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salmon_pink) wrote2010-12-27 07:27 pm
salmon_pink) wrote2010-12-27 07:27 pm
Entry tags:
- character: johnny,
- character: monkey d luffy,
- character: roronoa zoro,
- character: sanji,
- character: usopp,
- character: yosaku,
- fandom: one piece,
- genre: slash/yaoi,
- length: 500 words-1499 words,
- pairing: johnny/roronoa zoro,
- pairing: johnny/usopp,
- pairing: johnny/yosaku,
- pairing: monkey d luffy/yosaku,
- pairing: sanji/yosaku,
- rating: nc-17
(One Piece) Tall Tales
Title: Tall Tales
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Johnny/Yosaku, Johnny/Straw Hats, Yosaku/Straw Hats
Rating: NC-17
Words: 923
Timeline: Post-Arlong Park
Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100_men, prompt "winner".
A/N: More old fic.
Summary: When leaving the Baratie, Johnny and Yosaku had been split up. It was only natural that, once reunited, they'd share their 'adventures'.
Neither was entirely sure how the conversation had started, although they both were fairly certain it was the other man’s fault.
They’d been talking, reflecting on their experiences as their boat floated away from Cocoyashi Village, still nursing the wounds they’d acquired when facing Arlong. In all honesty, that hadn’t been one of their better thought out plans, but how could they stand by and do nothing after hearing the tragic tale of Nami’s past?
Johnny had been tightening the bandages wrapped around Yosaku’s knee, and Yosaku would swear up and down and all about that Johnny’s fingers had shifted a little higher than was strictly necessary.
Yosaku had been rubbing ointment into the bruises on Johnny’s arm, and Johnny would insist to anyone that might listen that the way he moved his fingers was nothing to do with medicine and all about seduction.
Neither was entirely sure how the conversation had started, but they’d ended up talking about sex.
Which wasn’t that unusual, because they both rather liked sex, and they rather liked talking about things they rather liked.
What was unusual was the direction the conversation had veered in, and they were already both breathing a little more heavily.
“You’re lying,” Yosaku insisted, shifting a little closer and licking his lips. “That’s not true.”
Johnny just snorted and stared valiantly out towards the horizon. “It’s the God’s honest truth,” he replied. “And, yes, those lips feel as good as they look.”
Yosaku’s mind automatically drifted to Usopp’s mouth, to the fullness of it, the plushness, the possibility of the heat inside.
“Liar,” he hissed, even as he fidgeted a little more noticeable. “He told me he had a girl back home.”
Johnny’s smirk only faltered for the briefest of moments. “Well, clearly he’s practicing for his return. What’s the point of going to sea if not to learn the carnal arts?”
Yosaku gritted his teeth, but he couldn’t help but see it; Johnny with his head thrown back, throat working as he swallowed for air, Usopp’s head moving obscenely between his legs. Oh, but Usopp had such nice hair, and as a man with such a short crop Yosaku tended to notice these things. He could just imagine those dark curls tickling at the sensitive skin of Johnny’s inner thighs, could imagine Johnny running his fingers through it, maybe gripping it a little too tightly as release crept up on him.
“Well, fine, don’t admit you’re lying, see if I care,” Yosaku scoffed. “It’s only because you know you can’t compete with me. And, yes, cook-aniki is as flexible as he looks.”
Johnny’s eyes slitted behind his sunglasses at that, and his hands fisted in his trousers. Damn, but that wasn’t fair. He could almost see Sanji bent double, forehead pressed to the deck, Yosaku’s fingers digging into his hips as he drove into him hard enough to force a raw cry from his throat. Or Sanji with his back against the wall, thighs wrapped around Yosaku’s waist easily holding him up, letting lust and gravity take over as he rode Yosaku mercilessly. Or, oh, Sanji on his back, legs thrown over Yosaku’s shoulders, struggling for air as he arched and begged and hissed and needed.
“Hmm, good for you,” Johnny said tightly. “I’ll pretend to believe you, if it makes you feel better. Although, I’d like to remind you I had the pleasure of travelling with Zoro-aniki.”
That was cheating. Zoro was a forbidden fantasy, always had been, and one whose name tended to come up in these conversations. Just imagining Johnny getting to be alone with him, or at least alone with him and Usopp, made Yosaku shiver, and the possibilities were endless. There was Zoro’s lack of gag reflex, and how many times had they discussed that? He could just see Johnny leaping at the opportunity to take advantage of it, thrusting his hips savagely, watching Zoro’s lips stretch around him, taking everything with ease and letting Johnny fuck his mouth. Or Zoro’s raw strength being laid bare as he was bent over a table, pushing back into each thrust in some crazed effort to push himself and his pleasure further.
