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inlovewithquestionablecharacters · 5 months

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Sanji X Reader: Forbidden fruit

Summary: You and Sanji decide to indulge in a mystery fruit not knowing of its effects on the human body.

Warnings: sex pollen, cowgirl, oral (f receiving), creampie, mutual masturbation, fingering, handjob, smut, penetration (p in v), fluff, dirty talk, pet names, nipple play, unprotected sex.

Word count: 2,5K

There was something wrong with your cook. It was the first thing you noticed when you walked into the kitchen at dinner. Sanji was leaning against the counter, his body hunched in a manner that allowed pressure to be applied to his stomach. You were about to ask him about it when Luffy barged into the room causing Sanji's head to snap up. For a split second you noticed the discomfort in his face but it was quickly replaced with a pleased smile as Luffy began complementing the blonde on his meal.

You moved to your usual seat next to Nami before beginning to eat. Once everyone was sitting, Sanji took his usual spot at the table which happened to be next to you. You ate in silence, listening to the others talk while keeping an eye on Sanji. He was unusually quiet, he hadn't even backtalked Zoro after he complained about his meat being slightly overcooked. You nudged Sanji's leg with your foot making him flinch in his seat before turning to look at you. His eyes found yours in desperation. You noticed his pupils were strangely large.

"You okay Sanji?"

You placed your hand on his making him let out a groan at the contact and causing you to distance your hand from his skin. Even without touching him properly you could tell he was warm, far warmer than normal. Sanji whispered your name, his voice so raw you almost didn’t recognize it.

“What is it? What's wrong with you?”

You could hear the unsteady breathing of the blonde as he tried to answer your question. It took him a little while but he finally managed to get a phrase out.

“It’s the juice.”

“What?”

“You know, THE juice.”

You furrow your eyebrows. Had Sanji finally lost it? Was the time at sea finally getting to him? Was he… Wait a minute. Your eyes widened as you understood what he was talking about. On the last adventure you and Sanji had gone scouring for food on the island and found an unusual looking fruit. It wasn’t a demon fruit but it didn’t look like anything you’d seen before and like the curious people you were you decided to take it with you. Sanji had contemplated what to do with the fruit for a while, deciding it would be best used to make a beverage. Unfortunately the one fruit only made enough for two people. You and Sanji hadn't told the others about what you’d found so you didn’t think it would do any harm if you two drank the juice yourselfs. You’d been the one who found the fruit after all.

Sanji was regretting the decision at the moment. His skin felt like it was on fire and there was this invisible itch he couldn’t seem to scratch. It had started a couple of minutes after he’d finished cooking dinner. He hadn't thought much of it but then the feeling got more intense which caused him to panic. He’d been trying to figure out how to deal with his issue when you’d walked in the second his eyes caught onto your frame the feeling doubled. It was only then that he realized what was happening.

Sanji was horny. Incredibly horny.

In all the years he’d been alive he’d never felt desperate for sex. He didn’t even think it was physically possible to feel this turned on which could only mean one thing. The fruit which the two of you had found was some sort of aphrodisiac. And you’d put it in your body willingly. Sanji's eyes stared at you, his palms covering the hard on he was currently trying to deal with in silence. He could tell from your confused expression that you still hadn’t understood what he meant. Sanji took a deep breath in, trying to steady his breathing and uncloud his thoughts enough to explain what was going on.

He looked up at you, his eyes fidgeting from your neck to your lips before landing on your eyes. It was then that he saw it. He watched your pupils grow, your lips opening to let out a small gasp as your hand grabbed onto the bench beneath you. Sanji could tell just by looking at you that the fruit's effects had started to get to you. Your hand found its way to his thigh, nails digging into his pants suit. A moan threatened to spill out of Sanjis mouth at the contact but he held it in, managing to cover it with a cough. The cook knew that in a couple of seconds the small itch that had found its way into your body would become unbearable.

There was no way the two of you would be able to be next to each other without ripping your clothes off. Not that he minded but he’d like to have the image of your nude body to himself. He was selfish that way. So with the intention to not let things escalate to the point where you’d both embarrass yourselves Sanji got up from his seat, making sure to keep his body in a position that hid his hard on. You looked up at him with desperate eyes thinking for a moment that he was going to leave you alone to deal with this feeling but then he placed his hand out, grabbing your forearm and lifting you up. He pushed your body in front of him, his clothed cock nudging against your ass from a brief moment. You both let out a whimper at the feeling, your senses being far more sensitive than normal. The rest of the crew raised their heads to look at the two of you, their eyes silently asking what was going on.

