So Bored! Have a Blah Drabble
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dethoratsTitle: A Question, A Suggestion
Rating: PG-13ish
Pairing: RoCho and RoNaCho
Word Count: 653
Note: Furry. If you don't like Chopper relationships, don't read.
There were fingers twined through the fur on his chest, stroking down his thighs, rubbing the top of his head, playfully tugging at his wrists. All at the same time. And if his mind hadn’t already been blown twice in the past hour, Chopper knew that the idea would have had him blushing a bright red. As it was, his cheeks were still warm underneath the thin layer of hair, tinged just pink enough for the delicate color to be seen. There was another touch, this time two hands gently running down his jawline, coaxing him to tilt his head so that he could look into a pair of wise, dark eyes.
These were Robin’s real hands and he could tell even before he studied her face in the lantern light. Something about her truest touch made him tingle. It was as if there was an extra bit of weight behind it, something vital and warm, and it always gave which limbs were intimately connected to her body away from those that were the gift of the Devil’s Fruit. The corners of her mouth were curved up slightly in a faint smile as she gazed at him. He could feel the affection behind it and also a lurking bit of amusement.
“Doctor-san,” she whispered, smile growing as he flushed like always at the title and her use of it in such an intimate setting. “Doctor-san, I have a question for you.”
“Y-yes?” He couldn’t keep the stutter out of his voice and the dark-haired head on his chest bounced a little as he stammered. She was smiling at him again in that way she had. So knowing. As if she could read his heart and mind without any effort at all. Perhaps the hana hana fruit bestowed mental powers as well?
“Don’t you think, Doctor-san, that we have an abundance of space on this bed?”
He couldn’t help it. He gaped at her, his mouth open in surprise. Certainly that had not been what he’d expected; although as to what he did think was coming,…well he had no idea of that either. In his man form he was larger than anyone on the ship (except for Luffy when the captain was in balloon form or had eaten everything in the fridge). The bed in the girls’ room was only a double. There was barely any space for both him and Robin to lie on it together. The archaeologist was already more on top of him than not, and yet she was asking him whether there was enough space?
A swift grin crossed her face, lit up her eyes as she watched his reaction. “And don’t you think that it’s a little cold in here?”
The bed could hardly be called cold. He was naturally warm from the insulation from his fur, and his previous exertions had made the temperature of both his body and the room rise quite a bit. Just what was the woman driving at?
“Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone else to take up this space and keep your other side warm? Wouldn’t it be fun to have someone else to play with tonight, Chopper-kun?”
She’d used his name and it made him shiver a sensation that was the very opposite of a chill as he finally got what she had been hinting at.
“Nami should be finished with watch soon, shouldn’t she?”
“Miss navigator will indeed. And I’m sure she’d like a friendly face to keep her company in the bath. Why don’t you go offer to scrub her back while I stay here and keep the bed warm for all three of us?”
Chopper had a feeling that he wouldn’t be getting his mind back anytime soon that night, especially not with the way fingers knowingly caressed a certain part of his body as he headed out the door for the deck, the crow’s nest, and Nami.
Rating: PG-13ish
Pairing: RoCho and RoNaCho
Word Count: 653
Note: Furry. If you don't like Chopper relationships, don't read.
There were fingers twined through the fur on his chest, stroking down his thighs, rubbing the top of his head, playfully tugging at his wrists. All at the same time. And if his mind hadn’t already been blown twice in the past hour, Chopper knew that the idea would have had him blushing a bright red. As it was, his cheeks were still warm underneath the thin layer of hair, tinged just pink enough for the delicate color to be seen. There was another touch, this time two hands gently running down his jawline, coaxing him to tilt his head so that he could look into a pair of wise, dark eyes.
These were Robin’s real hands and he could tell even before he studied her face in the lantern light. Something about her truest touch made him tingle. It was as if there was an extra bit of weight behind it, something vital and warm, and it always gave which limbs were intimately connected to her body away from those that were the gift of the Devil’s Fruit. The corners of her mouth were curved up slightly in a faint smile as she gazed at him. He could feel the affection behind it and also a lurking bit of amusement.
“Doctor-san,” she whispered, smile growing as he flushed like always at the title and her use of it in such an intimate setting. “Doctor-san, I have a question for you.”
“Y-yes?” He couldn’t keep the stutter out of his voice and the dark-haired head on his chest bounced a little as he stammered. She was smiling at him again in that way she had. So knowing. As if she could read his heart and mind without any effort at all. Perhaps the hana hana fruit bestowed mental powers as well?
“Don’t you think, Doctor-san, that we have an abundance of space on this bed?”
He couldn’t help it. He gaped at her, his mouth open in surprise. Certainly that had not been what he’d expected; although as to what he did think was coming,…well he had no idea of that either. In his man form he was larger than anyone on the ship (except for Luffy when the captain was in balloon form or had eaten everything in the fridge). The bed in the girls’ room was only a double. There was barely any space for both him and Robin to lie on it together. The archaeologist was already more on top of him than not, and yet she was asking him whether there was enough space?
A swift grin crossed her face, lit up her eyes as she watched his reaction. “And don’t you think that it’s a little cold in here?”
The bed could hardly be called cold. He was naturally warm from the insulation from his fur, and his previous exertions had made the temperature of both his body and the room rise quite a bit. Just what was the woman driving at?
“Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone else to take up this space and keep your other side warm? Wouldn’t it be fun to have someone else to play with tonight, Chopper-kun?”
She’d used his name and it made him shiver a sensation that was the very opposite of a chill as he finally got what she had been hinting at.
“Nami should be finished with watch soon, shouldn’t she?”
“Miss navigator will indeed. And I’m sure she’d like a friendly face to keep her company in the bath. Why don’t you go offer to scrub her back while I stay here and keep the bed warm for all three of us?”
Chopper had a feeling that he wouldn’t be getting his mind back anytime soon that night, especially not with the way fingers knowingly caressed a certain part of his body as he headed out the door for the deck, the crow’s nest, and Nami.
