine. Here he was again, still on the Sunny finishing up with the new inventory on the perishable food items, while the rest of the crew enjoyed the warm afternoon sun on land. He made check marks next to the items that were sorted and packed away, and small ticks next to the items that were still crated but sitting in the freezer below deck. They had done well this stop. Items were cheap and high quality, and the vendors had been particularly susceptible to Nami’s bartering skills. The cook had followed the ship’s navigator around with hearts dancing above his head as he praised her abilities, and tried desperately not to think of how amazing she looked with her new tan line. Sanji loved it when girls wore shirts that showed off the white lines left by their bikini tops. The contrast of the golden brown to the lighter creamy color of Nami’s natural skin tone, and then the pink of her halter, made the cook’s mouth water. After several cigarettes and a quick whack on the head from his precious flower for dropping a bag, he reined in his libido enough to realize that it was actually quite strange that Nami could tan period, being a red head and all.
In the end, Nami had recanted her former punishment of withholding Sanji and Zoro’s allowance. She had given Sanji a hefty bag of beli and told him to stay away from the ship that night. She had given one to Zoro as well when they returned to unload the supplies, and the swordsman had quickly disappeared.
Sighing heavily and placing the clip board on the shelf next to him, Sanji stretched his arms over his head and made his way up the ladder and to the men’s quarters. He would gladly give up all the beli and all the allowance in the world if Nami would just agree to keep him company at night.
He took out a fresh suit and tie, and pulled his new red shirt from the hanger he had hung on his hammock. Red wasn’t really his color, but Robin had said it looked nice on him earlier when he had tried it on, so what could he do?
He showered quickly and dressed, running his hands through his hair as he passed the infirmary. He caught sight of Chopper leaning over a spread of paperwork and textbooks and stopped.
“Hey, Chopper,” he said as he pulled his tie tight. “I’m done with the count so I’m headed out. You gonna be okay?”
The little doctor nodded absently, his eyes never leaving his work. “I’ll be fine. Zoro just got back a few minutes ago, so I’m not alone.”
Sanji cringed. That was just what he needed: mention of the green-haired bastard as he was about to go have a nice night on the town. If Chopper had been any other person, he would have thanked him for spoiling his good mood.
“Okay, that’s good then. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Night, Sanji.”
Sanji returned to his quarters and ran a comb through his hair before splashing a bit of cologne on the collar of his suit jacket and slipping his arms in the sleeves. He gave himself a quick once over in the mirror and, satisfied with his appearance, left the cabin and closed the door behind him.
Now, Sanji knew that if he just went left, proceeded directly across the main deck to the ramp, he could be out in the town and well on his way to a light buzz and a good woman in no time. But for whatever reason-- probably insanity-- the cook decided to go right, and check one last thing in the galley. He told himself that this was something that any self-respecting ship’s cook would do, and it had nothing to do with the fact that he was just slightly curious to see what Zoro was up to. Or more importantly what he had been up to while he’d been out.
As he turned the corner, Sanji spotted the swordsman sitting on the railing, drinking from a bottle of Pinot Noir. Granted, it was not one of Sanji’s better wines, and the cook secretly thanked the swordsman for being thoughtful, but this gave him the perfect chance to start something.
“Oi, shithead!” he called as he made his way slowly across the deck.
Zoro visibly froze, bottle halfway to his lips. Sanji watched the swordsman’s shoulders tense as he steeled himself for whatever Sanji was planning on throwing at him.
“You were supposed to be gone already,” Zoro said quietly, his tone suggesting he definitely didn’t give a rat’s ass about anything Sanji had to say.
“How many times do I have to tell you?” the cook growled. “I mean, seriously, there’s crates and crates of cheap ass shit in the cellar, but you always have to break into my pantry and steal the good stuff!”
“But that’s why.” Zoro took another swallow. “It’s cheap-ass shit, so it doesn’t taste as good.” He continued under his breath as he lifted the bottle once again, “And it pisses you off.”
Sanji snorted and stuck a cigarette between his teeth. “You know, you don’t have to steal my wine to piss me off. You just have to exist.”
Sanji’s jibe was met only with the slide of steel from a saya. The swordsman pulled Shuusui free and turned the hilt so the blade was facing down. He stuck the tip into the wood of the railing and took another long swallow. The movements were slow and easy, but there was no mistaking what the swordsman was saying.
