Summery : Successful but lonely businessman Sukuna gave up on love. Why put his heart on the line when he can just as easily buy “love” from the prettiest escorts of Tokyo? But why does this supposedly fake love feel so real when he’s with the new boy he booked?
This is commission I draw for @yuujispinkhair, the fic is really fun!
I don't wanna check into the Tokyo Love Hotel. I just want your love all to myself
Successful but lonely businessman Sukuna gave up on love. Why put his heart on the line when he can just as easily buy "love" from the prettiest escorts of Tokyo? But why does this supposedly fake love feel so real when he's with the new boy he booked?
Chapter 1 ++ Chapter 2 ++ Chapter 3
Pairing: Sukuna x Escort!Yuuji
Genre: Escort AU, smut, fluff
Word Count: 4k
Playlist: Sukuita Escort AU
Warnings: 18+, smut, sex work, age gap (Yuuji is 21 and Sukuna 30), oral, fingering, rimming, anal, cumshot, cum eating, light choking, alcohol, light angst, mention of a side character's death in later chapters, mutual pining. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.
Returning to his penthouse in Tokyo feels strange, and Sukuna can't put his finger on why that is the case. It's not like his spacious apartment lacks any luxury. Maybe it's because he isn't at the beach anymore. Or maybe it's because he knows he will return to his stressful work tomorrow morning.
But what bothers him the most is how empty his bed feels. It's ridiculous, but he catches himself rolling onto his side and reaching out, only to have his hand land on a cold, unoccupied silk pillow.
His fingers grab the pillow, clenching and unclenching on top of the soft fabric before he groans and rolls onto his back again, staring up at his ceiling.
It was only one night, but it felt nice to have a warm body next to him, to feel Yuuji's head resting on his chest. Warm skin and firm muscles under his hand and soft breathing anytime he woke up.
He sighs, willing himself to let go of those thoughts. He doesn't need someone sleeping next to him! The last time another person slept in this bed was when his former fiancee still lived with him. A grim chuckle escapes his lips. He definitely doesn't need her back. And he doesn't need anyone else either!
All he needs from time to time is a day off and a tight body to fuck.
Maybe he can call Gojo tomorrow and ask him to schedule another date with one of his pretty boys or girls next week. Friday evening perhaps, to reward himself for another hard work-week.
A mental image of honey-colored eyes pops into his mind. Heavy lidded, gazing at him through long lashes. Pretty tears and Sukuna's cum slowly running down flushed cheeks. Ok, maybe he will ask Gojo for one boy in particular.
He sees Yuuji again five days later. Looking all handsome in a black designer suit paired with an orange dress shirt and a black tie.
Sukuna is used to turning people's heads with his good looks. But tonight, he can also see everyone stop and risk a glance at the pretty boy next to him as Sukuna and Yuuji make their way to their table for two.
Yuuji is gorgeous. Sukuna feels a hunger stir deep inside him as he sits across from his pretty companion, only listening half-heartedly to the waiter explaining today's special suggestions. Because as much as Sukuna appreciates award-winning cuisine, he feels that this particular hunger can only be sated by indulging in the beautiful boy across from him.
Yes, it was the right decision to book Yuuji again. And their "date" at one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city is the perfect way to de-stress. It's called that way because this is the way around the law. Officially Sukuna and Yuuji are just two lonely hearts meeting each other for a romantic date, and once they leave the restaurant, they are considered a couple. A couple who can have all the sex they want
Sukuna smirks at the thought, and Yuuji smiles his sweet sunshine smile and thanks Sukuna for wanting to see him again. He inquires about Sukuna's week and his work. Asks him whether he had a chance to try the meatballs recipe Yuuji wrote into the notes app on Sukuna's phone last weekend while he was lying at the beach and had told Sukuna about his skills in the kitchen.
If Sukuna is honest, it doesn't feel like a cover-up for prostitution. It really feels like a date.
He huffs softly at the stupid thought and hides it by taking a sip from his wine. He shouldn't indulge in naive thoughts like these. This is business. He pays a fair amount of money, and in turn, Yuuji provides him with his charming company. It would be foolish to think anything else.
Sukuna takes the boy to his penthouse afterwards. He paid for the special package after all. Dinner and then anything he wants. And tonight, he wants Yuuji on all fours on his bed, gasping and moaning when Sukuna takes him.
