(One Piece) Dessert
June 3rd, 2007 18:30![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Dessert
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Snake/Sanji, Sanji/Zoro
Rating: PG-13
Words: 170
Notes: For
onepieceyaoi100, prompt "vanilla".
The sword curled around his waist like a whip, raspberry ripple through the air. The sharp edges shredded at his shirt before he was yanked forwards, and then the hilt of the sword smashed against the side of his skull, and the blood was a cinnamon shock on his tongue.
Sanji pushed himself shakily to his feet, only for the blade to lash out again, stinging at his shoulder and throwing him to the side.
“Cur,” Snake whispered, looming above him.
Sanji glowered at him, sprawled on the ground and aching to catch his breath.
“Think you can compete against the world’s most handsome man, pretty boy?” Snake hissed, kneeling down to grab a handful of blonde hair. Voice trying for chocolate smooth, but only managing the bitter aftertaste of coffee.
A smirk tugged at Sanji’s lips, tart as strawberry.
It was over in seconds.
Snake groaned, eyes fluttering closed, but Sanji didn’t afford him a backwards glance.
After all, compared to fighting with Zoro, everything else was just vanilla.
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Snake/Sanji, Sanji/Zoro
Rating: PG-13
Words: 170
Notes: For
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The sword curled around his waist like a whip, raspberry ripple through the air. The sharp edges shredded at his shirt before he was yanked forwards, and then the hilt of the sword smashed against the side of his skull, and the blood was a cinnamon shock on his tongue.
Sanji pushed himself shakily to his feet, only for the blade to lash out again, stinging at his shoulder and throwing him to the side.
“Cur,” Snake whispered, looming above him.
Sanji glowered at him, sprawled on the ground and aching to catch his breath.
“Think you can compete against the world’s most handsome man, pretty boy?” Snake hissed, kneeling down to grab a handful of blonde hair. Voice trying for chocolate smooth, but only managing the bitter aftertaste of coffee.
A smirk tugged at Sanji’s lips, tart as strawberry.
It was over in seconds.
Snake groaned, eyes fluttering closed, but Sanji didn’t afford him a backwards glance.
After all, compared to fighting with Zoro, everything else was just vanilla.