“Don’t ruin my good mood, shit-cook.”
Sanji smiled and lit the tip of his cigarette. “You were barely gone two hours, Marimo. All that training every day, I thought you would have at least a little stamina.”
To his disappointment, Zoro didn’t react. The swordsman just sat quietly and took a long swallow from the bottle. Sanji sighed, not really liking sated Zoro all that much; he was proving to be boring.
The cook changed tactics, still not sure why he was bothering talking to the idiot in the first place. Finding that Zoro had a sexual drive similar his own didn’t really warrant this new curiosity. He should have just left it and moved on, but he couldn’t.
“So why don’t you ever stay the night?” he asked as he puffed on his smoke. “Most places charge for the whole night regardless.”
Zoro snorted. “I stay sometimes.”
“You stayed once.”
“You keeping tabs on me, cook?” Sanji could hear the grin in the swordsman’s words.
“Only so I know you’re here and I won’t run into you in town.” Breathing in deep and blowing the smoke out slowly, Sanji stepped forward and turned around to lean his lower back against the railing.
Zoro was quiet for a moment. He took a few small sips from the bottle and slid his sword back into its sheath.
“I don’t get it,” he finally said, quietly.
“Don’t get what?” Sanji asked.
Zoro shrugged. “You’re always talking about how you’re this ladies’ man. You say shit like ‘women need to be treated with this and that’ and ‘delicate flowers need bla bla bla’ bullshit… but then you go and pay for sex.”
“It’s not bullshit,” Sanji growled. “Women really do need to be treated like graceful swans that-”
“Fuck, seriously, not right now.” Zoro turned to glare at Sanji, his eyes flickering down in a once over of Sanji’s shirt and back up again. “I don’t wanna hear your stupid-ass crooning. You know as well as I do that most women are nasty. They smile all pretty and bat their eyelashes and wear nice clothes that make you think that they’re sweet, and then as soon as you get them alone, they’ve got your dick down their throat or their cunt in your face.”
“Whoa, don’t call it that, man.”
“It’s what it is.”
Sanji jabbed a finger into Zoro’s shoulder. “There’s better names for it, asshole! That word’s fucking disgusting!”
Zoro grinned. “You’re such a girl.”
Sanji bared his teeth and pushed off the railing, his anger simmering hotly just beneath the surface. “Look, to answer your question, I can pick up ladies from any bar at any port, at any time. It’s just sometimes I’m too tired, or too stressed out, or too fucking injured to want to go to all that trouble! Sometimes I just wanna fuck and go to sleep after having to deal with this crew, and you, who I can’t even have a normal conversation with because I always end up wanting to fucking kill something!!”
The cook flicked his cigarette butt over the side and shoved his hands in his pockets as he stormed off. He wasn’t really all that angry, Zoro just pushed all the right buttons to get him to act like a moron. He should have just turned back around and kicked the shit out of the asshole, but he didn’t want to mess up his new shirt.
Zoro’s voice followed him as he reached the ramp.
“The pickings are slim here; the only place worth checking out is Abby’s.”
“Whatever, man,” Sanji said over his shoulder. “I’ll be fine without your help.”
***
Unfortunately, Zoro was right. After Sanji cooled off in the shopping district, taking some extra time browsing through filet knives, he turned his attention to the more unsavory part of town. He purposefully ignored the small hanging sign that said Abby’s and moved on down the street. He stopped into a place called Diva’s Divine but bowed out gracefully when the first woman that spoke to him had a gap between her front teeth the size of his thumb.
Two more places with even less appealing women and conditions later, he stood in front of Abby’s. Small droplets of rain hit his face and he sighed heavily. There really was nothing else unless he wanted skanky girls, or to pick up a chick at some bar. It was almost worth it to go through the trouble to spite Zoro’s suggestion, but he was tired, and he wanted to get inside before his clothes were ruined.
He climbed the steps and pulled the door open. The smell of cooking and sweet perfume hit Sanji’s senses as he entered the place and closed the door behind him. He brushed the rain off his jacket and turned to greet a pretty blonde wearing a black and white striped apron over her green corset and thigh-high fishnets.
