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sinning-23 · 6 months

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Glass Chandelier

Warnings; 18+ swearing, some hints at masturbation, buggy is a drama starter, sanji is failing at keeping his hands off your body.

Link to Chapter 3

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Chapter 4

"Wow, you got another one? Already?!" A fourth and more....irritating voice speaks.

You tense again, brows angled down. Firstly, who was speaking, and second what the hell did he mean another one?

"I mean at least she's not ditsy like the rest of you idiots."

You raise a brow at Sanji then the rest of the so-called crew. Zoro sighed heavily, taking the bag you hadn't seen previously off his hip and slamming it rather aggressively onto a barrel.

The reveal was far more interesting than you anticipated, a severed head adorned with a large red nose and a red and white striped bandanna. It beams up at you, the face paint around its lips only accentuating his cheshire grin. You mutter a light 'the fuck...', leaning in a bit to truly try and figure out what the hell you were looking at.

“Not too close sweetheart, I bite.” It wiggles its brows, the innuendo making you scoff.

“Dickless and still talkin'.” You shoot back. The clown head is quicker.

“My mouth can do plenty honey, trust me.” It flicks its tongue and...detaches it?!

Oh wow gross-

“Why are you even speaking right now? Unless you have something useful to say, shut up.” Zoro interrupts.

The clown head rolls its eyes and does an awkward hop/shuffle to turn and look at the map.

“This one knew where to go without me even saying anything. Which meannnss?”

You tense, shuffling back and forth a bit, truly debating if you should punch this thing in the mouth or, better yet square in the nose. That'd shut it up. At this point Zoro has his gaze locked on you, it's somewhat unreadable but serious no less. Next is Luffy, then Usopp, and lastly Sanji. Wow, staring contest of the goddamn century.

"She's obviously been there before and could even be working for the bastard. God you guys are stupid. If I were you I'd ask pretty crucial questions before just throwing any random board my ship."

Luffy is quiet, looking from the map, and then back to you.

"You're already dealing with the aftermath of that as we speak HA! You'll end up doing it again if you keep bringing these random broads. " The clown head speaks, that same grin on his face.

"Yeah well, it's not like the fishy bastard took a chunk out of this 'broads' shoulder. You were stuck in a fuckin bag for that part though, huh Ronald Mcdonald?" Ouhhh the irritation in your voice is wicked.

His jaw drops as he fiends offense. This jackass has been active for no more than 5 minutes and he's already worked his way under your skin. Speaking of which, it's practically melting off as the rest of your 'crew' continue to stare for an answer. The clown had a point, they hadn't asked any questions and you'd just ended up being aboard with Sanji.

"Now's a good time to start talking," Zoro speaks finally, his hand ready at his sword. The last thing you wanted was tension among the people you'd most likely be spending an extended amount of time with. Despite this, your finger itches towards your picks in response.

"Oh yeah 'cause you talk plenty, don't you. I know the way because I've seen Arlong before. I made an assumption if you were even listening that he MIGHT be there still. That'll be the last time I call myself trying to be helpful. Or is 'useful' more of a term you'd like?" You'd hardly realized how close you'd gotten to the man, the sneer ever-present on your lips. Sanjis' at your side, giving a touch over your hips to try and reel you back.

It's quiet again but that clown's laughter rings loud and clear enough to offset the current debacle.

"Ha! Struck a nerve there. Listen, she is right though, you're gonna head in that direction. We get to the island and sing kumbaya, I get my body you get the girl, and everyone's happy!" He jokes, hobbling again to turn his head.

What a fabulous start to the tip. A panic attack and almost a fight. Simply fucking splendid. God, you needed a drrink.

It's dark now, and you hadn't left this room since you'd found it hours ago. You needed to reset. Gods know the longer you stay and interact with these strange characters you'd fucking explode. For some odd reason, in your newly adopted quarters you can still feel his phantom touch.