“I don’t feel so well.”

“Yeah-uh-so i'm gonna get her to bed.”

The two of you raced out of the kitchen before anyone could say anything. Sanji ran in front of you, his hand clasped in yours as he dragged you to the boys dormitory. You’d barely made it to his room before he started unbuttoning his shirt. You tugged at your pants a satisfied sound leaving your lips once you managed to shove your hand down your underwear, fingers moving to play with your folds. Sanji's head snapped in your direction at the sound of your moans, his eyes widening as he watched you touch yourself.

“Ah shit.”

You glanced up at the sound of Sanji's voice, eyes falling on his bare chest. You leaned your head back against the door rubbing your clit in desperation. You could hear the sound of Sanji fisting his cock across the room. It made you realize how far the two of you were. For some reason you craved the feeling of Sanji's skin on yours. You opened your eyes observing Sanji's concentrated expression for a moment before calling out his name. The blonde glanced at you, the hand around his dick slowing down slightly at the sound of you calling his name. Sanji took in the way you looked, shirt clinging to your body, hands shoved inside your underwear, eyes full of lust. You looked gorgeous. Positively gorgeous. Sanji could cum at the sight of you. In fact he almost did but somehow he managed to keep his composure.

“Sanji….”

“Yeah?”

“Come closer. Too far away. I-ah uh-need to feel you.”

‘Fuck-ugh- okay.”

Sanji made his way to you, his eyes locked into the way your chest heaved as you breathed. Once he’d gotten close enough you’d tugged his hand and shoved it into your underwear, your own hand replacing his as you wrapped it around his cock. The feeling of your hand on his cock had Sanji leaning against the door behind you, his free hand finding its way onto the wood surface as he tried to keep his balance. You threw your head back with a moan as the blonde inserted two digits into your pussy, his long fingers rubbing against your walls.

“Shit you’re wet!”

He’d said it more to himself than he had to you, his mind not computing that he currently had his fingers shoved inside you as you jerked him off. He’d had dreams like this before but he never thought he would get to experience this in real life. You placed your free hand on the back of Sanji's head, fingers tugging at his hair, forcing him to let out a growl before looking at you.

“Please.”

“What?”

“Kiss me Sanji please kiss me.”

Sanji's lips found you in a smearing kiss. It was all teeth and tongue but neither of you seemed to care all that much. You broke the kiss, your lips finding Sanji's neck. You sucked at his pale skin loving the sounds you managed to get out of him.

“Princess i’m gonna-fuck- cum.”

“Cum for me baby go ahead.”

With a groan Sanji spilled his load, his juices coating your hand as you helped him through his high. As soon as Sanji had recovered from his orgasm he dropped to his knees before you, his hands tugging your underwear down in one quick motion. The cook dove into your pussy without a second thought, his tongue working along with his fingers to bring you to heaven. It didn’t take long before you were spasming against Sanji's face, his name leaving your lips with a loud moan.

You sank down against the door joining Sanji on the floor. His hands wrapped around your body as he threw himself back so that he was lying down on the ground. You let Sanji drag you onto his body, your face finding its way to his neck as you sink into him. The two of you stayed on the floor for a little while. Neither of you said anything but you were both wondering the same thing. Had the effect of the fruit finally worn off? You’d almost convinced yourself that you were cured but then you started to feel an unusual amount of wetness in between your thighs. You shifted against Sanji's body, trying to lift yourself off him. As you moved your cunt nudged against Sanji's cock which, not to your surprise, was already hard again. You placed your palms against Sanji's chest, lifting your upper body so that you could look directly into his eyes. Like you had expected his pupils were still super dilated.

“I think it’s not gone.”

“Yeah it sure doesn't feel like it.”

“Right.”

You closed your eyes bracing yourself before speaking. You didn’t want to sound incredibly desperate because you didn’t want Sanji to think you were easy but given your situation you didn’t think he’d care. It’s not like you’d never thought about him late at night. It’s not like you didn’t like to watch him cook because it meant seeing his hands at work. But to admit it out loud was something completely different. You knew that from the moment the words left your mouth things between the two of you would never be the same. Oh well, you’d have to deal with the consequences later. Right now you wanted the feeling of emptiness to be gone and Sanji could give that to you.

“You need to fuck me.”

Sanji's eyes widened at your bluntness. It’s not that he wasn’t thinking the same thing, it was the fact that you’d had the guts to ask exactly for what he’d been too scared to suggest.

“What? You don’t want to?”