Sanji salivated a little as she smiled and offered her hand.
“Hello Sir,” she said sweetly. “My name is Chloe. Thank you for gracing us this evening with your time and presence.”
Sanji took her hand and kissed the back of her knuckles. “The pleasure is all mine.”
“Yes, it definitely will be,” came a voice from the top of the stairs.
Sanji looked up to see two tall women standing on the stair case, one with long brown hair and darkly tanned skin, and the other with red hair and freckles. They both smiled down at him and the redhead flipped her long, straight locks over her shoulder.
“You must be Sanji,” she said, her voice husky.
Sanji closed his eyes and breathed deep to keep himself under control. Of course the fucking asshole swordsman would tell the girls all kinds of stupid shit to set him up for failure.
The cook smiled politely and slipped his hands into his pockets.
“I can assure you ladies that my crewmate is completely-”
“Oh, no need to explain,” Chloe giggled and took his arm. “He was a gentleman and the advance payment he left for you was enough to get us interested.”
Sanji almost choked.
“Ad… advance… payment?”
The redhead descended the stairs and moved towards the cook slowly. Her pointed heels clicked softly on the wooden floors.
“He said to take care of you because you’d be stressed, and by the looks of it, he was right.” She ran a thumb over his chin and the cook couldn’t help but smile down into her bright green eyes.
“Oh! Is this him!?” A small girl with black ringlets and almond- shaped eyes emerged from another room. She too had on an apron over nothing but black lace panties and a beaded choker. “Oh my God, he’s even more handsome than he said!” She rushed across the room and happily tucked herself under Sanji’s free arm.
Sanji frowned, confusion clouding what should have been the beginnings of a high.
“Handsome? Zoro said I was handsome?”
“Zoro said a lot of things about you, Sanji.” The tan girl on the stairs descended as well and moved to sit provocatively on the front desk. The pink underwear she wore left nothing to the imagination, and the t-shirt she had on rode up enough to expose the lower swell of her breasts. Her nipples were hard and pushed enticingly against the thin fabric.
“But I’m mostly interested in what he said about your cooking.”
Sanji blinked stupidly at the beautiful girl.
“Come again?”
Chloe squealed and started to pull him towards a side door.
“Zoro said you were a cook and could help us make dinner! We haven’t had a well cooked meal in months! We started this recipe that Lily had in one of her books, but we don’t know if we should put the meat in a shallow pan, or-”
“LADIES!!”
Everyone, including Sanji, whirled around to face a stern woman with white hair and a very intimidating scowl. She folded her arms over her chest and cleared her throat.
“I know what the gentleman said earlier, but it is up to Mr. Sanji what will transpire throughout the evening. Our services have been paid for, and every move you make is at his discretion. Now, let him go, so we can talk business.”
Sanji was still a little blown away by the attention and the flattery and the wonderful feel of women’s skin and hair, but he managed to compose himself and slip his arms around Chloe and the dark-haired girl’s shoulders.
“Madam… Abby? I presume?” She nodded and Sanji continued. “If it is true that these beautiful ladies have not had a decent meal in months, I feel it is my duty as a cook, and as a man, to make sure that they are fed properly before tending to any needs of mine. I only ask to see your selection of wines, and that you give me full access to your kitchen and pantry.”
Fuck Zoro. He set this up just to be an asshole, but guess what? Sanji was going to take it! He was absolutely going to have a night of beautiful woman at his beck and call, even if it was on the idiot swordsman! Suck on that you fucking douche, I’ll show these ladies a good time with YOUR money!!
Abby put her hands on her hips and regarded him with a slight tilt of her head.
“I guess whatever floats your boat.” She waved him and the girls off. “Get to it.”
The two girls wrapped around Sanji’s waist giggled as the cook was escorted into the kitchen.
***
Sanji’s thumb disappeared into the tanned girl’s mouth. She sucked the last bit of chocolate from his skin and moaned appreciatively. She had introduced herself as Camren during Sanji’s cooking lesson, and the blond pirate had found she had a raging sweet tooth as he prepared desert.
“I can’t believe you can make something this decadent with bread!” She licked her lips and crossed one leg over the other.