It lingers, something you make note of. The small of your back tingles, as does your waist and shoulder. Your neck and chin tinge and tingle in delight, resulting in a shiver that shimmies its way up your curves spine. Oh right...that's why they so prominent right now. Becaus you were filthy and couldn't help but let your fingers slip past your panties.

The ship rocks and creacks and with each splash of waves against the hull, much like the waters, you drip.

Promiscuous and touch-starved.

How long had it been since someone had been gentle with you, let their hands ghost over your skin. It didn't matter, you'd found ways to satiate the need, even if it was just temporary. You freeze when there's a knock at your door.

You take a breath, notn quite trusting your voice.

"One moment."

Slipping on a spare night dress in a hurry, you open the door.

She's beautiful. Her eyes were low and glossy, and her pupils were blown wide. Her chest rises and falls as the ruffles on the nightdress adorn her body so prettily. What is it she reminds me of? I can't seem to put my finger on it.

"I saved you a plate. Luffy was supposed to come tell you but he sid you didn't respond." I speak, seeing her breathe catch for a second.

Her lips part just a pinch and it finally rings in my head.

A doll.

"Thank you. I'm sorry I couldn't join you sooner, bad attitude still."

I smile, my hand clenched in my pocket. Fuck my palms are sweaty. Shaking my head in response, I panic at the silence that follows. It was just like earlier when we first parted. I wanted to ask her if she was okay. If anything I'd know what a panic attack looks like and with the way her face seemed paler than before, and her hands shook, I couldn't be far off. Or maybe it was just sea sickness. Didn't matter, some things just were my place to ask. But I can't catch the question before it's out my mouth and in the air.

"Are you alright?"

She breathes heavily, shoulder slumping in exhale as she avoids my gaze. There it is. Whatever it was she was either gonna tell me a half-truth or a lie.

"Splendid."

Lie

I nod looking down the hall as if it'd help me escape and prevent any further questions I had from prospering. I was wrong.

"Fancy a drink?"

It's simultaneous and we laugh, so natural and her laugh is damn melodic.

Sanji was without a doubt one of the most talented chefs you'd ever had the pleasure of eating from. The food in front of you was proof of that. You can't help but melt at every bite of the dish before you, it was just so freaking good. Maybe it's cause you haven't had a proper meal in about a day or two as well. Mix that little fact with the wine he keeps pouring and you're done for.

Conversation flows easily, the two of you letting whatever comes to mind simply pass with each moment.

"So, about what he said earlier.." Sanji begins, inhaling from his cigarette as you swallow down the wine you'd just drank.

"The clown or Zoro? Either way, they were right to be cautious. I'm not a threat that's for sure though." You explain.

He hums in response, leaning against his hair with spread legs. Fuck his thighs look good strained against the fabric of his slacks.

"It's been a long time since I've been on a ship. I... I was on one years ago and I traveled to the exact island were going to. Arlong was stationed there and I guess I just never forgot my way back." You explain, tracing the rim of the glass. Not like you had a choice to forget where it was...

"You don't have to explain to me. We've both got trauma, we grow and we get better. You seem to have gotten better." He admits, gaze unwavering.

"Damn, I should be an actress then cause I'm one traumatic event from falling apart." You spoke as he laughs

Sarcastic humor seemed to be his forte and you couldn't help but feed into it, each giggle that slips past your lips creeping its way closer to a full belly laugh. And when he smiles like that, so pretty it makes your chest squeeze. His piercing peeks out just a little, mouth wide with a smile as he tilts his head back.

You sigh, sipping at the wine again, your both a bottle in, the second one nearing its end.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you're spoiling me Sanji." You hum, his smile was still present, blue eyes scanning your frame.

He stands, taking your empty plate before approaching the sink and speakng.

"You think so? Pretty girls shouldn't have to eat alone. Thought you'd like company" He admits, washing the dish, awaiting a response.

You finish off your glass and set it in the sink. He pauses for a moment, realising just how close you were, almost pressed against his back.

