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salmon_pinkTitle: Tart And Berries
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Luffy/Sanji
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1210
Notes: For the Sex Pollen challenge at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Summary: It should have been simple, and Sanji should have been fighting it.
Luffy was swaying slightly above him, eyes glazed. Smiling, showing all his teeth, but it was a grin that Sanji was more used to seeing from his Captain in battle, sharp and just the wrong side of sane.
“You … This …” Sanji gasped as Luffy’s fingers fumbled at his shirt. “N-need to stop.”
Luffy’s hands didn’t pause, grabbling with the buttons as if he’d forgotten how they worked. “Why?” he shrugged, voice slightly slurred. “Feels good.”
It had been a simple enough deal. All Luffy had to do was keep out of Sanji’s hair and not destroy anything, and in exchange Sanji would give Luffy the first taste of anything they found in the jungle that Sanji deemed non-toxic and fit for human consumption.
So they’d set out from their nakama, Sanji eager to explore the jungle for potential ingredients, and Luffy just eager to explore, and everything should have been simple.
Except it wasn’t, because nothing was ever simple where Luffy was concerned.
Luffy leant down over him, breath even hotter than the jungle air over Sanji’s blushing cheek. “Feel good,” he murmured, not quite a statement or a question, before his tongue swept over Sanji’s jaw, warm and sticky. Sanji’s head was tilting before he could catch himself, eyes staring unblinking into the jungle’s thick canopy and throat offered to Luffy’s ministrations. Thoughts swirling, trying not to just get lost in the sensation of it.
The jungle was hot and uncomfortable, and Sanji had been sweating beneath his suit. There had been something not quite right about it, about the atmosphere. He hadn’t heard a single bird call since they’d stepped under the canopy of the trees, hadn’t seen a single sign of life. The only movement seemed to come from the jungle itself, from the vines that swayed towards him, from the branches that seemed to reach for him. Leaves shivered as he passed under them, falling towards him, as if they were happy to give up their lives for the chance of touching him.
One moment Sanji had been examining yet another plant that seemed to have no trace of flower or fruit.
The next moment Luffy was gone.
Luffy’s teeth pressed lightly against the skin of Sanji’s throat, whispering something that Sanji couldn’t make out, heat and confusion as deafening as his own heartbeat. Luffy’s hands succeeded in prying Sanji’s shirt open as Sanji’s own hands clawed uselessly at the dirt. He trembled as Luffy sucked at the point just below his ear, eyes squeezing shut. Luffy’s weight straddling his stomach kept him pinned against the ground, even as his hips bucked up.
It hadn’t taken long to find him, although Luffy hadn’t responded to his calls. He’d had his back to Sanji, staring at something Sanji couldn’t see, fists balled at his sides. It hadn’t been until Sanji had stomped closer, ready to kick him clear across the jungle, that he’d noticed the tremble to Luffy’s shoulders.
And then it had been too late, and Luffy’s hands had slammed into his chest with enough force to knock him to the ground.
“Nn, taste good,” Luffy hissed against his collarbone, and Sanji gasped and tried to hold on to reality. Tried to guess what the hell could have affected him in the short time they were separated, tried to figure out what the expression on Luffy’s face had meant in those brief seconds between Sanji’s back hitting the floor and Luffy’s tongue swiping over his ear. Tried to figure out why he couldn’t seem to push Luffy away, although he was near certain it wasn’t so much to do with Luffy’s strength, but more to do with his own hormones, which shivered and sparked as Luffy nipped lightly at his chest.
Sanji had tried to ask what was wrong, to ask what the hell Lufy thought he was doing. But the moment he’d opened hs mouth to speak, Luffy’s lips had pressed against his own, tongue pushing inside, and Sanji had whimpered and tried to struggle and only succeeded in rubbing bodily against Luffy, which just made everything worse, and it was Luffy, which just made everything worse in the best kind of way.
Luffy’s teeth closing sharply over one peaked nipple was enough to drag Sanji fully back to the present, as he yelped, back arching into the sensation. Luffy’s tongue immediately soothed over the sting, swirling around the peaked bud, and Sanji felt his blush deepen. His hips were rolling with every new swipe of tongue, continuous and frantic, and he was dimly aware that the time to kick Luffy away and pretend the pouncing assault thing had never happened was long past.