Yes, that was definitely cheating, and Yosaku cleared his suddenly dry throat and frowned.
“Well, it’s not only eating and fighting that Luffy-aniki is enthusiastic about,” he countered.
Johnny felt himself begin to sweat. Luffy could stretch, and the potential of that was enough to make his eyes cross. He could apparently tolerate any amount of pain and what if that extended to pleasure? What if he could last for hours, writhing under Yosaku’s hands and making those little mewling, growling noises, never satisfied, always needing more. What if the intensity in his eyes when he’d first marched into Arlong Park made itself known during sex, what if that unwavering determination was turned to getting Yosaku off, and Luffy seemed to have an even bigger oral fixation than Sanji and his cigarettes and Zoro and his swords combined.
Yosaku stared at Johnny, feeling a flare of triumph join the thumping of his heart against his chest.
Right up until Johnny smiled to himself and shifted closer. “Did I mention that Zoro-aniki was tied up?”
Yosaku hated it when Johnny won.
“You have to go first now,” Johnny crowed and, yes, that was the deal, and this was how things were, and Yosaku made a huge point of sighing in annoyance as his hand moved towards Johnny’s lap, although neither of them minded it very much at all.
Fandom: One Piece
Pairings: Johnny/Yosaku, Johnny/Straw Hats, Yosaku/Straw Hats
Rating: NC-17
Words: 923
Timeline: Post-Arlong Park
Notes: For
100_men, prompt "winner".A/N: More old fic.
Summary: When leaving the Baratie, Johnny and Yosaku had been split up. It was only natural that, once reunited, they'd share their 'adventures'.
Neither was entirely sure how the conversation had started, although they both were fairly certain it was the other man’s fault.
They’d been talking, reflecting on their experiences as their boat floated away from Cocoyashi Village, still nursing the wounds they’d acquired when facing Arlong. In all honesty, that hadn’t been one of their better thought out plans, but how could they stand by and do nothing after hearing the tragic tale of Nami’s past?
Johnny had been tightening the bandages wrapped around Yosaku’s knee, and Yosaku would swear up and down and all about that Johnny’s fingers had shifted a little higher than was strictly necessary.
Yosaku had been rubbing ointment into the bruises on Johnny’s arm, and Johnny would insist to anyone that might listen that the way he moved his fingers was nothing to do with medicine and all about seduction.
Neither was entirely sure how the conversation had started, but they’d ended up talking about sex.
Which wasn’t that unusual, because they both rather liked sex, and they rather liked talking about things they rather liked.
What was unusual was the direction the conversation had veered in, and they were already both breathing a little more heavily.
“You’re lying,” Yosaku insisted, shifting a little closer and licking his lips. “That’s not true.”
Johnny just snorted and stared valiantly out towards the horizon. “It’s the God’s honest truth,” he replied. “And, yes, those lips feel as good as they look.”
Yosaku’s mind automatically drifted to Usopp’s mouth, to the fullness of it, the plushness, the possibility of the heat inside.
“Liar,” he hissed, even as he fidgeted a little more noticeable. “He told me he had a girl back home.”
Johnny’s smirk only faltered for the briefest of moments. “Well, clearly he’s practicing for his return. What’s the point of going to sea if not to learn the carnal arts?”
Yosaku gritted his teeth, but he couldn’t help but see it; Johnny with his head thrown back, throat working as he swallowed for air, Usopp’s head moving obscenely between his legs. Oh, but Usopp had such nice hair, and as a man with such a short crop Yosaku tended to notice these things. He could just imagine those dark curls tickling at the sensitive skin of Johnny’s inner thighs, could imagine Johnny running his fingers through it, maybe gripping it a little too tightly as release crept up on him.
“Well, fine, don’t admit you’re lying, see if I care,” Yosaku scoffed. “It’s only because you know you can’t compete with me. And, yes, cook-aniki is as flexible as he looks.”
Johnny’s eyes slitted behind his sunglasses at that, and his hands fisted in his trousers. Damn, but that wasn’t fair. He could almost see Sanji bent double, forehead pressed to the deck, Yosaku’s fingers digging into his hips as he drove into him hard enough to force a raw cry from his throat. Or Sanji with his back against the wall, thighs wrapped around Yosaku’s waist easily holding him up, letting lust and gravity take over as he rode Yosaku mercilessly. Or, oh, Sanji on his back, legs thrown over Yosaku’s shoulders, struggling for air as he arched and begged and hissed and needed.
“Hmm, good for you,” Johnny said tightly. “I’ll pretend to believe you, if it makes you feel better. Although, I’d like to remind you I had the pleasure of travelling with Zoro-aniki.”