"Not a girl blondie." You whisper, the wine definitely sinking into your system if it hadn't before.

He swears, squeezing the sponge and plate. Any harder and it'd shatter.

The veins in his forearms are strained and you let yourgaze linger. As if your thought weren't far from ur at the moment this was only making it worse. You reach around him, just barely missing the curve o his hips.

"What're you-"

"A woman."

You shut the water off, stepping away from him with coy smile

"Thank you for the meal and the wine. It was lovely, Sanji."

He swears again, trying to cove it up with a laugh and another smile. Too late, you can see right past the facade.

"Ah, of course. Get some rest, Y/n"

Safe to say you love how Sanji says your name.

Morning comes quick and docking is quicker. Sanji is carrying the clown head sack this time and he doesn't seem too thrilled about it. You figured it best not to these him cause you could very well end up carrying the damn thing yourself if you didn't find his body. You manage to slip into some extra clothes, considering the ones you were wearing when this little excursion started were thoroughly torn from the fight.

Your shoes weren't practical but they'd have to do for now. A simple cream-colored blouse with a neckline that dipped almost too far down paired with some pants that were almost too tight was what you sported. Until your next docking point, you'd definitely have to make this last and maybe not have it get fucked up in a fight.

Though you didn't know much about this 'Nami' besides her name, you could feel whatever anxiety from the rest of the crew sink into your skin and turn your tummy. No one really spoke. Well, besides Usopp trying to convince everyone that he should go back to the ship.

You try keeping pace, Luffy and Zoro at the front, Sanji in the middle, Usopp and yourself lagging behind. Since he was the only one really talking, it wouldn't hurt to chat back.

"Soooo Nami, you guys know each other long?" You ask, slowing down so that you're side by side.

"No, but it feels like I have. I know she wouldn't do this to us just because. She's not that kind of person." He speaks, eyes solemn. If you were thinking correctly, each one of these 'crew' members, yourself included was picked up from somewhere else.

"I see. How did you end up on this crew anyway?" You ask, opening a door you had no idea about.

Usopp was about to tell you the story of a lifetime.

Authors note: heyyyy everyone here's chapter 4 a little longer than chapter 3. I'm really trying to like build this up before we get to the super 18+ parts but uhhh we got our first little taste lol. As stated before lmk if you'd like to be added to the taglist :D

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sinning-23 · 8 months

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Glass Chandelier

Link to chapter 1

Link to Chapter 3

Warnings: swearing, slightly suggestive content

Chapter 2

Sanji had promised himself he would never look at a woman in this way, yet here you were making his mouth water. Your hips dip down with each step you take, the plush of your thighs and ass melting into your waist so nicely. He wonders what it’d feel like under his palms but quickly shakes the thoughts away. If Patty wasn’t just fucking with him, you’d be back there tomorrow night too.

The interaction spins in his head over and over again as he separates seaweed and rice into bowls, focused on making each rice ball the perfect shape as he molds it in his hands. It proved to become increasingly more difficult the longer he thought of you though. One interaction as you consumed every waking thought. He had planned to be here on the ship with his newly made friend and his not-so-tolerable first mate but here he was...

According to Luffy, he was dying when he had come into the restaurant before opening and needed help. Though the morning's events had been in his head, you were wedged in here somewhere, the possibility of you being in your designated booth, the dim light making you look even more beautiful. God and your voice? He could melt whenever those honeyed tones slipped past your glossed lips.

Nami stomped in, a panic set in her eyes as she explained Arlong had threatened a few of the guests and part of his stomach sank. What if you were in here. What if he had threatened you or hurt you or-

Luffy is already heading out the door and Sanji doesn't stop himself from following close behind.

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It's bad...the bite is deep and the open wound is bound to get infected if he doesn't work quickly. Your eyes are watery and he curses himself for not being able to protect you, even if it's not his job and he really had no idea you would be here this early. Hell, with what he saw, you didn't really need protecting. You fought well, your attacks were calculated and swift. Like an angel... a very violent and precise angel.