“No! No, of course I want to. It’s just….”

“Well, spit it out Sanji.”

“I thought it would be a bit different.”

“What would?”

“Our first time together.”

It was your turn to be speechless. He’d thought about this? Not only had he thought about fucking you he’d imagened it going a specific way. If any other man had said that to you you’d have cut his tongue out. But this is Sanji we're talking about. Your sweet Sanji who brought you tea when you felt bad and ordered the ingredients to make your favorite dishes even if it meant paying a bit more. You gave Sanji a smile,leaning down to give him a peck on the lips. Sanji's hand cupped your cheek, caressing it with his thumb as he smiled up at you.

“I’ll tell you what. Next time you can show me exactly how you imagined our first time but right now I'm gonna ride you until i cum, okay?”

“Whatever you want princess.”

“Good boy. Now take off your pants for me.”

You lifted your hips allowing Sanji to shimmy himself out of his pants and boxers. You reached down, grabbing the hem of your shift and pulling it off. Sanji's eyes trailed over your fully nude form, his hands massaging your hips as he admired you. You let him caress you, your own hand wrapping around his dick and lining it up with your entrance. Without warning you sank down onto Sanji causing the blonde to sink his nails into your skin. You let out a satisfied moan, hands wrapping around the cooks thighs as you begun fucking yourself on his cock. Sanji lifted his body so that he could latch his mouth on one of your boobs. His tongue moved against your nipple as his hand massaged your other breast. Both of you had been so horny that in a short amount of time you’d both begun to moan more and more, each one getting closer and closer to reaching your high. You came first, your body launching forward as your orgasm got to you. Sanji kept fucking up into you his seed spilling into you after a couple of harsh thrusts.

You climbed off of Sanji whimpering as his cock slid against your sensitive walls. You laid down next to the blonde, your eyes staring at the ceiling. You heard the sound of Sanji's pants dragging against the floor. Sanji shoved his hand into the pant pocket, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. He flicked the lighter on lighting the cigar before taking a drag. You watched him breath out smoke before turning over to give you the cigar. You took it from him, taking a drag and letting it out through your nose.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good. Normal. You?”

“Yeah same.”

“Note to self, don’t eat fruit you don’t know anything about.”

“You would have thought we would have already learned that, because of Luffy and all.”

“Yeah figures.”

“It wasn't all bad though.”

“No it wasn’t.”

“Might have to find another exotic fruit to share with you.”

You turned to look at Sanji, noticing the slight fear in his eyes.

“Just so you know. You don’t need to feed me any fruit to fuck me. You can just ask.”

Sanji let out a shocked laugh making you laugh too.

“I mean it.”

“Noted.”

You smiled at Sanji, moving so that you were closer to him. Sanji angled his head down so that he could kiss you. You got the message deciding to meet him halfway. Despite not being under the effects of an aphrodisiac the feeling of Sanji's lips against yours sent a twinge down your spine and you could tell he felt the same way.

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misslovasstuff · 3 months

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“Confession”

Summary: Sanji tries to confess your love to you... many times. pairing: Sanji x fem!reader genre: romance with a small hint of comedy. author's note: for some reason, I think canon Sanji is someone who is quite oblivious when it comes to women who ACTUALLY like him. Like bro notices when men adore him but can't tell a girl has the hots for him?? Anyways, out of frustration I wrote this but just roles reversed. Enjoy, hehe

His tenderness and kindness drops like honey from his fingertips, this is quite evident when he carefully strokes your skin with the back of his hand, gently brushing off your hair when your head rests on his lap, his lips touch your shut-closed eyes, reciting you poetry about them every morning and every evening.

Oh, how he admires and yet envies the light of the sun landing on your skin, the cool breeze that gets to caress your hair and the blessed land you walk upon where flowers seem to bloom with each one of your steps.

How can a man express a love so grand? What words could Sanji ever use to depict his own feelings, or to come even close to explaining them? Among all of these questions, there is a specific one that has grown roots on his head for a while now:

How do I confess?

Imagine the agony of seeing the person you love every day, emotions building up inside of you so much so that even a glance of them towards your direction shakes your whole soul. Ok, now that you have imagined what it feels like, multiply that feeling with x100; that’s what a hopeless romantic such as Sanji has endured ever since the day he fell for you (but that’s a story for another time). Now, let me introduce to you 3 attempts Sanji tried to confess his love:

1. A pretty flower for an even prettier flower

It’s Spring, around 4 months ago. You are rotting in the girl’s dorm, still recovering from some heavy injured back you had to deal with after a tough fight. There are sounds of laughter outside, so loud that you could hardly listen to the sound of waves or anything like that. From what you could hear, you had reached an island which seemed to make the crew enthusiastic for some reason you could not really tell from the darkness and loneliness of your surroundings.