There was only way this could end, and Luffy seemed to agree, lips wandering lower over Sanji’s stomach.
Luffy shifted backwards, kneeling between Sanji’s sprawled legs. His tongue traced the path of Sanji’s belt around his waist, licking at leather and skin, and Sanji shakily propped himself on his elbows and glanced down at the sight. Luffy’s hands had an iron grip on his thighs, and he was still smirking, but with a severity in his eyes that made Sanji’s heart skip a beat, that made him dizzy enough that his head flopped back against the ground, eyes fluttering shut as his hips angled up.
And then Luffy’s head was between his legs, lips and tongue pressing against his crotch, licking hotly at his trousers, and Sanji’s thighs seemed to spread wider of their own accord.
“Taste good,” Luffy muttered against the fabric, licking maddeningly, messy and random press of tongue.
Sanji groaned, head rolling to the side, trying to jerk his hips against Luffy’s grip.
“Smell good,” Luffy continued, pressing his face lower, nosing at the arousal straining under the zipper, more insistent pressure that had Sanji gasping, his hands reaching for Luffy’s hair. Holding on, stroking at it, as Luffy pressed against him, licked and kissed and rubbed at the spreading damp, making soft noises of enjoyment and amusement. Sanji’s heels skidded across the ground as he searched for purchase, already spinning so close to the edge, the jungle air pressing down against him like a physical force. The trees seemed to shiver around them, trembling at each moan wrenched from his throat, and Sanji had to close his eyes against the sight.
Luffy purred against him, vibration spiking up Sanji’s spine, and then his teeth pressed lightly against him, with just enough force that Sanji could feel the wicked pressure through the fabric. He was whining, back arching, hands tugging at Luffy’s hair, and everything flashed gold and green as his release ripped through him violently enough to leave him shaking and panting and giddy.
Luffy was sitting cross-legged beside him when cohesive thought returned, looking politely curious as to why Sanji was lying sprawled on the ground.
“There was fruit at the very top,” he said by way of explanation, pointing to the tallest tree in sight.
It took a moment for Sanji to will his legs to work, and then he was stomping through the jungle, back towards the Merry, dragging a protesting Luffy behind him.
“But it tasted gooood,” Luffy pouted, before his eyes narrowed at Sanji’s reaction. “Hey, why are you shaking?”
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Luffy/Sanji
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1210
Notes: For the Sex Pollen challenge at
sanji_is_a_slut.Summary: It should have been simple, and Sanji should have been fighting it.
Luffy was swaying slightly above him, eyes glazed. Smiling, showing all his teeth, but it was a grin that Sanji was more used to seeing from his Captain in battle, sharp and just the wrong side of sane.
“You … This …” Sanji gasped as Luffy’s fingers fumbled at his shirt. “N-need to stop.”
Luffy’s hands didn’t pause, grabbling with the buttons as if he’d forgotten how they worked. “Why?” he shrugged, voice slightly slurred. “Feels good.”
It had been a simple enough deal. All Luffy had to do was keep out of Sanji’s hair and not destroy anything, and in exchange Sanji would give Luffy the first taste of anything they found in the jungle that Sanji deemed non-toxic and fit for human consumption.
So they’d set out from their nakama, Sanji eager to explore the jungle for potential ingredients, and Luffy just eager to explore, and everything should have been simple.
Except it wasn’t, because nothing was ever simple where Luffy was concerned.
Luffy leant down over him, breath even hotter than the jungle air over Sanji’s blushing cheek. “Feel good,” he murmured, not quite a statement or a question, before his tongue swept over Sanji’s jaw, warm and sticky. Sanji’s head was tilting before he could catch himself, eyes staring unblinking into the jungle’s thick canopy and throat offered to Luffy’s ministrations. Thoughts swirling, trying not to just get lost in the sensation of it.
The jungle was hot and uncomfortable, and Sanji had been sweating beneath his suit. There had been something not quite right about it, about the atmosphere. He hadn’t heard a single bird call since they’d stepped under the canopy of the trees, hadn’t seen a single sign of life. The only movement seemed to come from the jungle itself, from the vines that swayed towards him, from the branches that seemed to reach for him. Leaves shivered as he passed under them, falling towards him, as if they were happy to give up their lives for the chance of touching him.