Everything about Yuuji is addictive and perfect. The cute needy noises he makes, the way his beautiful muscles flex while getting fucked senseless. He is sweet and submissive and clenches his tight little hole so expertly around Sukuna's thick length.
Yuuji is his perfect dirty fantasy when he lets Sukuna fuck him any way he likes. When he leans against Sukuna's chest when the CEO pulls him up, one strong hand wrapped tightly around Yuuji's throat, holding him in place, choking him lightly as Sukuna rams his cock into him with hard deep thrusts.
Yuuji trembles and moans and cums so hard all over Sukuna's bed that it's really the cutest thing Sukuna ever saw.
When Yuuji leaves, it's too soon. Sukuna's hand darts out, losing control just a little, and grabs the boy's tie to pull him into one last kiss, deep and passionate. He can feel Yuuji smile against his lips.
Sukuna watches the elevator door close slowly. The last thing he sees of the boy is his pretty smile. And that smile keeps popping into Sukuna's mind while he sits in his home office for the next hour, going through his e-mails one last time before calling it a night.
Sukuna books Yuuji again and again, much to Gojo's amusement.
"Aww, you have never used my services that frequently before. I knew cute Yuuji would grow on you."
They meet every other week. Sukuna likes to take Yuuji to the finest restaurants. He loves to see the boy's eyes become big when he sees all the exquisite dishes brought to their table. And he loves to see those eyes close in pleasure when he lets the finest foods melt on his tongue. That's almost exactly how he looks when Sukuna cums in his pretty mouth.
Sukuna likes that good food is a common interest they have. Yuuji tells him he cooks a lot and watches the food channel religiously to find new recipes and learn more skills. And Sukuna, in turn, tells Yuuji about the cooking lessons he took from one of his friends, who is a chef at one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city.
Yuuji appreciates delicious meals, and Sukuna knows where to get them and has the money to pay for them. It's the ideal match.
Yuuji's pretty eyes always light up when he sees all the exquisite dishes. And he thanks Sukuna with the best blow jobs the CEO ever received. And with his gorgeous body writhing perfectly beneath Sukuna's, moaning and whining so cute and looking so pretty when he cums in thick milky spurts all over himself.
He is an angel. Sweet and pure even though he is someone who gets paid for sex. It's this innocence that makes Sukuna's head spin. That makes him want to care for the boy and spoil him like his good little pet.
And so he takes him to those exclusive restaurants and makes sure to order full course meals every single time.
And he buys gifts for Yuuji.
The first is the luxurious knife set Yuuji saw on the food channel. He squeals when Sukuna gives it to him and makes sure to bounce extra cutely on the man's cock afterwards.
More gifts follow after that first one. Cashmere sweats and the Lacoste sneakers Yuuji was gushing about when they passed a shop window downtown. More kitchen utensils. And Sukuna's favorite gift is a delicate gold necklace with a small tiger charm because Yuuji's eyes somehow remind him of tigers.
The necklace looks cute on Yuuji, and he beams happily, promising Sukuna that he will never take it off. Somehow this makes Sukuna's cock twitch in his pants. Yes, he wants that. He wants Yuuji to wear something Sukuna gave him. It's like he left his mark on the boy, claiming his territory.
It's a stupid notion, of course. After all, Sukuna knows that he isn't Yuuji's only client. But this is dangerous ground. The thought of his angel with someone else makes Sukuna grip his wine glass too tightly. It's best not to think about it.
And so he just keeps on booking Yuuji. He takes him to dinner. Or occasionally meets him in one of Gojo's clubs, where he asks Yuuji to sit on his lap in one of the private booths. Sukuna likes how the boy wraps his arms around his neck and snuggles against him. So affectionate and cuddly, pressing his strong body against Sukuna as if seeking his warmth and asking for Sukuna to take care of him. It awakens something primal in Sukuna.
He always ends up fucking Yuuji on those evenings. Takes him home and pushes him onto his bed, marveling at how pretty Yuuji looks, naked on Sukuna's dark red silk sheets, spread out for him in all his beauty. Buff muscles and tan skin, pretty thick cock oozing milky beads of pre-cum onto his taut abs because he is so horny for Sukuna. Breathless moans and needy mewls. Honey eyes half-lidded with desire and pretty pink lips hanging open.
Yuuji is always so pliant under Sukuna's touch. His strong arms and muscular legs wrap tightly around his Master as Sukuna snaps his hips, fucking him with deep hard thrusts. Yuuji's sweet voice becomes higher when he's close to cumming, whining, and mewling so cutely and saying all those lovely things.