The dark-skinned brunette was spread out on her back on the coffee table, her head hanging off the edge almost into Sanji’s lap. She was completely naked and Sanji was tempted to pluck the container of melted chocolate from the tray behind him and drizzle it over her perfectly toned, caramel body. But it would have been difficult with the tall redhead draped over his shoulders like she was. Instead, he contented himself with feeding the bread and vanilla custard to Camren upside down. Her painted pink lips parted so sweetly to accept his treat, and he loved the flick of her tongue when some of the custard caught on the corner of her mouth.
Sanji and his companions had moved from the dining room to a private lounge in the back of the establishment. Chloe and the dark-haired girl, who introduced herself as ‘Chi Chi’, had both left after dinner, having prior engagements booked, but promised to return if their clients didn’t keep them overnight. The redhead- he had found her name was Cherry, much to his delight and amusement- had ushered Sanji, Camren, and now Lily, a petite beauty with spiky blonde hair, to this back room and closed the doors. The girls had lost most of their clothes, and were having almost as much fun with each other as they were with Sanji.
“Mr. Sanji?” Lily asked from a chair beside him.
“Please, darling,” Sanji crooned, “just call me Sanji.”
Lily smiled and leaned forward to brush his bangs from his one visible eye. “Where did you learn to cook like this? I’ve never tasted anything like it.”
Sanji smiled and glanced away, distracted as Cherry released his shoulders and climbed on top of Carmen. She started to kiss down the other girl’s neck, and the darker-skinned girl sighed in delight. The girl’s bodies twisting together made Sanji think of white chocolate and caramel candy with a drizzle of strawberries and a lacy garnish. He was suddenly inspired, and made a mental note to pull out his recipe book when he returned to the ship.
“I learned from my… foster father, I guess you could say. He picked me up when I had nowhere to go, and beat a trade into me so I wouldn’t become a pirate or something worse.” He paused to laugh at how ironic that story was, but was jolted out of his thoughts when Lily’s lips tickled his ear.
“Can I have some more, Sanji? Please?” Her hands were down his shirt. He had taken off his jacket, and his tie had been pulled from around his neck a while ago.
He used one hand to pull her into his lap, her legs straddling his hips. She had nothing on but a pair of rainbow panties, blue high heeled sandals, and a small silver heart on a little chain around her neck. If the other girls were like caramel and white chocolate, exquisite deserts spread out after a banquet to admire as well as taste, then little Lily was a lollipop. She was colorful and fun, sweet and perfect for every occasion.
Sanji took a small bite of the custard and kissed Lily softly on the lips. She giggled and pried his mouth open with her tongue. She stole the sweet from his mouth expertly and sighed happily as she swallowed and licked her lips.
“If Zoro ever returns, I must thank him for sending you to us. You two must be very close for him to pay for all of this for you.”
Sanji rolled his eyes. “I wouldn’t say close. We just saved each other’s lives a couple times. We’re nakama, nothing more.”
Lily’s eyes widened. “Really? But he spoke so highly of you!”
Sanji shook his head, a little uncomfortable at hearing that Zoro was talking about him with brothel girls.
“He’s playing some kind of game with me. I don’t know what his deal is.”
Lily looked thoughtful for a moment, but then shrugged and put her arms around his neck.
“Well, I took good care of him earlier. I can do the same for you, if you wish.”
Sanji set down the plate, immediately interested. “You were the one that was with him earlier?”
Lily nodded. “I would ask if my performance was satisfactory, but if his actions leaving here today said anything, they said I did a hell of a job.”
Sanji grinned and placed his hands firmly on her hips.
“You blow his mind?”
“Hm,” Lily tilted her head to the side. “I think we both did a little of that. He is quite amazing.”
Instead of growling and getting angry like he should have, Sanji surprised himself by pulling Lily close and whispering against the petite girl’s lips.
“You wanna show me what you two did together?”
Lily smiled at him and slid off his lap. She backed away and tapped Cherry on the shoulder. The redhead released Camren’s nipple and looked up at Lily, panting softy.
“Can you two move to the couch, please?” Lily asked sweetly.
Cherry looked at Sanji and grinned. She pulled Camren up and the two of them fell onto the dark cushions of the couch against the wall. Cherry ended up in Camren’s lap, her back pressed against the tanned girl’s stomach. Camren slid her hands down Cherry’s body and spread her legs slightly, running her fingers over the soft skin of Cherry’s creamy inner thighs. Sanji appreciated the view, but turned his attention back to Lily.