He fights the urge to kiss your tears away, opting to lift you gently at the waist and onto the counter. Your hands are slightly clenched at your side as he grimaces at the blood-soaked towel. Your skin is so soft, littered with small faded scars here and there. Its warm under his touch and with the way the kitchen light hits it, it shimmers almost. Your eyes are low, focusing on the movement of his hands and forearms as he moves.

He knows you're staring but he opts not to point it out. He can't blame you though seeing as he's staring right back at you. The way your lip tucks slightly when he touches a particular tender part. How your skin is already forming darker bruises. It angers him but the fight is over now and there's not much else to do but recover. Your legs swing slightly and he smirks at this, how cute. He doesn't even know your name... And the question slips past his chapped lips so easily.

"Why, you wanna take me out on a date?"You tease, looking up at him from under long lashes, that sneaky little smirk playing at your lips.

Gods that sounded delightful. The vivid daydream of you on his arm while he pushed the hair from your face and kissed the back of your hand before you entered some sickly sweet date spot. How you'd swoon and shoot his flirts back with vigor. But no one actually says that to a woman they've never met. So Sanji opts to compliment your abilities as a fighter.

His index finger lifts your chin, and he's pleased to witness the color rise to your cheeks and your breath catch in your throat.

"You just took on 3 fishmen who were twice your size.I wanna know who I'm thanking for that." He speaks, looking you up and down. Little does he know, the action makes you heat.

If Zeff's exasperated sigh and grunt didn't pull him away, the frantic request to help from Usopp did and he was out of the kitchen before you could properly answer.

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Luffy lays helplessly against the doc, breath heavy as he tries to take in as much air as his lungs would allow. Nami was gone, and so was their map. The crew was falling apart at the seams and it didn't look as if there was a bright side, besides being alive that is. Sanji heaves, chest rising and falling as water falls from his soaked hair and down his face.

"Holy shit-" You huff, somewhat losing the limp in your walk as you approach the group of 3. "Is he okay?" You question, choking a bit when you peer down at Sanji's kneeling frame. So that's what was under that nicely tailored suit.

He only shakes his head, unsure, pushing the wet hair from his face. Sanji's gaze lingers for a while as he looks at your injury.

"Bleeding stopped. I'll live." You answer, feeling the gaze of the third party, a dark-skinned boy with a bandana, looking for answers through your short conversation with the blonde.

You grunt, using your dwindling strength to lift the curly-haired straw hat wearer up. Sanji helps as 'bandana' trails behind.

The ship wasn't too far ahead, and thank god it wasn't because despite how he looked this child was heavy as fuck. He managed to pick up some of his own weight along the way and in no time you were aboard the ship.

"You're a great fighter! You should join our crew you know." The boy who you'd learned was Luffy spoke, surprising you a bit.

Join a crew? His crew? As a pirate? Quite frankly it wouldn't be the weirdest thing you done. Spontaneous sure, but not odd. It was like the Baratie was hiring any time soon and your line of work had slowed since being at this restaurant for the last 6 months. You needed to pick up the slack and this last fight had shown just how rusty you'd gotten. However, being on a boat again...

"He asked me the same thing." the blonde hums, seeing you process the request.

A chuckle escapes you and you lean against the island in what looks like the kitchen as Luffy and 'bandana' leave to lord knows where. It wasn't much of a concern of yours when you were watching blondie throw a towel over his shoulders, just barely covering his arms and chest.

"Made your choice yet?" You quip, tucking your lip between your teeth.

He smirks, stepping closer as to fill the gap between the two of you. His hair is not as wet as before but it's still slightly damp. You can't help but look at his shirtless frame, hell any woman with a libido and type like yours would be drooling too.