"Ah yes...oh oh, Master!! Fuck me like that, yeah...feels so good, ah! You make me feel so good!"
Sukuna wants to believe it, and part of him does. He is confident about his skills in the bedroom. And the way Yuuji cums tells him that his cute pet really enjoys what Sukuna is doing to him. All those intense orgasms that make Yuuji's whole body tremble, cute ass tightening so sweetly around Sukuna's cock, milking him with the spasms of Yuuji's high, big loads of cum shooting over both of them in messy, sticky spurts.
Yes, it's easy to believe that Yuuji really enjoys getting fucked by Sukuna.
Yuuji's POV:
Yuuji is happy that he gained Sukuna as a regular client. The sexy CEO already became his favorite when they were still at the beach resort. He was so sweet to Yuuji. And he continues to be just as charming now that they are back in Tokyo.
Sukuna treats Yuuji so well and takes him to the best restaurants in the city. He is a powerful and dominant man but also polite and caring. He makes Yuuji feel all tingly and excited anytime they see each other.
Sukuna is handsome, sexy, and rich.
And Yuuji does anything in his power to make his sexy client happy. It's easy because Yuuji really enjoys being with Sukuna. He enjoys having Sukuna's gorgeous cock in his mouth. He enjoys getting fucked into the mattress by the sexy CEO. He enjoys being the perfect naughty angel that Sukuna loses his mind for.
Yuuji is proud of himself. Gojo told him that usually, Sukuna never books the same escort over such a long time. But it has been weeks, and he doesn't seem to get tired of Yuuji. It earned him a bonus from his boss and a warm feeling in his chest.
Yuuji is dedicated to continuing fulfilling Sukuna's fantasies.
Just yesterday, Yuuji stayed for hours at the penthouse. First, Sukuna fucked him in his bed, and afterwards, they took a long shower together, making out in the warm water and washing each other's hair with Sukuna's luxurious cherry blossom scented shampoo.
It got so late that they both got hungry again and instead of ordering takeout Yuuji told Sukuna that he would cook something for them.
And so Yuuji ended up in Sukuna's fancy kitchen humming to himself as he prepared a snack for Sukuna and himself while wearing the pink apron he found in the kitchen. Only the apron, nothing else. He smiled when he heard the CEO come into the kitchen behind him, knowing that Sukuna would enjoy the view.
Of course, he had planned that Sukuna would fuck him bent over the kitchen counter. But he didn't expect that his client would drop to his knees behind Yuuji and eat his ass. Sukuna was so loving, making Yuuji almost burn their food because he got so carried away as Sukuna's tongue fucked into him.
Yuuji was a moaning, horny mess by the time the CEO sat him on the kitchen counter and fucked him with strong thrusts of his fat cock, pressing his forehead against Yuuji's as they both gasped and groaned.
"You're so naughty. Wearing that little apron and seducing me with your cute ass."
"Oh, but I'm only thinking of your wellbeing, Master. You deserve a yummy meal and a nice fuck before bedtime."
"I see..so you are naughty and cute. I approve of that combination."
Sukuna grabbed Yuuji's chin afterwards and kissed him with so much passion that it made Yuuji's head spin. He wouldn't have minded staying longer and letting Sukuna fuck him a few times more.
It's a bit embarrassing that he gets so hard for a customer. But Sukuna is so dominant and sexy that it drives Yuuji insane.
And Sukuna takes good care of him and always makes sure that Yuuji enjoys it too.
Yuuji feels warm and safe in Sukuna's arms. It's ridiculous to say that because Yuuji is definitely not the type of guy who needs a protector. He is tall and buff and strong. But it feels so nice to get held in a pair of strong arms. To have someone who presses his solid body against Yuuji's back and kisses his neck and cuddles him.
Yuuji likes how caring Sukuna is and how gentle this powerful and strong man is with him. He likes how Sukuna looks at him with so much desire in his otherwise cold gaze. He likes that Sukuna treats him with respect even though he is that successful and powerful man, and Yuuji is just a poor College student who works as an escort. Sukuna makes him feel special and admired.
Maybe that's why Yuuji is currently sitting in his film analysis course, playing with the pretty tiger charm Sukuna gave him and blushing furiously while daydreaming about a certain pink-haired CEO.