“Damn it, I can’t even stand up on my own” - you try to lift yourself up but quickly surrender due to the immense pain in your back. A loud sigh escapes your mouth as you cover your face with a hand, rubbing your temple and holding yourself back from shedding any tears that could reflect that your need to be useful is now under attack, and you feel more useless than ever.

“Can I come in?” - a knock or two are heard at the door. You’re caught completely off guard but yet manage to blur out with a cracked voice: “Please do.”

Goodness, you had to cover your eyes from the light that shone through the room when the door opened, almost blinding you. Thus, you can’t really tell who just came in but a feeling of some sort was telling you that it was alright, that it was safe.

“We landed on a new island. - the voice approaches and comes closer, becoming clearer. - It’s quite beautiful.”

A touch of your hand makes you immediately realise that it was Sanji who is now sat beside you, caressing your hand. Your vision gets back to normal and you gaze happily at the blond chef. He looked so pretty: a nice pink shirt with a flower pattern, shorts and sunglasses he’s wearing.

“Why aren’t you exploring then?” - you ask, caressing his hand back.

“Oh, I did my exploring. It’s just that all that beauty that I saw…- Sanji reveals his hand hidden behind his back. There was a bouquet of flowers he was holding, landing them to you. Goodness, the way your eyes sparkled in joy caught Sanji off guard. His gaze softens. - …all that beauty that I saw reminded me of you.”

You take the flowers and sniff them, the aroma captivating your senses as your dopamine reaches high levels that were not reached for months.

“Thank you, Sanji. This… - you gaze lovingly at the flowers and then at him. - …this means a lot.”

“Don’t thank me. I’d do anything for you.” - he grabs your chin and pinches it gently, giving you a reassuring smile.

“Actually, I came to see you because I wanted to-

“You wanted to make sure I was fine, right? Don’t worry, I do feel better now. Promise!” - you interrupt him, thinking that he was still worrying himself over your condition. However, the expression on his face made you doubt that that was the real reason he came.

“Oh, is it because you want to ask me what I want for dinner?”- you try again, trying to guess the reason of his visit, which he did often.

“Uhm right, I did want to ask you that…” - Sanji smiles awkwardly as he strokes the back of his neck. Guess he couldn’t really say what he wanted now, instead he just smiles and listens to your wishes regarding dinner.

“How about we have dinner together, just the two of us, when you get better of course?” - he suggests and you widen your eyes.

Just the two of you? Why is he asking that? For some reason that gave you a weird feeling in your stomach, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Well, it would be my pleasure, chef.” - you tease, pinching his nose jokingly as the cook gives a blushing smile.

2. What’s mine is yours

The dinner table was decorated beautifully by Sanji, the colors, the texture of the fabrics and all the details up to the crystal clear utensils would make every woman in the world happy. He is now sat patiently, waiting for you to come down and dine with him.

Once you go out the door you notice the setting your favourite cook has done for you. With a quick glance you fasten your step to go down the stairs, giving a small cough to make him notice you.

How foolish, you think he didn’t notice you?

Sanji saw you from afar, and that man is already weak in the knees from seeing you all dressed up with a chic black dress, a nice golden necklace resting on your neck, complemented gracefully with your long dark flocks falling off your bare shoulders.

“You came.” - Sanji reaches for you hand, kissing the back of it whilst looking deep into your eyes.

“For you, always.” - a wink at him before you go and sit down makes the blond crazily happy. He immediately pulls the chair back for you and rushes to serving some delicious hot meals.

“I love that we are doing this outside.” - you claim, finally feeling a bit of fresh air coming in your lungs.

“I thought you would. - Sanji lights up a candle placed in the middle of the table. - I know you’re a romantic at heart as well.”

You chuckle, not disagreeing with his statement.

“Thank you for the food.” - you say and start digging in. Ah, he never fails when it comes to cooking. You could live 109 more lives and never get to try Sanji’s food anywhere else.

“Perfect.” - you whisper, letting out a small moan from the satisfying taste. Little do you know that even such small details never go unnoticed by Sanji. He keeps staring at you, your dress, hair, your eyes that sparkle with light every time you look at him.

“Here, try some of this.” - Sanji picks up with his chopsticks a piece from his plate and offers it to you.

Of course you want to try it so you open your mouth and eat it, closing your eyes shut for a bit.

