More Pain Drabbles - weirder this time
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dethoratsTitle: Desert Games
Word Count: 297
Pairing: Ace/Zoro
Rating: Borderline PG13/R
Notes: More Zoro masochism. It’s in first person, which I’m not really comfortable with, so it might be sort of awkward.
>
“Hotter.”
I grunt out the demand, unable to help myself as the wave of heat he’s massaging into my body moves beyond simple muscle-loosening. From the way he’s been working, gradually inching into my personal space, casually brushing his hands where they shouldn’t belong for a mere back rub, it’s easy enough to guess where he wants this to go. Fine. But only if he’ll play my way. This is too tempting an opportunity for me to resist.
He complies with my command; I can feel the temperature rise in the tent, his touch becoming slightly uncomfortable. It’s not enough. I’ve never tried burns before. It’s always been an edge. A knife, a razor, gleaming teeth. The sensation of skin parting and blood staining my body is a guilty pleasure, one I’ve hidden fairly well. But this man isn’t staying. He seems to have secrets of his own behind that guileless grin. And I want to see how far he’ll go.
“More.”
He stops, his hands leaving their rather interesting groping. I growl slightly and twist to look at him. His eyes are dark and intense as I lock onto them. I don’t flinch. I want this, and if he wants some, he’ll do as I say. Finally he nods, a slight, grim smile twitching on his lips.
He pours it on now. I can feel my skin burning wherever his fingertips touch me. It’s nice, not as good as a blade, but it’ll do. And when he smacks me, palm literally blistering my ass, I decide to let him know. Groaning, I arch back, inviting more of that delicious pain. He laughs at that, a throaty chuckle, before his hands are everywhere, burning hotter and hotter. It looks like he’s familiar with my kind of game.
Title: Pirate Bloodsuckers
Word Count: 217
Pairing: Early Shanks/Ben
Rating: PG13 for the cursing
Notes: More experiments! All dialogue this time around.
“Ouch! That hurt, you drunk bastard!”
“’m sorry. I did’n mean to.”
“Yeah, ok. Just don’t do it again.”
......
“Arggh! You fucker! I just told you not to do that! What the hell? Do you think you’re some kind of vampire?”
“No! It’s, well, yer shoulder’s nice. It’s all thick and musclely. I like bitin’ it. Feels good on my teeth.”
“You are odd. Very, very odd. And I knew that and still I came out to sea with you and now I’m letting you chew on my shoulder. Clearly I’m insane and you’re a freak. You’re not going to stop gnawing on me, are you?”
“Err, not right now? It’s fun…and yer funny.”
“I am not! I’m just a bit tipsy. And, well, I guess it’s not that bad. Just don’t touch the neck. I don’t want Roo to tease me about it all day tomorrow…..Maybe, if you kind of, well, sucked, while you’re biting, it wouldn’t be as annoying.”
“’kay!”
......
“Ooh, yeah. Just like that. That’s nice.”
......
“Fuck! I told you to leave the neck alone! That’s going to leave a mark.”
“Sorry. But it was soft, an’ it tasted good.”
“Screw this! I’m not going to be the only one harassed tomorrow. Now just hold still. This’ll only hurt a little.”
Title: Makes It Better
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Zoro/Luffy
Rating: G
Note: Not experimental, just lame.
“Zoro!”
Luffy bounced over to the swordsman, heedlessly stomping on the stomach of one of the raiders as he crossed the deck. They’d been boarded minutes ago by a group of foolhardy bounty hunters. It had been an easy task to take down the few dozen scruffy men, a pleasant diversion on an otherwise boring day.
The swordsman turned at the call, even as he rapped the final standing invader on the skull with the butt of the cursed sword. The man groaned and swayed on his feet, dropping face-first to the deck with a helpful kick from Zoro.
“Hey, Zoro. Did you know these guys?”
Zoro shook his head as he stepped over the fallen body.
“No. I don’t know too much about Grand Line hunters, but these guys couldn’t have been very famous. They weren’t much of a challenge.”
Luffy laughed in response, clapping a friendly hand on Zoro’s arm.
“Yeah, but it was fun. I was really bored before they showed up. Hey, why’s your bandanna wet?”
“Hmm?”
Zoro lifted Luffy’s fingers from his arm, untying the black cloth to figure out what the captain meant. It was damp, leaving a faint redness on his fingers.
“Your arm’s bleeding.”
It wasn’t too bad, the cut had only made a small tear in his bandanna, but it was fairly deep. Zoro dabbed at it, before deciding to at least wash the wound before tying the cloth back around his arm.
“Does it hurt?”
Luffy peered at the cut, before blowing on it.
“What are you doing?”
“Well, if you get a cut, not too big, if you blow on it, it won’t hurt.”
A faint smirk crossed Zoro’s face.
“It’s not too bad, but I heard that if someone kisses it, it’ll make it better.”