Sukuna's POV:
Sukuna can't help it. He's sitting in his fancy office, his desk is full of work, but he can't get anything done today. He is restless and distracted. There is a hunger in him. A new-found craving that is so intense that he cannot focus on the statistics he is currently trying to check.
His hands come up to his face, fingers massaging his temples as he stares at the computer screen, trying to make sense of the spreadsheet in front of him.
But his brain decides to interfere. Instead of numbers, it supplies him with an image of Yuuji, wearing nothing but a Hello Kitty apron, pink like his hair.
The apron was a stupid gift from Sukuna's sister. She had given it to him years ago. It's an inside joke they have because she started referring to him as Hello Kitty back when he was sixteen and in the middle of his rebellious phase where he decided to dye his hair pink.
His sister's teasing was actually the reason why he had kept the pink hair all those years, just to show her that he was stubborn enough to ignore her teasing and prove to her that even as the CEO of a company like S.H.R.I.N.E, he could pull off pink hair.
He had forgotten about the apron until that evening three days ago. Until he walked into his kitchen to get greeted by a sight that almost made him moan out loud.
Yuuji was standing at the stove, preparing a delicious-smelling meal. But even more delicious was the view. The boy was naked except for the Hello Kitty apron, which was closed with a sloppy bowknot around Yuuji's hips. And beneath that bowknot was that cute round ass, firm and muscular, looking so juicy that Sukuna's mouth watered at the sight.
The pink bow made Yuuji look like he was wrapped as a gift. And what a fine gift he was!
Sukuna walked over to his cute pet, grabbing that firm ass and giving it a squeeze, making the boy gasp and then chuckle so cutely before leaning back against Sukuna's body.
"Hey, Sukuna. You have such a pretty apron. I hope you don't mind me wearing it."
He was so cute. Sukuna just couldn't get enough of him.
And so the powerful CEO was on his knees only a moment later, spreading those cute ass cheeks and fucking the boy with his tongue, cock straining against his sweatpants, when he heard the sweet horny noises Yuuji was making.
Sukuna draws in a sharp breath. He has to stop! If his thoughts stray further, he will have an unprofessional problem in his pants. But the thing is this: He has to see Yuuji again. That craving won't go away. Not until he is balls deep in that cute ass again.
His elegant fingers are already dancing over his phone, unlocking it and opening the chat with Gojo.
Two days later, he finally gets another fill of the sweetest treat Infinity Escorts has to offer.
Yuuji waits for him at the street corner three blocks from his office. Sukuna can spot him immedeately.
His pretty boy with the pretty pink hair. His hands are shoved casually into the pocket of his yellow hoodie. His outfit is casual today: jeans, a hoodie, and red Nike hightops. But his muscular frame is still visible even with those loose-fitting clothes. He looks athletic, straight out of the gym, young and gorgeous.
Yuuji's face lights up with his sunshine smile when he recognizes the car, and he lifts his right hand in a wave.
Sukuna's chest feels weird. Too warm and too fluttery. He turns the AC up.
Yuuji looks so stunning and pretty when he gets into the car and quickly leans over to press a gentle kiss on Sukuna's cheek and place a hand on his thigh with a sweet sounding:
"Hello, Master. I missed you."
He is so cute. And his hand feels good on Sukuna's thigh. Especially after a stressful day like the one Sukuna had. His dick is already hardening in his suit pants, soon pressing almost painfully against the firm fabric as Sukuna drives just a little too fast towards his apartment.
Yuuji's hand travels from his thigh to the front of Sukuna's pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them to shove his hand into Sukuna's boxer briefs to cup his throbbing cock. He twitches under Yuuji's touch, hot and needy.
And before the CEO can even voice a complaint, Yuuji's hand already wraps around him and pumps him lovingly while Sukuna is still driving.
"Ah, finally! Master, I missed your gorgeous cock so much. I thought about you when I touched myself. You feel so amazing in my hand. Can't wait to have you inside me again!"
Only a few minutes later, his Porsche is parked on the side of the road, and Sukuna's hands are running through soft pink hair, and his hips buck uncontrollably as Yuuji swallows around his cock, taking him deep into his sweet mouth.
The car is filled with soft groans and the loud slurping sounds of Yuuji's warm mouth going down on Sukuna, giving him head so good that Sukuna knows he will cum much too fast.
This wasn't planned. He wanted to take Yuuji to his penthouse and fuck him there. Sukuna isn't the type of man who is so desperate that he goes for a fast fuck in his car.
