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    Sweat glitters over the stripper’s skin, and he bows. 

    At first he moves slowly and carefully. His stance is combative, and the dance seems almost ceremonial. The swords unsheathe and the crowd flutters with cheers and whoops. With gentle control, he balances the tip of one katana to the floor and bends at the waist, like a ballerina on a bar, one arm extended up backward. He changes arms, straightens up, begins moving. Sanji's heart jumps to his throat. The man swipes through the air with his swords, crouches, turns, making a flowing dance of it. The movements are full of bends and arches, a roll of his hips. 

    The light is purple on his skin. The music is swallowing Sanji. He’s caught between fumbling toward the bar for a drink to keep his head spinning, or staying rooted to the spot. The man’s thick thigh hooks around the pole and he begins to dance up it, and Sanji stays still as prey. 

     

    EDIT: This fic is being re-worked, and will be released in 4 parts during 2020.

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    30 Aug 2016

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    Sanji has a hunger problem, which Zoro offers to help with and gets more than he bargained for. But Zoro discovers quickly that, much to his chagrin, he may like it.

    And the cook discovers that he rather enjoys having his meals his way.

    Now let's hope nothing gets too complicated. But when did the universe ever work that way?

    Sanji/Zoro

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    29 Aug 2016

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    Like most of the crew, Zoro had not really had the most functional of upbringings - though it could be said that he'd contributed to the problem in his own small ways. Namely, his refusal to see his body as anything more than a weapon. Sanji, on the other hand, was all too willing to enjoy his body, but rather lacked the healthy self-direction required to do so in the most fulfilling ways.

    Which, curiously, made it a damn good thing they'd found each other.

    (Or: in which Zoro is an oblivious boob unable to take a hint even from his own body, and Sanji is so far in the closet he’s basically in Narnia. Pre-timeskip. )

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    27 Aug 2016

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    Genos gets seriously damaged in a battle and is having a hard time coping with the aftermath. Meanwhile, Saitama might not think much of himself but he thinks a lot of Genos, to the point that he catches onto Genos' feelings before his own. Will they ever learn how to properly communicate? Also, implications of almost death?

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    16 Aug 2016

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    Right when Saitama had finally decided that Yeah, he really liked having this Genos guy around!, he is kept up at night by his disciple moaning things that hit very, ah, close to home. "Goddammit universe, why can't I have just one nice thing without you making it weird and awkward and actually kinda hot??"
    Unless... unless this one nice thing can become something even better.

    A story of a disciple who loved his teacher fiercly, and how his teacher eventually came around, too.

    [status: Chapter 3= Pitcher/Catcher Dynamics now up!]

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    15 Aug 2016