One moment Sanji had been examining yet another plant that seemed to have no trace of flower or fruit.
The next moment Luffy was gone.
Luffy’s teeth pressed lightly against the skin of Sanji’s throat, whispering something that Sanji couldn’t make out, heat and confusion as deafening as his own heartbeat. Luffy’s hands succeeded in prying Sanji’s shirt open as Sanji’s own hands clawed uselessly at the dirt. He trembled as Luffy sucked at the point just below his ear, eyes squeezing shut. Luffy’s weight straddling his stomach kept him pinned against the ground, even as his hips bucked up.
It hadn’t taken long to find him, although Luffy hadn’t responded to his calls. He’d had his back to Sanji, staring at something Sanji couldn’t see, fists balled at his sides. It hadn’t been until Sanji had stomped closer, ready to kick him clear across the jungle, that he’d noticed the tremble to Luffy’s shoulders.
And then it had been too late, and Luffy’s hands had slammed into his chest with enough force to knock him to the ground.
“Nn, taste good,” Luffy hissed against his collarbone, and Sanji gasped and tried to hold on to reality. Tried to guess what the hell could have affected him in the short time they were separated, tried to figure out what the expression on Luffy’s face had meant in those brief seconds between Sanji’s back hitting the floor and Luffy’s tongue swiping over his ear. Tried to figure out why he couldn’t seem to push Luffy away, although he was near certain it wasn’t so much to do with Luffy’s strength, but more to do with his own hormones, which shivered and sparked as Luffy nipped lightly at his chest.
Sanji had tried to ask what was wrong, to ask what the hell Lufy thought he was doing. But the moment he’d opened hs mouth to speak, Luffy’s lips had pressed against his own, tongue pushing inside, and Sanji had whimpered and tried to struggle and only succeeded in rubbing bodily against Luffy, which just made everything worse, and it was Luffy, which just made everything worse in the best kind of way.
Luffy’s teeth closing sharply over one peaked nipple was enough to drag Sanji fully back to the present, as he yelped, back arching into the sensation. Luffy’s tongue immediately soothed over the sting, swirling around the peaked bud, and Sanji felt his blush deepen. His hips were rolling with every new swipe of tongue, continuous and frantic, and he was dimly aware that the time to kick Luffy away and pretend the pouncing assault thing had never happened was long past.
There was only way this could end, and Luffy seemed to agree, lips wandering lower over Sanji’s stomach.
Luffy shifted backwards, kneeling between Sanji’s sprawled legs. His tongue traced the path of Sanji’s belt around his waist, licking at leather and skin, and Sanji shakily propped himself on his elbows and glanced down at the sight. Luffy’s hands had an iron grip on his thighs, and he was still smirking, but with a severity in his eyes that made Sanji’s heart skip a beat, that made him dizzy enough that his head flopped back against the ground, eyes fluttering shut as his hips angled up.
And then Luffy’s head was between his legs, lips and tongue pressing against his crotch, licking hotly at his trousers, and Sanji’s thighs seemed to spread wider of their own accord.
“Taste good,” Luffy muttered against the fabric, licking maddeningly, messy and random press of tongue.
Sanji groaned, head rolling to the side, trying to jerk his hips against Luffy’s grip.
“Smell good,” Luffy continued, pressing his face lower, nosing at the arousal straining under the zipper, more insistent pressure that had Sanji gasping, his hands reaching for Luffy’s hair. Holding on, stroking at it, as Luffy pressed against him, licked and kissed and rubbed at the spreading damp, making soft noises of enjoyment and amusement. Sanji’s heels skidded across the ground as he searched for purchase, already spinning so close to the edge, the jungle air pressing down against him like a physical force. The trees seemed to shiver around them, trembling at each moan wrenched from his throat, and Sanji had to close his eyes against the sight.
Luffy purred against him, vibration spiking up Sanji’s spine, and then his teeth pressed lightly against him, with just enough force that Sanji could feel the wicked pressure through the fabric. He was whining, back arching, hands tugging at Luffy’s hair, and everything flashed gold and green as his release ripped through him violently enough to leave him shaking and panting and giddy.