Something about being with the girl that Zoro had just fucked set Sanji on fire. He was so turned on, it almost hurt. He couldn’t explain why he felt this way, but the thought of touching where Zoro touched, and moving against this girl’s skin the way the swordsman had only hours before, made the cook’s nerves sing with anticipation. It was like a challenge, another way the two of them could fight and they didn’t have to kill each other or damage the ship. He knew it was kind of sick, but he really didn’t care. He was tired of always being second best to Luffy’s first mate; second in bounty, second in rank, second in fighting skill. He was going to play a game and prove to himself, and these girls, that this was something where he stood on even ground with the fucking marimo.
Lily smiled slyly at him and hooked her thumbs into the top of her panties.
“He sat where you are now, and told me to take off all my clothes. I don’t have much on right now, so I can’t really do a strip tease,” she said as she started to slide the underwear down her thighs, “but I can dance a little for you, if you like.”
Camren giggled and Sanji shifted to a more comfortable position to watch the show. He folded his hands under his chin and watched, riveted as Lily swayed back and forth, her hips grinding against an invisible partner. Her hands were all over her body, running down her throat, teasing her nipples, almost touching the junction between her thighs, but moving away and sliding back up her stomach.
“He told me to sit on the table,” she said, her voice low and her breath coming harder, “spread my legs, and lean back on my hands.”
Sanji smirked. “Well, then… do it.”
Lily smiled and pulled her bottom lip through her teeth. She sat on the coffee table and spread her legs, lifting her knees to bare everything for Sanji’s eyes. She leaned back on her hands and arched her back, pushing her breasts out to him.
Camren and Cherry sighed softly at the sight, and Sanji glanced over to see Camren’s fingers playing with Cherry’s nipples. The red head tangled her fingers into the brunette’s hair, and arched a little herself. The cook grinned and took a sip from his wine glass before he spoke.
“What did he do then?”
Tilting her head back and closing her eyes, Lily sighed and smiled, running her hand down the length of her stomach.
“He told me to touch myself…” Her fingers slid down between her thighs. She rubbed the pink bud of her clit with her middle finger and groaned softly. “I couldn’t do it for very long though; the way he was looking at me and ordering me around was turning me on… kind of like now.”
Sanji finished off the last of his wine and set his glass on the floor next to the chair.
“Show me what you did instead,” he said softly, his voice getting husky from arousal.
Lily lowered her legs to the floor and stood slowly. She moved towards Sanji and crawled back up into the chair, straddling his hips. He slid down slightly to accommodate but didn’t touch her. Instead he rested his hands on the arms of the chair. She took her fingers, still wet from her ministrations, and ran them over Sanji’s lower lip. He flicked his tongue out to taste her, her smell invading his senses.
“He took my hand.” As she spoke, she gently brought his hand between her thighs, placing it over her own which was already rubbing slowly at her soft folds. “He said he wanted to know how I liked it, and the best way to learn was to make me do it myself.” She pressed his hand over hers and Sanji shuddered at the feel of her wetness on his fingers.
She stroked herself as he copied her movements. She ground her hips in a steady rhythm, brushing now and again against Sanji’s erection. Sanji had to admit to himself that this was kind of brilliant. Doing this gave you a nice view of a hot girl masturbating, while at the same time, you get to finger her- sort of- and to top it all off, she does a little slow dry humping.
Of course, he was never going to tell the swordsman that.
Sanji leaned forward to run his tongue over one of her nipples. Lily gasped and arched her back against him. Her fingers moved faster, and Sanji could tell she was close to orgasm by the heat of her and the way her body had started to tremble violently. Her head fell back and the cook feasted on her neck as she cried out softly. Her free hand threaded through his hair, pulling roughly, but Sanji loved it. His fingers slid past hers and pushed gently inside of her. She shrieked in pleasure and came, her inner muscles clamping down around him.
“Oh God… oh god…” she whispered against his mouth, sounding slightly surprised in addition to everything else.
Sanji smiled as he kissed her. “What next, love?”
“He fucked me on the table,” she panted.
Sanji gently lifted her off his lap and stood. As he backed away and she spread herself out on her back, Sanji removed his shirt and draped it over the back of the chair.
