Title: Arrested
Rating: R
Media: Fic
Pairing/Characters: Sanji x Nami, Steve the Marine (OC)
Word Count(if applicable): 291
Prompt: Capture
It was his first day as a Marine, and Steve decided it had ended poorly. He’d been standing guard and watching out for pirates when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He’d turned his head to see who it was, and then he was hit over the head.
When he awoke sometime later, he’d been robbed.
Steve was confused. He could see where a thief would want his wallet. He could even see where a thief would want his rifle – Marine issued weapons were popular contraband amongst pirates. But what use were his shirt, neckerchief, and his hat?
Click.
“Hands in the air, pirate. You’re under arrest!”
Sanji felt the barrel of a gun press into the back of his neck. He slowly did what he was told. “And what am I being accused of?”
“Piracy, loitering, jaywalking, and wearing pants that make your butt look like it was sculpted from stone.”
Sanji hissed. “Ooo, I’m going to get punished aren’t I?”
“I’m going to need to bring you in for interrogation.”
Sanji grinned and turned his head. “I’ll never talk.”
“Oh, I’ll MAKE you talk.”
“I bet you’ll try.”
Sanji turned around to face Nami, who was looking ravishing in her stolen Marine cap, stolen Marine shirt, stolen Marine neckerchief, and legitimately purchased lacy blue and white panties. The rifle (which had been stripped of any live rounds) was pointed at his chest. “You’ll never get anything out of me – not even if you tie me to the bed and keep me up all night long.”
“Oh, I’ll keep you up all night long,” Nami said in a low, husky whisper. “Now I’m going to need to confiscate your pants. I’ve been told you have valuable treasure in there.”
Rating: R
Media: Fic
Pairing/Characters: Sanji x Nami, Steve the Marine (OC)
Word Count(if applicable): 291
Prompt: Capture
It was his first day as a Marine, and Steve decided it had ended poorly. He’d been standing guard and watching out for pirates when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He’d turned his head to see who it was, and then he was hit over the head.
When he awoke sometime later, he’d been robbed.
Steve was confused. He could see where a thief would want his wallet. He could even see where a thief would want his rifle – Marine issued weapons were popular contraband amongst pirates. But what use were his shirt, neckerchief, and his hat?
Click.
“Hands in the air, pirate. You’re under arrest!”
Sanji felt the barrel of a gun press into the back of his neck. He slowly did what he was told. “And what am I being accused of?”
“Piracy, loitering, jaywalking, and wearing pants that make your butt look like it was sculpted from stone.”
Sanji hissed. “Ooo, I’m going to get punished aren’t I?”
“I’m going to need to bring you in for interrogation.”
Sanji grinned and turned his head. “I’ll never talk.”
“Oh, I’ll MAKE you talk.”
“I bet you’ll try.”
Sanji turned around to face Nami, who was looking ravishing in her stolen Marine cap, stolen Marine shirt, stolen Marine neckerchief, and legitimately purchased lacy blue and white panties. The rifle (which had been stripped of any live rounds) was pointed at his chest. “You’ll never get anything out of me – not even if you tie me to the bed and keep me up all night long.”
“Oh, I’ll keep you up all night long,” Nami said in a low, husky whisper. “Now I’m going to need to confiscate your pants. I’ve been told you have valuable treasure in there.”
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Date: 2011-01-12 07:51 pm (UTC)Valuable treasure indeed! I love their dialog exchange here! Poor Steve. He didn't stand a chance. I hope he doesn't get into too much trouble for losing those things but at least they were well enjoyed!
Loved it!
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Date: 2011-01-12 08:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-12 10:08 pm (UTC)Too delightful. I think Steve should just suck it up and be content to occasionally get mugged by adventuresome, crafty, sneaky cat-thieves who happen to wear the same size hat as him.
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:53 pm (UTC)(Mishagirl here on my rp acct)
Date: 2011-01-17 09:48 am (UTC)