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darktrent182) wrote2009-11-11 07:22 pm
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FIC: Danger [One Piece]
TITLE: Danger
DISCLAIMER: One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda. Written for entertainment purposes, no money made, please don't sue, yadda.
FANDOM: One Piece
PAIRING: Buggy/Shanks
WORD COUNT: 300
WARNING: Kink.
RATING: R for implied stuff.
SUMMARY: It's not the knife that's the rush.
PROMPT: Rush
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sucky title, but I kinda like how this turned out?
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The tip of the knife traced slowly down one cheek, and then the other, the cold metal one slice away from severing an artery, a vein. It traced along his lower lip, across his cheekbone, around an ear.
The knife trailed ever so lightly over his Adam's apple as he breathed, down his chest, the metal catching in the fabric of his shirt. When it reached the waist of his pants, it dragged back up, cold metal on skin again forcing a shiver from him.
Once upon a time, that knife was dangerous. He would've screamed at the feel of it against his skin, but now... now it was like the caress of an old flame, cool and sweet, the danger past.
Opening his eyes, he followed the progress of the brown eyes watching him. His shirt was gone, but it wasn't like he didn't have more. Air brushed against his chest, the knife a solid counterpoint.
"How does this feel?" the red-haired teenager asked above him, tracing a swirling design on his chest, alternating between the flat of the blade and the tip.
He stretched, his back arching, and watched with a kind of smug amusement as Shanks pulled the knife away instead of letting it carve into his skin. It wasn't like it would leave a mark.
"You're still squeamish." He smirked, bending his right leg until his foot was flat on the bed. He interlaced his fingers behind his head and stretched again, his eyes closing at the delicious pull of muscles, the kiss of metal against him.
"I don't want to hurt you," Shanks murmured, the knife still resting against Buggy's chest.
"As if you could." Buggy snorted. To prove his point, he used his right foot to gain leverage and force himself upwards, into the knife.
Watching Shanks' surprise -- that's the rush Buggy wanted.
DISCLAIMER: One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda. Written for entertainment purposes, no money made, please don't sue, yadda.
FANDOM: One Piece
PAIRING: Buggy/Shanks
WORD COUNT: 300
WARNING: Kink.
RATING: R for implied stuff.
SUMMARY: It's not the knife that's the rush.
PROMPT: Rush
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sucky title, but I kinda like how this turned out?
***
The tip of the knife traced slowly down one cheek, and then the other, the cold metal one slice away from severing an artery, a vein. It traced along his lower lip, across his cheekbone, around an ear.
The knife trailed ever so lightly over his Adam's apple as he breathed, down his chest, the metal catching in the fabric of his shirt. When it reached the waist of his pants, it dragged back up, cold metal on skin again forcing a shiver from him.
Once upon a time, that knife was dangerous. He would've screamed at the feel of it against his skin, but now... now it was like the caress of an old flame, cool and sweet, the danger past.
Opening his eyes, he followed the progress of the brown eyes watching him. His shirt was gone, but it wasn't like he didn't have more. Air brushed against his chest, the knife a solid counterpoint.
"How does this feel?" the red-haired teenager asked above him, tracing a swirling design on his chest, alternating between the flat of the blade and the tip.
He stretched, his back arching, and watched with a kind of smug amusement as Shanks pulled the knife away instead of letting it carve into his skin. It wasn't like it would leave a mark.
"You're still squeamish." He smirked, bending his right leg until his foot was flat on the bed. He interlaced his fingers behind his head and stretched again, his eyes closing at the delicious pull of muscles, the kiss of metal against him.
"I don't want to hurt you," Shanks murmured, the knife still resting against Buggy's chest.
"As if you could." Buggy snorted. To prove his point, he used his right foot to gain leverage and force himself upwards, into the knife.
Watching Shanks' surprise -- that's the rush Buggy wanted.
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Nice~
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Score! \o/
I'm glad that you enjoyed the fic, even if it had Buggy in it? *big brown eyes* As annoying as he is in canon, I actually kinda like him. The thought that he and Shanks experimented a bit after he discovered what his DF power did intrigues me. :D
And yeah, Shanks wouldn't want to, not to a friend. *pets Shanks*
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The makeup can be conveniently left out when they're kids, because Buggy was very cute as a teenager. The nose, however, is kind of cute in its own way. *^^*
Dammit, I need a Buggy icon. Or a Buggy/Shanks one.
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Oh and! A lot of temperature detail too, I thought that was great. ♥
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And yay, glad you liked! :D
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Uhm. Wow. That was hotter than it had any right to be.
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And, well, since I'm a Buggy/Shanks 'shipper (especially when they were teenagers on the Oro Jackson), well...
Thank you for the comment! Comments make fic writers very happy. :D
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They are so CANON D: :P
I know :3
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I know my own trouble is writing their personalities, so it would take some more time and exposure to both characters before I could really pin them down that well. *^^*
But yay for another Buggy/Shanks fan! We're few, but fierce! :D
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oh yes. I have that trouble too... I mean.. I have only written one so I don't have much experience... but I also noticed that it's rather easy to fall into OOC.
AMEN! :D
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I'll bet that would be fun, to stab yourself and watch the other guy freak out. XP
Nicely done. ^^
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But yes, considering how much Buggy sneers and laughs whenever someone attacks him with an edged weapon, I can see him reveling in the fact that he can't be cut anymore as soon as he figures out what his Devil's Fruit power does. And considering that Shanks is a good guy, and he wouldn't want to hurt someone he considers a friend -- at least not in a permanent, debilitating way -- I figure that he'd have a problem with intentionally shoving a knife into Buggy, despite all evidence that Buggy can't be hurt that way anymore.
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Yeah, I could totally see that. Hmm... Buggy the uneffective masochist and Shanks the unwilling sadist. Interesting. XP
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Knife smut!
(I secretly want Zosan like this where Sanji cuts Zoros clothes off and not so much stabby but..)
AWESOME.
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(I dunno about knife-smut with Zoro and Sanji, but then again, I wrote it for Buggy and Shanks, so never say never, I guess.)
Thank you! Glad you enjoyed!