“How many times did he make you come?” he asked, winking at Cherry and Camren. Cherry was a little distracted as Camren’s fingers were teasing her mercilessly, but Camren grinned back at him over the red head’s shoulder.
“Three,” Lily breathed, her arms moving to rest above her head.
“Okay then,” Sanji unbuttoned the top of his pants and moved in to lean over her.
“I’m going for four. Hold your knees.”
***
Sunlight filtered in through the curtains, warm and bright on Sanji’s face as he woke. He blinked several times to push the sleep from his eyes and yawned lazily. He smiled softly as he found himself in a tangle of arms and legs, soft skin, and blankets. Lily was curled tight against his side while Cherry was sideways with her legs draped over Sanji’s stomach. Camren was nestled between his legs, her head resting on his inner thigh. Chi Chi lay above his head, her soft hair tickling his cheek and her warm breath caressing the skin of his neck. She had kept her promise and returned immediately after her client had left last night and she had showered. She had proven to be almost as flexible as Sanji himself, and tasted fantastic with a little drizzle of chocolate.
“Mmm… you’re awake,” Lily whispered.
Sanji smiled and reached up to run his fingers over her short hair. “How’d you know?”
Lily sighed and burrowed deeper into his side. “Your breathing. People always breathe deeper when they sleep.”
“Hm…” Sanji closed his eyes once again and listened as Chi Chi stirred.
“Mmm… morning,” she cooed in her lovely soprano.
“Morning,” Sanji and Lily said together as Sanji tilted his head and kissed the dark-haired girl on the forehead.
“You should come again tonight,” Chi Chi said groggily. “You and your friend are way more fun than my other clients.”
Sanji smiled and reached for his pack of cigarettes. Cherry had retrieved them from his jacket pocket shortly before she had passed out. He pulled one free with his teeth and lit up with the lighter he had stuffed inside.
“Lemme have a drag?” Camren reached for the stick.
Sanji lent it to her after he had inhaled deeply and blown out a few smoke rings into the air above his head.
“I can’t promise anything,” Sanji said quietly, “but I can try.”
“You should definitely come.” Camren sat up and gave him back his cigarette. “Chloe was pretty sad she didn’t get to play with you, and she doesn’t have any clients after three today.”
“Ezzy’s back from that politician’s house today too,” Cherry added.
“Oh, Ezzy would love him!” Chi Chi laughed.
“Ezzy?” Sanji asked.
“Esmeralda,” Camren clarified. “She’s a big pirate fan.”
“You should bring your friend,” Cherry grinned.
“Yes!” Chi Chi piped up. “Bring Zoro with you!”
Sanji chuckled. “I don’t think the Marimo would be too inclined to come with me. We steer pretty clear of each other when we can.”
“Oh, my God!” Chi Chi laughed. “You call him Marimo!? That is so cute!”
“You two would be a blast,” Cherry yawned and sat up. She kept her legs draped over his stomach and started massaging the smooth skin of her calves enticingly.
“I’m sure Abby would give you a discount if you came together.”
“Oh, she definitely would!” Chi Chi said excitedly. “After tasting that dinner you cooked for us last night, I bet she wouldn’t even bat an eyelash at the suggestion!”
Sanji thought over their proposal. It definitely sounded good, but there was the matter of getting Zoro to agree with it… and then actually coming here with the idiot…
“Sanjiiii,” Chi Chi whined, “Say you’ll come back tonight with Zoro.”
“I can probably get Abby to give you a room, with four or five of us for the night, at half the price of one person.” Cherry flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Maybe even better if you cook for us; Abby’s been known to give nights for free to men who are especially nice to us.
“You’d just have to promise to bring Zoro with you…”
Sanji’s hand stilled in the act of bringing the cigarette to his mouth. A whole night for him and Zoro for half the price of one person was a pretty fucking good deal. A whole night for him and Zoro, possibly for free, was almost unheard of. There was no way the cook could resist that kind of temptation, even though he’d rather break his back again than ask the swordsman to come with him.
But… it was the girls who asked… It’s not like it was his idea…
“Yeah, okay…” Sanji hugged Lily against him, and squeezed Carmen between his legs gently. “I’ll talk to him.”
***
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