He's genuinely thinking of a response, as if he hadn't quite made up his mind yet about the whole pirate thing. In your head, it would prove to be quite the adventure and perhaps you'd be able to see what the blond had prepared in terms of trying to court you. He'd already tried his hand, touching you just slightly here and there, his lingering gaze starting to burn you up.

"You made yours?"

Your fingers dance across his forearms, making note of the way they tense at your touch. Soon they're at his collarbone and down the line of his chest and torso.

His skin is so damn soft. How is that even possible. When you gaze up, his face is tinted and you can tell he's holding his breath.

"I'm still debating." You answer, head snapping n the direction of the new sound that had just interrupted.

"ZORO!"

The two of you make haste in traveling to where Luffy's voice rang out and sure enough there he was, very happily squeezing a very injured man in a relieved hug.

According to the very sloppy recap from the guy you learned was named Usopp and Luffy, this new guy 'Zoro' had decided it was a fabulous idea to challenge former warlord and infamous swordsman Dracule Mihawk.

The man laid before you was a bit taller than the blonde and a bit slimmer? You didn't focus much on his figure but the bright green hair sproutng from his head. He only spared you a small glance before closing his eyes back.

"That's gonna leave a pretty gnarly scar." You comment, arms crossed over your chest as his brow twitches.

"Better than having a chunk out my shoulder."

Touche

Luffy embraces the swordsman and his body tenses, a wince of pain spreading over his face. You cant help but smile at their bond. someone so loyal to their captain heyd fight death...and someone so loyal to their crew they'd keep them tethered...someone so supportive they have your back even if it kills them to do so.

"I had the strangest dream than Nami left." Zoro speaks, his eyes cracking open in somewhat disbelief.

"Nami?" You quip, brow raised.

"It wasnt a dream. She left with the Arlong pirates. And she took the map. Now we we have to save her." Luffy explains, a twing of hurt evident in his voice. Zoro doestn question it, only closing his eyes and taking a heavy breath..

"Im sorry, who is Nami?" You whisper to the blonde, brow raise slightly.

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The ship is quickly stocked with barrels of food and drink for the journey ahead. You'd already packed up the little bit of life you had and successfully tossed it aboard. Usopped rolled barrels as Zoro sat, three swords against his hip. You do what you can, pushing barrels here and there but Sanji is quick to make you sit when he sees this.

"Why do we need the waiter?" Zoro chirps from beside you, seeing as that's where you opted to sit.

"Because we cant boil water." Usopp responds as you sniker.

Zoro was less than talkative, the occasional heavy sigh filling the air. If you were to stay on this ship filled with testosterone until you arrived wherever 'Nami' was, you needed to make some friends. Even if it was temporary.

"Three swords is a choice. Wheres the third one go." You question, observing them a bit better now since you were seated next to him.

"You talk a lot." he answers, eyes closed, face still.

"You don't talk enough." You shoot back, crossing your arms over your chest.

This guys was such diva.

"You not too fond of blondie I'm realizing." It was only meant as an observation but that was enough to slightly open the conversation.

"I tolerate him for my captain's sake. Besided, apparently we cant boil water. He'll be at leat a little useful for something."

There’s a bit of silence before he speaks again, his eyes practically piercing through you.

“What’re you useful for?”

What an odd question. Sure you had skills in the fighting department. The little personality you had left felt like it left your body when you chose your profession…not like it was your choice.

You’d joined the crew in hopes the blonde would too….subconsciously that is. You were still trying for to fool yourself into thinking you hadn’t fallen for him in the slightest. You were wrong.

What are you useful for.

The ship begins to move and you also decide to remove yourself rom the swordsman. Any more questions and you’d be internally debating your entire existence fooling around with this goon. Perring over the ships edge a wave of dread hits you.

When’s the last time you set foot on a boat? Your wrists and ankles twinge a bit, a bitter memory making your stomach turn. Just because you suppress a memory doesn’t mean your body will forget it.

Perhaps this was a poor choice

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