But the moment the boy slipped into the passenger seat, Sukuna started to spin out of control. And now all he knows is Yuuji's warm silky mouth on his cock, and the cute noises he makes, his drool running down his chin as he bops his head so perfectly on Sukuna's cock.
Sukuna curses under his breath as his fingers tighten in Yuuji's soft pink hair, and he snaps his hips, fucking the boy's pretty mouth with needy thrusts.
He cums with a low growl, pressing Yuuji's pretty face down on his cock, shooting his whole load down the boy's throat.
"Swallow it all, baby. Don't want to have a mess on my leather seats."
He wouldn't even have to say it, though. Yuuji is the perfect pet, obediently swallowing every last drop of Sukuna's cum, bopping his mouth a few times more on Sukuna's spent dick and then licking over the tip, cleaning him thoroughly while pretty honey eyes gaze up at him so lovingly.
"Such a good boy."
But now that he satisfied that first craving, Sukuna feels anger wash over him. Not at Yuuji but at himself. This is weak behavior! To give in to his urges like this, unable to hold back and stay in control. Letting Yuuji blow him on the side of the road as if he is one of those pathetic clients who won't even take their escorts to a nice hotel room or a fancy apartment.
His hands grab the steering wheel too tight as he resumes driving, silently fuming at his loss of control.
"Hey, can I turn on the stereo, please?"
Yuuji's voice sounds cheerful. Sukuna thinks he sounds just as pretty as he looks. The CEO wordlessly presses the button on his steering wheel that activates the radio, instantly making the sound of some pop song fill the car, loud and upbeat.
Yuuji makes a cute squeaking noise.
"Ohh, that's my fave song at the moment!"
He turns the volume up, singing along to the music, sounding so happy and cute.
A smirk tugs at the corners of Sukuna's lips, and by the time he turns into his street, he is smiling outright too. It's impossible to stay irritated next to an excited Yuuji.
This evening Sukuna takes his time with Yuuji. He fucks him slow. Caresses and kisses every inch of his gorgeous body, turning his cute plaything into a moaning, begging, horny mess. Sukuna worships Yuuji's beauty before claiming him.
Yuuji's legs are thrown over Sukuna's shoulders, fingers raking up and down his back, moaning and sobbing Sukuna's name when he finds completion on Sukuna's cock.
It's later on, when they lie next to each other on the large bed, naked limbs entangled, Yuuji's head resting on Sukuna's chest when another longing creeps into Sukuna's heart.
He doesn't want Yuuji to leave. It's so comfortable to lay here with him and lazily stroke his soft pink hair, which makes Yuuji purr like a kitten. It feels nice and relaxing, domestic even. And Sukuna can't stop himself from pressing a kiss to Yuuji's forehand and announcing in a low, sleepy voice:
"I want you to stay the whole night. Does that cost extra?"
"Usually yes, but not for you."
He can hear the smile in Yuuji's voice, and then the boy presses a soft kiss to Sukuna's chest, right next to one of his nipples. Yuuji yawns and sighs happily, and then he cuddles even closer into Sukuna's arms. Like a cute kitten.
So sweet. So good for Sukuna. The cure to the tension he always feels from the stress at work. Here with Yuuji, he feels none of that. He feels light, full of bliss. The sweet feeling of being sated after fucking his balls empty into this cute tight ass over and over again.
Yuuji brought the beach to him, even here in the middle of hectic Tokyo. Maybe it wasn't the beach after all that brought Sukuna peace. Maybe it is all Yuuji's doing.
Good thing that Sukuna has enough money to enjoy his little personal stress reliever as often as he likes. His black card never runs out of credit, and he knows his old friend Gojo will be more than happy to arrange more dates with Yuuji for him.
Thank you so much for reading another chapter of my Escort AU!! How do you like their meetings back in Tokyo? Is sweet Yuuji maybe crushing a bit on his fave client? :) And what about our lovely CEO? Seems like he needs Yuuji's company a lot lately! He seems a bit lonely in his big penthouse all on his own.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please let me know what you think. Comments and reblogs make me happy!
Since I can't edit posts with polls and I can't add polls to reblogs, I'll use this post to keep everything for the choose your own adventure fic together so everyone can find it easier.
(Also apologies for the pairings tag spam. This story will end up with one of a possible six pairings depending on what choices everyone makes and I want fans of each pairing to have an equal chance. Rest assured I'll only tag the relevant pairings in each poll, not every single one.)
