Gold Air Desert Eagle

fic: You Sexy Thing

Title: You Sexy Thing
Author: Stateira
Beta: Noneeeee
Fandom
One Piece Characters / Pairing: Trafalgar Law / Eustass Kidd (hell yeah)
Rating :
NC17 Warnings:
Disclaimer: are not mine. I am from Oda. Oda is a fangirl, but damn, so I gladly gave his permission to write this kind of crap.
Note: This stuff here is written for the p0rn fest of fanfic_italia . The prompt is evil "Crossdressing". Many thanks to whoever suggested, I lit the day.


- You're the greatest thing in the world. - Law said the worst thing in the world.
But he said it with such solemn feeling that Kidd threatened to blush. It would not be bad if it happened: the burgundy-red blush would emphasize further its cheeks.
Trafalgar made a half turn around to him, to reiterate what was actually found him wonderful: if you enjoyed treacherous with eyes like embers off only at the surface. From beneath the pleated skirt saw a flash of the powerful legs of his favorite guinea pig. He could have bet that any woman in the world would kill to have legs like this: tonic, completely hairless, as straight trunks. It was not just the eyebrows: Eustass Kidd did not have a damn hair all over his body, but that kind of fire that had set on his head. Although Kidd was not able to pass a day without playing dice in his life, his body was explosive, indestructible.
- Why. Am. Tanned. Just like that - Kidd screamed. His face was so large that almost the entire face cut in half.
But there was little to be threatening, in a canottierina lace, complete with a neckline that offered a dizzying view of all nothing compared to the cosmic. The
flying goggles, as he had left to take them to him. But he demanded in return that put the blush.
- Why are rigged like a girl?!? - Exploded in all its indignation. Law
But more than just looked at him compassionately.
- Come on, you put a pencil under the eyes and the lipstick on the mouth. Not I see what changes a little 'color on the cheeks. -
- Change how! So are ridiculous! -
- Eustass, you're the most beautiful woman in the world. Instead get a reason. -
Well, frankly Kidd had some difficulty coming to terms with being the best pussy on the planet. It was not what to think about when make-up mouth with a thick layer of lipstick, at least. But he knew that if she called out, would only have made the happiness of the wicked. Trafalgar Law

measured with large strides the distance that separated him from the couch on which clothes were thrown practices Kidd, along with a couple of nautical charts and other stuff of his favorite band. To look good, now that he had on him, even those were too masculine. A pair of pants and a fur sash trip? Studs apart, were also a treat to him Hankock.
motioned for him to go to him. Repeated it to him, since he had Eustass proudly planted in the middle of the cabin and did not want to move. Three times.

- You're ruining the best moment of my life. - Warned him, with a charge control perfectly cracked voice.
- I'll kill you, Trafalgar. -
. Later you will fail and groped. But now you're mine. - By its disproportionate
katana, glared beneath the lower edge of the tank and pulled him close, not even snatch a little girl to dress that Kidd was wearing. She looked into his eyes, intently, with his beatific smile, satisfied that Kidd would never, ever wanted to know what other opportunities uncovered. Slipped the tip of the sword under the hem of her skirt and made her turn over sluggishly.
- I'm sure you do not understand anything about me, at this time. - Muttered, concentrated. - You must be thinking that I like a man dressed as a woman because I'm crazy like a cat to sea. Wait, wait, I know you're thinking it's trying to humiliate you taste. -
Kidd had to grab the blade with bare hands and avoid it from the point dangerously close to his leg where he was, but the anticipated Law, tricked his fingers with a swirling and cut a tiny shred of cloth.
- Not so. - Said very quietly, almost imperceptibly. - It is not. Tu me off your breath because I know that beneath that skirt there the ass of a man, and there are balls of a man and a man's penis. And you know, I love everything that's in you man. -
course, just say things as I told him, because Kidd's body went into consonance with his demands, and sell its icy katana. Of course.
- You're excited. - Notes mildly Law. It was never a good sign when "stated meekly." - I do not want to have sex with you. You'll ruin the trick and I should take off your clothes. As a good, Eustass, be content. -
Damn, damn, damn. The sword
adhered to the plate and began to rub his erection with the force of friction between the metal dry and the meat a little too moist. Kidd gave a groan surprised, but could not move, while Law was there to look at him with narrowed eyes and fingers to his mouth that held an imaginary cigarette.
The blade became hot almost immediately. Despite its length and its weight, the Law handled masterfully and managed to rub all over. Kidd, however, had a big problem with his speech, very concentrated and relaxed at the same time: it was so obvious that the same manufacturing obscenity crazy, in that his head is sick and is not surprised at all to be able to only come to that idea.
And not even surprised that Law to accompany him with a groan involved, when smeared with semen skirt.

Before we get to feel shame for having let masturbate rationally by a young lady dressed as a sword, had already ripped off those rags. Stark naked, he decided that no, his dignity was not yet fully defeated. He folded his arms across his chest, pretending that the last minutes of his life had never passed.
rolled Law his eyes briefly, but flew with astonishing patience on the ability of Kidd's always spoil the ending of the festival.
- Now you want to go out of my ship, Trafalgar? -
- Do not want the post-sex cuddling? -
- Which sex?!? -

The moment he said that Kidd wanted to take a fight on its own. But a little voice somewhere in his head, pointed out that, if nothing else, that means that a sentence was a true man.