Schreibaufgaben - Fortsetzung (fürs Team)
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120_minutenTeam: D.A.V.E.
Challenge: Schreibaufgaben - Fortsetzung (fürs Team)
Fandom: One Piece
Charaktere: Sanji, Zorro
Wörter: ~500
A/N: Fortsetzung Hierzu.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fischgraete wollte ZoSan bickering. fischgraete kriegt das hier.
Zoro came to in fits and starts. First, he noticed the heavy metal cuffs around his ankles. Then, the delicate smell of death and slow, slow decay crept up on him. Vampires. Of course. He couldn't help a low growl at that realization. It was answered by a low chuckle and someone leaning over him.
Cold skin, a faint smell of cigarette smoke and sweet decay and... fried fish?
"We've got to stop meeting like this," the vampire purred, way too close to Zoro's ear for comfort. But Zoro new that voice and that smell and relaxed immediately.
"Then stop tying me up in your basement?" He had to clear his throat. Apparently he'd been choked out. Fun. "This is starting to get a bit creepy, leech."
A scoff. "Just stop trying to die in front of my restaurant."
"About the only thing this shitty place is good for," grumbled Zoro. Not that he wasn't grateful for the vampire's help, creepy and bondage-heavy though it might have been. "Care to get rid of the shackles?"
"You are a werewolf. And a vamire hunter," Sanji said in a tone as though he'd found something nasty under his shoe. "Why would I?"
Zoro snarled. Fucking oversized moskito. "Because you don't want Nami barging in here and making you?"
The vampire fucking swooned. "Oh how I would love to see the lovely Nami again! Her beauty truly is beyond compare!"
"She's more likely to stake you than I am. Although it's getting more tempting by the second..."
Sanji ignored that with practiced ease. Zoro hadn't known the man for longer than a few months so he could only suspect that Nami's disdain for vampires only made her more appealing. Because Sanji was an idiot. But an idiot with the keys to the cuffs binding him and access to huge amounts of delicious steak.
"I'm hungry."
"Should have thought about that before getting your ass kicked by the strongest vampire in the city."
"In the world. And I thought this is a restaurant? Don't you serve paying customers, shitty cook?" There'd been a reason that Zoro had dragged himself to Baratie of all places. Of course, that reason had nothing to do with the twirly-browed idiot or his fabulous cooking and a lot more with his own shitty sense of direction, but he'd be damned before admitting that.
"Since when do you pay, fleabag?" The cook grumbled but already made his way to the cellar door. "If you drink more of my rum, I'll castrate you."
"Kinky."
"Shut the fuck up!" screeched the vampire before the door (fixed with the witch's money, added to Zoro's ever-growing pile of debt) closed behind him. For a second, Zoro tried to break the cuffs, but decided quickly that he might just as well take a nap before he got his food. With a content smile on his lips, he closed his eyes, figuring that, occasionally, his lacking sense of direction did lead him to exactly the right places. Somehow.
Challenge: Schreibaufgaben - Fortsetzung (fürs Team)
Fandom: One Piece
Charaktere: Sanji, Zorro
Wörter: ~500
A/N: Fortsetzung Hierzu.
fischgraete wollte ZoSan bickering. fischgraete kriegt das hier.Zoro came to in fits and starts. First, he noticed the heavy metal cuffs around his ankles. Then, the delicate smell of death and slow, slow decay crept up on him. Vampires. Of course. He couldn't help a low growl at that realization. It was answered by a low chuckle and someone leaning over him.
Cold skin, a faint smell of cigarette smoke and sweet decay and... fried fish?
"We've got to stop meeting like this," the vampire purred, way too close to Zoro's ear for comfort. But Zoro new that voice and that smell and relaxed immediately.
"Then stop tying me up in your basement?" He had to clear his throat. Apparently he'd been choked out. Fun. "This is starting to get a bit creepy, leech."
A scoff. "Just stop trying to die in front of my restaurant."
"About the only thing this shitty place is good for," grumbled Zoro. Not that he wasn't grateful for the vampire's help, creepy and bondage-heavy though it might have been. "Care to get rid of the shackles?"
"You are a werewolf. And a vamire hunter," Sanji said in a tone as though he'd found something nasty under his shoe. "Why would I?"
Zoro snarled. Fucking oversized moskito. "Because you don't want Nami barging in here and making you?"
The vampire fucking swooned. "Oh how I would love to see the lovely Nami again! Her beauty truly is beyond compare!"
"She's more likely to stake you than I am. Although it's getting more tempting by the second..."
Sanji ignored that with practiced ease. Zoro hadn't known the man for longer than a few months so he could only suspect that Nami's disdain for vampires only made her more appealing. Because Sanji was an idiot. But an idiot with the keys to the cuffs binding him and access to huge amounts of delicious steak.
"I'm hungry."
"Should have thought about that before getting your ass kicked by the strongest vampire in the city."
"In the world. And I thought this is a restaurant? Don't you serve paying customers, shitty cook?" There'd been a reason that Zoro had dragged himself to Baratie of all places. Of course, that reason had nothing to do with the twirly-browed idiot or his fabulous cooking and a lot more with his own shitty sense of direction, but he'd be damned before admitting that.
"Since when do you pay, fleabag?" The cook grumbled but already made his way to the cellar door. "If you drink more of my rum, I'll castrate you."
"Kinky."
"Shut the fuck up!" screeched the vampire before the door (fixed with the witch's money, added to Zoro's ever-growing pile of debt) closed behind him. For a second, Zoro tried to break the cuffs, but decided quickly that he might just as well take a nap before he got his food. With a content smile on his lips, he closed his eyes, figuring that, occasionally, his lacking sense of direction did lead him to exactly the right places. Somehow.
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Date: 2023-07-21 04:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-22 08:42 am (UTC)+1 für purring Vampires. Und ich MAG die Dynamik zwischen Zorro und Sanji hier. Und Sanji und Nami. Und ich möchte mehr. Fortsetzung zur Fortsetzung?