A/N: It felt right uploading this first. But Happy Smut Week! Whoot! Along with 190 followers. OH MY GOD! I just hit 180 just a few days ago and now?! Wow. Thank you all so very much!!
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(Shanks x Mihawk)
That video. It ran across Mihawk's mind every once and a while. It made him curious. 'Why did he need to be handcuffed to the bed?' So. He became determind to figure it out.
Mihawk held Shanks phone behind his back as the red head was getting ready for work. He switched out his and Shanks phone. Making Shanks think he had his phone. But it was Mihawk's instead. Mihawk clutched onto the device as Shanks put his phone in his pocket. Then his keys and wallet. He grinned before turning to Mihawk before his smile faded slightly.
"Is, everything okay?" Shanks asked.
"I'm fine." Mihawk said.
Sliding Shanks phone into his back pocket he crossed his arms. Shanks grinned before grabbing his coat.
"Well I'll be back later love. You take care, and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Shanks chimed.
"When have I ever?" Mihawk cocked a brow.
"You know, you got me there." Shanks snapped.
Mihawk rolled his eyes before they embraced and shared soft kisses. Shanks noticed HIS phone in Mihawks pocket. He smirked softly before pulling back and purring softly. Mihawk cocked a brow as Shanks tilted up his chin and smirked to him.
"I hope you know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you." Shanks said.
Mihawk pulled his head away and grumbled, "Get out before your late."
Shanks chuckled before he soon left. Mihawk soon checked around before going upstairs to their room. Where he flopped down onto there bed and unlocked Shanks phone. Finding a cheesy photo of the two of them as his background. He sighed. Going through his phone to find the video. Mihawk furrowed to a video of Shanks sitting in a towel. He clicked on it as it opened and played the video. Shanks sat in a towel backwards in a chair. The phone looked like it was propped up against a vase in there room. Shanks chuckled softly resting on his palm.
"Well, well, well, you somehow stole my phone. Mihawk I thought you were better then this. I know I flirt with other women, but I would never cheat on you. Besides this dick is only for you. Aye, Papi?"
His golden eyes widened. Shanks smirked on the screen.
"Oh, did I strike a nerve? Papi?"
Shanks chuckled softly before pointing behind him. Mihawk snapped over to Shanks leaning against the doorframe. He smirked twirling his keys around his finger.
"Sh-Shanks! I-"
"I thought you were better then this love. I wouldn't do anything to cheat on you." Shanks said.
"Yes I know that."
Shanks caught his keys, "Then, what ARE you looking for?"
"N-Nothing. I-"
Shanks climbed onto the bed pinning Mihawk to his bed. His emerald eyes kept to Mihawk's golden ones. Worried he was going to find out. Until Shanks grinned seeing the turned on look in his eyes.
"Your looking for the sex tape aren't you?" Shanks asked.
Mihawk furrowed, "I'm not going to admit something that ridiculous."