Dinner and a Murder: A Mr. Prince Mystery Master Post
Sanji sits down in the empty seat next to Law.
Law’s eyes go wide as he does, but a soft smile graces his lips as Sanji settles down.
Luffy takes a seat on his other side at the head of the table, and Zoro sits across from him as the others finally make their way over to the table.
Ace hooks his cane on the back of the empty chair next to Law before he sits down, and Usopp slides into the seat across from him, leaving Nami to sit between him and Zoro, across from Law.
Once they’re all seated, Iva and the rest of the staff bring out the food, setting Luffy, Sanji, and Usopp’s plates down first.
Luffy is bouncing in his seat, already reaching out for the food as it's placed in front of him, even as Iva smacks his hands away. His wide, pleading eyes dart between Sanji and Iva, before finally landing on Ace.
“Wait until everyone has some,” Ace laughs and raises his brow, “It’s more polite, and I’m sure Sanji will appreciate it.”
Sanji blinks, surprised he’s somehow a factor in Luffy’s behavior, but Luffy turns his determined gaze to him and nods, his hands instead gripping the edge of the table tight to restrain himself.
“You can even get Luffy to behave,” Law says, a hint of a smile on his face, “You must be the real deal.”
“A detective and a Luffy moderator all in one,” Zoro jokes, but his smile is bright and his face is soft as he looks at him, “You’re really the whole package.”
Sanji blushes at the compliments, but his smile is pleased as the staff brings out the rest of the plates.
Once everyone is served, Iva declares, “This is one of the greatest meals I’ve ever made, if I do say so myself.” They take a short bow, “Bon appetit.”
Luffy wastes no time in snatching up his utensils and digging right in. The display is unruly, but just like with the chili, Sanji appreciates his enthusiasm.
He eats his food at a more moderate pace, and is hit with the delicious flavors of the dish. He makes sure to extend his compliments to Iva.
“Thank you, Mr. Black,” Iva says with a bow, “I knew you had good taste.”
Everyone else heaps compliments in their direction, and they take a dramatic bow as they head back into the kitchen.
The rest of the meal is spent in pleasant conversation. It’s obvious that everyone here are very good friends, joking and laughing with each other as they eat, the mood in the room light and pleasant. And Zoro, Law, and Luffy make sure he’s included in the conversation too, despite being the new guy in this group, going out of their way to ask his opinion or explain parts of a story he wasn’t there for, which he appreciates.
“So then,” Nami has to take a moment to get her laughter under control as she gestures between Usopp and Zoro, “Then, once the cop that handcuffed them is turned, Zoro turned to Usopp and said-”
“You don’t have to tell him that part.” Zoro’s face blushes a brilliant red, making him look all the more striking in his embarrassment, and Sanji knows he won’t rest until he hears the rest of this story.
“No no,” Usopp laughs, “You gotta own your brilliant ideas. That’s what you tell me all the time.”
“He said,” Nami clears her throat, dropping her voice as she does her best Zoro impression, “We should play rock-paper-scissors.”
“So I’m sitting there,” Usopp adds, his grin mischievous, “handcuffed to one of my best friends, scared out of my mind that I’m going to jail for the rest of my life, and this is Zoro’s suggestion for how to get out of it.” He laughs and shakes his head, “Naturally, I calmly ask him what the hell he’s talking about.”
“More like shrieked it,” Zoro smirks in a way that has Sanji’s stomach flipping, “And you weren’t calm at all, flailing about the place like a fish out of water.”
“Minor details,” Usopp waves his correction away, as he turns to Sanji, “And do you want to know what he said next?”
“He does not,” Zoro says at the same time Sanji says, “What did he say next?”
“Loser gets their hand chopped off,” Nami says in her best Zoro voice, “And we make a run for it.”
The whole table bursts into laughter – even Zoro can’t fight the little snickers at his past self’s behavior.
“Oh man,” Luffy says, his smile bright and sunny in a way that makes it hard for Sanji to look away, “You’re too funny, Zoro.”
“Like the cops wouldn’t have followed the obvious blood trail to the hospital,” Ace laughs too.
“Technically speaking,” Law chimes in with a handsome smirk of his own, his eyes meeting Sanji’s,]“You can reattach a severed hand, if you found a surgeon in time.”
