[Sanji is enjoying this way too much. He just laughs some more as Zoro scrabbles for the book, squirming and twisting more with every reach and grab. Zoro clues in before he does, so the shove actually catches him off guard and he stumbles forward, finally losing his grip on Zoro.
Which, for some odd reason, strikes him as being kind of a shame.]
Oi, watch it! [Hard to sound angry through SUCH AMUSEMENT, though.] Alright, alright, geez, I'll stop with that one. Look, see? I'm putting it down.
[And he is. He really is!
Except then he picks up the pirate book immediately, of course, and promptly hooks an arm around Zoro's shoulder to draw him in like he's going to share some deep, dark secret with him. And that is a little weird, sure, and there's no way he could ever even begin to explain why he did it, but whatever. More reading!
...After he snorts and shoots Zoro a look.]
For fuck's sake, marimo, you're burning up! [Positively gleeful!] It's just a damn story, what's got you all flustered, huh?
[Not waiting for an answer obviously. Sanji just clears his throat, lets his voice go all husky again, and finds another passage to read.]
His kiss was hot, hungry, demanding. I found myself melting into it, sinking into his touch, seduced by the taste of saltwater on his skin and how he so expertly commanded me with one touch. Rough hands dragged down my chest, shoving me back against the mast and ripping open my shirt. His mouth dropped to ravish my neck and a burning NEED erupted deep inside of me. I felt myself harden against the leg trapped between my— Wait, what the fuck.
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[Sanji is enjoying this way too much. He just laughs some more as Zoro scrabbles for the book, squirming and twisting more with every reach and grab. Zoro clues in before he does, so the shove actually catches him off guard and he stumbles forward, finally losing his grip on Zoro.
Which, for some odd reason, strikes him as being kind of a shame.]
Oi, watch it! [Hard to sound angry through SUCH AMUSEMENT, though.] Alright, alright, geez, I'll stop with that one. Look, see? I'm putting it down.
[And he is. He really is!
Except then he picks up the pirate book immediately, of course, and promptly hooks an arm around Zoro's shoulder to draw him in like he's going to share some deep, dark secret with him. And that is a little weird, sure, and there's no way he could ever even begin to explain why he did it, but whatever. More reading!
...After he snorts and shoots Zoro a look.]
For fuck's sake, marimo, you're burning up! [Positively gleeful!] It's just a damn story, what's got you all flustered, huh?
[Not waiting for an answer obviously. Sanji just clears his throat, lets his voice go all husky again, and finds another passage to read.]
His kiss was hot, hungry, demanding. I found myself melting into it, sinking into his touch, seduced by the taste of saltwater on his skin and how he so expertly commanded me with one touch. Rough hands dragged down my chest, shoving me back against the mast and ripping open my shirt. His mouth dropped to ravish my neck and a burning NEED erupted deep inside of me. I felt myself harden against the leg trapped between my— Wait, what the fuck.
[...Um.]