moe81 | Am I back? I really hope so.

Title: Getting Inside

Rating: PG…I guess

Pairing: ZoSan (shock)

A/N: I was given a pic by nonoji and this is kinda the result. (Knew I forgot something) It's AU.

“C’mon Bro, 5 minutes. I just wanna peeky peek.”

Zoro stood steadfast, slight glare directed at the lanky idiot.

“What will it take, huh?” Paper flashed along with yellow stained fingers and calloused hands, pushing at him the lowest bribe he’d been offered in a long time. There was a muted sigh, followed by an exhale of cigarette smoke into his personal space. If he didn’t have such self control, he would have kicked the moron.

Money was slipped back into the front pocket of skinny, tight-as-all-fuck jeans and said moron leaned back against the doorway. How long would it take him to pick the guy up and throw him back into the street? Probably long enough for the manager to notice. Evil-spawn woman had telepathy or some shit.

Long fingers were shoved deep into a pocket, pulling denim taut across, what appeared to be, a very well-endowed crotch. Especially since the guy looked like a toothpick. Snap in half if he tried to do anything with him.

Or maybe he wouldn’t. Cigarette butt was thrown to the gutter, left to smolder and turn to ash.

The guy stretched his fingers out and ran a finger from the security badge on Zoro’s pants, up over the jacket zipper, dragging his tie between long fingers and stopping to play with his three earrings. A shiver went down his spine and was probably – most definitely – not from a cold change in the air.

“Well, if you’re not gonna let me in,” fingers in his hair and lips near his ear, “how ‘bout you?” A weird looking eyebrow raised itself past the line of the hoodie and the tic in Zoro’s forehead sped up a little, just as his pulse jumped and his blood rushed south.

“I’ll make it worth your while.” A confidant smirk and the flash of promise in a blue eye and maybe, just maybe, Zoro’s night wasn’t going to be all bad.