Sanji smiles mischievously back at him, as if they’re in on the same secret, and says, “And how long would it be before they ran out of time, Doctor?”
“About a day,” Law rests his head in his hand as he gazes softly at him, “if they were lucky.”
“I have ample luck,” Zoro smirks in that confident way that makes Sanji’s heart stutter, “See? You would have been fine.”
“Fantastic, good to know,” Usopp points his fork at him, “Next time I’ll let you cut off your hand. I’m sure Law will be thrilled to sow it back on.”
The table roars with laughter once more, the mirth and delight echoing around the room.
Once everyone has finished with their food, and Iva and the staff clear the plates away, Ace lets out a heavy sigh, grabbing his cane as he stands up.
“What do you say?” He grins as he nods to the door, “After dinner drinks in the ballroom?”
Everyone enthusiastically agrees, so they all make their way into the hallway.
There’s a loud rumble of thunder overhead, the lights flickering a little in its aftermath, reminding everyone of the storm still raging outside.
“Storm’s still going strong, huh?” Law says, his eyes darting to a nearby window.
“Looks like it,” Sanji nods, his mood falling at the thought of driving home in this.
“Guess you all will have to stay the night,” Ace says with a polite smile, “If that’s alright with you.”
“It’s preferable, yes,” Nami agrees easily, and everyone else voices their agreements as well.
“Awesome! It’s a slumber party!” Luffy grins, “I’ll go tell Bon-Chan to get the rooms ready for you guys.”
With one last delightful laugh, he scampers off towards the kitchen, but Sanji’s heart feels a soft pang as he watches him go.
“Bet you five hundred bucks he’s just looking for more to eat,” Nami snickers.
“That’s a sucker's bet,” Ace laughs as he leads them towards the ballroom.
“Actually,” Law glances away once they reach the ballroom door, “There was something I’ve been meaning to look at in the study, since I’m here.”
“If you’re done socializing for the night you can just say so,” Usopp laughs, making Law growl, “We’re all used to it by now.”
Law’s eyes quickly dart to Sanji before looking away again, a faint pink spreading across his cheeks, “I’d like to continue talking with you guys, but…”
“It’s fine,” Sanji is quick to assure him, giving him a soft smile as he gestures at the storm still raging outside, “It’s not like we’re going anywhere anytime soon.”
“Right,” Law gives him one last smile and a nod as he wanders off, “I’ll see you later.”
Sanji watches him go, a little disappointed at this turn of events.
“Anyway,” Ace waves them into the ballroom and heads for the drink cart, “What can I get you all to drink?”
They tell him, but Sanji’s surprised not to hear a request from Zoro. A quick glance around reveals that he’s not even in the room.
“Where’s Zoro?”
The others glance around, and let out a collective groan.
“How could he have gotten lost between the dining room and the ballroom,” Nami sighs, “He’s hopeless.”
“It is a big house,” Sanji points out as Ace hands him his drink.
“He’d get lost even if it was a one room apartment,” Usopp sighs as he accepts his own drink from Ace, “His sense of direction is one of the great mysteries of this world.”
Sanji sighs as he glances back at the door, already missing Zoro.
“Don’t fret,” Nami tells him as Ace hands her her drink, giving him a knowing look, “I’m sure he’ll turn up eventually.”
“So, Sanji,” Ace grins as he hands Nami her drinks and turns to face him, “Are you enjoying yourself so far? I know we’re not always the easiest people to get along with.”
“Everyone’s been wonderful,” Sanji says with a smile, “It’s been great getting to know you all. I’m just sorry if, as an outsider, I’m intruding on your group time.”
“Not at all,” Nami assures him with a grin, “Luffy’s got a good eye for people, and you fit right in with us.” She laughs, “As long as you’re not about to expose all our secrets, Mr. Prince.”
“I’m not in the business of exposing secrets,” He says, then laughs too, “Not unless I have to.”
“It’s a good thing we’re all secret free,” Usopp says with a grin, “I’ve never had a secret in my life.”
“That’s right,” Ace says with a laugh as he swirls his drink, “My life is an open book.”
“I definitely have secrets,” Nami says as she sticks out her tongue, “But you’ll never find them.”
They all share a laugh, and the mood in the room relaxes.
Just then, someone’s cell phone rings, its jarring ringtone echoing around the large room.
Rereading Kakashi Retsuden and falling in love with the book all over again XD really love the way it describes Kakashi when he first meets Prince Nanara
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