Luffy grinned.
“Okay!”
Word Count: 297
Pairing: Ace/Zoro
Rating: Borderline PG13/R
Notes: More Zoro masochism. It’s in first person, which I’m not really comfortable with, so it might be sort of awkward.
>
“Hotter.”
I grunt out the demand, unable to help myself as the wave of heat he’s massaging into my body moves beyond simple muscle-loosening. From the way he’s been working, gradually inching into my personal space, casually brushing his hands where they shouldn’t belong for a mere back rub, it’s easy enough to guess where he wants this to go. Fine. But only if he’ll play my way. This is too tempting an opportunity for me to resist.
He complies with my command; I can feel the temperature rise in the tent, his touch becoming slightly uncomfortable. It’s not enough. I’ve never tried burns before. It’s always been an edge. A knife, a razor, gleaming teeth. The sensation of skin parting and blood staining my body is a guilty pleasure, one I’ve hidden fairly well. But this man isn’t staying. He seems to have secrets of his own behind that guileless grin. And I want to see how far he’ll go.
“More.”
He stops, his hands leaving their rather interesting groping. I growl slightly and twist to look at him. His eyes are dark and intense as I lock onto them. I don’t flinch. I want this, and if he wants some, he’ll do as I say. Finally he nods, a slight, grim smile twitching on his lips.
He pours it on now. I can feel my skin burning wherever his fingertips touch me. It’s nice, not as good as a blade, but it’ll do. And when he smacks me, palm literally blistering my ass, I decide to let him know. Groaning, I arch back, inviting more of that delicious pain. He laughs at that, a throaty chuckle, before his hands are everywhere, burning hotter and hotter. It looks like he’s familiar with my kind of game.
Title: Pirate Bloodsuckers
Word Count: 217
Pairing: Early Shanks/Ben
Rating: PG13 for the cursing
Notes: More experiments! All dialogue this time around.
“Ouch! That hurt, you drunk bastard!”
“’m sorry. I did’n mean to.”
“Yeah, ok. Just don’t do it again.”
......
“Arggh! You fucker! I just told you not to do that! What the hell? Do you think you’re some kind of vampire?”
“No! It’s, well, yer shoulder’s nice. It’s all thick and musclely. I like bitin’ it. Feels good on my teeth.”
“You are odd. Very, very odd. And I knew that and still I came out to sea with you and now I’m letting you chew on my shoulder. Clearly I’m insane and you’re a freak. You’re not going to stop gnawing on me, are you?”
“Err, not right now? It’s fun…and yer funny.”
“I am not! I’m just a bit tipsy. And, well, I guess it’s not that bad. Just don’t touch the neck. I don’t want Roo to tease me about it all day tomorrow…..Maybe, if you kind of, well, sucked, while you’re biting, it wouldn’t be as annoying.”
“’kay!”
......
“Ooh, yeah. Just like that. That’s nice.”
......
“Fuck! I told you to leave the neck alone! That’s going to leave a mark.”
“Sorry. But it was soft, an’ it tasted good.”
“Screw this! I’m not going to be the only one harassed tomorrow. Now just hold still. This’ll only hurt a little.”
Title: Makes It Better
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Zoro/Luffy
Rating: G
Note: Not experimental, just lame.
“Zoro!”
Luffy bounced over to the swordsman, heedlessly stomping on the stomach of one of the raiders as he crossed the deck. They’d been boarded minutes ago by a group of foolhardy bounty hunters. It had been an easy task to take down the few dozen scruffy men, a pleasant diversion on an otherwise boring day.
The swordsman turned at the call, even as he rapped the final standing invader on the skull with the butt of the cursed sword. The man groaned and swayed on his feet, dropping face-first to the deck with a helpful kick from Zoro.
“Hey, Zoro. Did you know these guys?”
Zoro shook his head as he stepped over the fallen body.
“No. I don’t know too much about Grand Line hunters, but these guys couldn’t have been very famous. They weren’t much of a challenge.”
Luffy laughed in response, clapping a friendly hand on Zoro’s arm.
“Yeah, but it was fun. I was really bored before they showed up. Hey, why’s your bandanna wet?”
“Hmm?”
Zoro lifted Luffy’s fingers from his arm, untying the black cloth to figure out what the captain meant. It was damp, leaving a faint redness on his fingers.
“Your arm’s bleeding.”
It wasn’t too bad, the cut had only made a small tear in his bandanna, but it was fairly deep. Zoro dabbed at it, before deciding to at least wash the wound before tying the cloth back around his arm.
“Does it hurt?”
Luffy peered at the cut, before blowing on it.
“What are you doing?”
“Well, if you get a cut, not too big, if you blow on it, it won’t hurt.”
A faint smirk crossed Zoro’s face.
“It’s not too bad, but I heard that if someone kisses it, it’ll make it better.”
Luffy grinned.
“Okay!”