Luffy was sitting cross-legged beside him when cohesive thought returned, looking politely curious as to why Sanji was lying sprawled on the ground.
“There was fruit at the very top,” he said by way of explanation, pointing to the tallest tree in sight.
It took a moment for Sanji to will his legs to work, and then he was stomping through the jungle, back towards the Merry, dragging a protesting Luffy behind him.
“But it tasted gooood,” Luffy pouted, before his eyes narrowed at Sanji’s reaction. “Hey, why are you shaking?”
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Date: 06/06/2007 13:57 (UTC)The best of molestable!Sanji and horny!Luffy/dorky!Luffy.
Heheheh. ^^
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Date: 06/06/2007 21:10 (UTC)no subject
Date: 06/06/2007 21:57 (UTC)Bra. Vo.
Date: 06/06/2007 20:29 (UTC)the best thing about this fic was your use of luffy's... well, his business side XD. i could just see that face in my mind. that face he puts on when he's about to do something amazing... like make sanji cum from indirect stimulation through his trousers, haha. which is just about the hottest thing ever >_>. they were so completely them, and luffy was so perfectly all over sanji. i really can't ever get enough of your rare pair fics. <3
sex pollen challenge. i like.
Re: Bra. Vo.
Date: 06/06/2007 21:13 (UTC)I have to admit, I'm a bit of a slut for OP, in that I love all the characters, find them all ridiculously sexy, and love pairing them all up in as many twisted combinations as I can.
Luffy is always a more challenging character to write, in that not only is the heart of the story, but he's difficult to portray without making him too stupid, and the sexiness is there but trickier to portray in words than it might be to just hold up pictures of him battling Lucci and say "See! Look at the little fox go!" So I'm always dead chuffed when it works, and I have massive amounts of snugs for you and your lovely lovely review. ♥♥♥
Re: Bra. Vo.
Date: 08/06/2007 06:01 (UTC)there's so much to love in everyone that it's hard not to love them all equally XD.
here's where i beg for more gameface!luffy, because i've become irrevocably attached to him XD. one taste and i was hooked. you took that difficult mishmash of stupid/sexiness and turned it into something beyond presentable. for this, my respect is boundless *_*.
Re: Bra. Vo.
Date: 21/06/2007 21:32 (UTC)Re: Bra. Vo.
Date: 22/06/2007 03:34 (UTC)no subject
Date: 06/06/2007 20:50 (UTC)Two favourite lines:
Leaves shivered as he passed under them, falling towards him, as if they were happy to give up their lives for the chance of touching him.
-and it was Luffy, which just made everything worse in the best kind of way.
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Date: 06/06/2007 21:14 (UTC)no subject
Date: 06/06/2007 23:35 (UTC)no subject
Date: 07/06/2007 11:37 (UTC)no subject
Date: 07/06/2007 16:12 (UTC)but Dammit! (in the "worst kind of best way" ;D) I just discovered this community. I foresee quite a few hours originally planned for styudying slipping away... OH WELL
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Date: 07/06/2007 21:07 (UTC)no subject
Date: 08/06/2007 20:07 (UTC)You write so wellllllll ~♥♥♥ regardless of the characters and you managed to write horny!Luffy so well too XDD Oh god, just thinking about it makes me hot again *___* Thank you for bringing such lovely writings into the world. I.. I don't know what I would do without you.. Gah. Brain. melting....
Just a small nitpick: “Nn, taste good,” Luffy hissed against his collarbone, and Sanji gasped and tried to hold on to reality. Tried to guess what the hell could have effected him in the short time ---effected should be affected.. yah..
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Date: 11/06/2007 23:54 (UTC)no subject
Date: 12/06/2007 01:50 (UTC)I love you always~♥♥
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Date: 11/07/2007 06:02 (UTC)no subject
Date: 11/07/2007 11:49 (UTC)no subject
Date: 03/04/2008 01:48 (UTC)thank you!
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Date: 03/11/2010 22:43 (UTC)You just converted me.
And I can't get mad at you.
Why?