That was cheating. Zoro was a forbidden fantasy, always had been, and one whose name tended to come up in these conversations. Just imagining Johnny getting to be alone with him, or at least alone with him and Usopp, made Yosaku shiver, and the possibilities were endless. There was Zoro’s lack of gag reflex, and how many times had they discussed that? He could just see Johnny leaping at the opportunity to take advantage of it, thrusting his hips savagely, watching Zoro’s lips stretch around him, taking everything with ease and letting Johnny fuck his mouth. Or Zoro’s raw strength being laid bare as he was bent over a table, pushing back into each thrust in some crazed effort to push himself and his pleasure further.
Yes, that was definitely cheating, and Yosaku cleared his suddenly dry throat and frowned.
“Well, it’s not only eating and fighting that Luffy-aniki is enthusiastic about,” he countered.
Johnny felt himself begin to sweat. Luffy could stretch, and the potential of that was enough to make his eyes cross. He could apparently tolerate any amount of pain and what if that extended to pleasure? What if he could last for hours, writhing under Yosaku’s hands and making those little mewling, growling noises, never satisfied, always needing more. What if the intensity in his eyes when he’d first marched into Arlong Park made itself known during sex, what if that unwavering determination was turned to getting Yosaku off, and Luffy seemed to have an even bigger oral fixation than Sanji and his cigarettes and Zoro and his swords combined.
Yosaku stared at Johnny, feeling a flare of triumph join the thumping of his heart against his chest.
Right up until Johnny smiled to himself and shifted closer. “Did I mention that Zoro-aniki was tied up?”
Yosaku hated it when Johnny won.
“You have to go first now,” Johnny crowed and, yes, that was the deal, and this was how things were, and Yosaku made a huge point of sighing in annoyance as his hand moved towards Johnny’s lap, although neither of them minded it very much at all.
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lol short comment is short.
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It's because it's you writing them I got tempted, though Johnny and Yosaku aren't my preferred pairing, but arghhh... it was so full of win and hilarity I nearly chocked few times when reading and drinking my tea! LOL.
So much win!! Ahaha! "That was cheating. Zoro was a forbidden fantasy," --that line was dangerous made me laugh so hard I could not take it anymore and I needed to take a break from reading to catch my breath and stop chocking, xD
I should give you the credit for making the fantasies so freaking hot I needed to fan myself, <3
I just hope you have bottomless supply of your old unposted fics and new inspiration to writing again will keep coming, I love your writing Nee-san~<3
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Johnny and Yosaku are definitely an acquired taste, in that they're both total goobers who think they're hot shit. But bless them, I adore them so, and I wish we'd gotten to see more of them with Zoro, preferably in flashback when they were all travelling together. I imagine it being like a long car journey with bored children, Johnny and Yosaku bickering and constantly asking 'Are we there yet?' and Zoro grinding his teeth and snarling 'No, and for the fiftieth time, we're not lost, I know where we're going!'
And you know they had dirtybad thoughts about Zoro, because I chose to believe everyone has dirtybad thoughts about Zoro. ;)
I have a fair bit of unposted fic, so hopefully that should keep me going for a while. And I am writing again, slowly but surely, it's just gonna take a while before I can manage something I'm happy with enough to post. Gotta work on my mojo. XD
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I like how they got to top every time. XD Nice thinking, guys!
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And yeah, they totally top everyone. In their minds. XD
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hardcore.
-has dirtybad thoughts of Zoro- teehee!
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Followed quickly by this face :O
Which was followed in short order by me snorting very undignified-ly into my hands.
This is so brilliant, I can't even-- Johnny and Yosaku. Oh god, I love these two, the unsung heroes of One Piece, sob sob sob, and yes, they are finally getting some action, and not just any action but THE BEST KIND OF ACTION with a capital A (even if the Action did not Actually Happen), and this was just so-- I keep being battered with the urge to shout very loudly, WHAT, but in an entirely, entirely good way, and I... am not making much sense right now, but OH I enjoyed this very much.
So Yes. &hearts
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I really love how Zoro is a forbidden fantasy. I almost consider it canon, because that's how their obvious worship comes across to me.
Very hot! Love it!
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This was both amusing and surprisingly hot. Oh, boys, do keep having those forbidden fantasies about the Strawhats and Zoro <3
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So glad you enjoyed the fic! It's always been my belief that Johnny and Yosaku's admiration to Zoro was just a little too reverential to be entirely innocent... ;D
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okay and MAYBE I hoped for a bit of threesome goodness. And sometimes, like when clicking this fic, you strike gold =)