“Ahhh, Sanji it’s just so good!” - you exclaim, grabbing the table cloth.

Alright, you might be someone who overacts at times but now come on! look what you’re doing to the poor guy. You moan his name in a sentence like that and expect him to remain his full composure?

Bro had to keep it in him not to tell you that he fucks as good as he cooks for the hundredth time.

These thoughts are quickly shaken off when he notices your body trembling a bit. He immediately gets up, strips his jacket off.

Now, you’re caught off guard. His sleeves are rolled up and his forearms give a nice impression of a good physique. Moreover, his visible biceps and wide shoulders... Did he always have a waist that small?

“Here, I’d rather die that let you catch a cold.” - his sentence interrupts a train of not so holy thoughts for which you were confused of where they came from.

You shake your head and say a small ‘thank you’ to Sanji before going back to eating. However, now his cologne is evident, coming from the jacket placed on your shoulders. Alluring and strong, just like him.

“Are you listening?” - he asks and you widen your eyes, asking him a very polite ‘sorry, what?’

“Never mind. Nothing important.” - there it is again, that awkward smile. What is it that he has to say but doesn’t tell me?

The rest of the dinner goes fairly well. Around midnight you both find yourself and the doorstep of the girl’s dorm.

“Thank you for joining me.” - he kisses your hand, caressing it with his thumb, not letting go just yet.

“Thank you for having me, Sanji.” - you smile, a weird rush of adrenaline conquering your body. Not understanding what it really is, you rush inside and wave a final ‘bye’ to the cook, closing the door behind you. Who knows what would have happened if you kept your hand in his for any longer; his warmth and the comfort he radiates with only the touch of his hands made you think how good he would f- NO NO STOP RIGHT THERE!

3. The horizon knows about us

It’s a lonely sunset - that’s how you call it when there is no one to share the view with. Nevertheless, it does not stop you from admiring it, eyes filling with light coming from a colorful sky that resembles a drunk painting.

The admirer has an admirer which is watching from behind, slowly approaching.

“I thought you didn’t like lonely sunsets?” - Sanji approaches, taking his hands off his pockets and resting his arms on the wooden plateau.

“Well, - you smile, tilting your head towards him. - we have to stop and appreciate what burns for us, and the sun has been burning for way too long.”

You say those words and Sanji is fully immersed, captivated, staring at your profile like he would keep burning if it means his eyes would get the blessing of seeing you everyday, his light would keep shining on you, setting himself a blaze to let you be warm, always.

“You know, I'm sure it's a pleasure for the sun to burn for you. - he takes a deep breath before continuing, mastering the courage to look at you in the eyes. - And just like it, I too have been burning for a while.”

Your eyes widen at his statement, face immediately turning to him.

“Why so?” - your voice comes out so soft and caring that Sanji’s lip trembles.

“There are words I want to say, feelings I want to express, verses of my own that I want to recite that are stuck on my throat, making me unable to breath, suffocating me.” - Sanji starts explaining, grabbing your hands together and resting them on his chest.

“It’s all in here. - he says. - please tell me that you feel it too.”

You have stopped blinking for a while now, trying to take in as much as possible from the situation. The sun keeps setting as so do your feelings. They become more evident, a sudden epiphany hitting the depths of your very soul. Your heart recognizes, understands what Sanji is talking about cause you feel it, you have felt it many times.

“Sanji… - you call his name, tightening the grip on his hands. - I’m listening this time. More than ever I’m not only listening to you but also to my own heart. - you gulp hard, approaching him closer. - I need you to tell me first.”

Sanji smiles, putting your hands in front of his lips, hiding the blush of his cheeks whilst not breaking eye contact.

“I confess to you, the sun and the horizon that I have inevitably fallen in love with you.” - his voice does not tremble, nor does his body shake. However, both of your hearts are going crazy as the heat between you becomes more and more evident. After an intense prolonged eye contact, you cup his cheek, glancing at the sky for a second whilst noticing the darkness setting in, a darkness that you do not loath anymore.

“Let me then confess to you, the moon and the stars that I have fallen in love with you too.” - you smile cheekily, making Sanji mirror your genuine smile, this time not awkwardly but wholeheartedly, as he grabs your waist swiftly, bringing you close to his embrace.

The sun is completely set and the sky has fully darkened. There is now the moon who watches over along with the little stars that dance happily over lovers. No matter what time, the horizon had witnessed two lovers uniting, giving them all the colors that it could present for such a memorable moment.

Thus, it did take him a while, but now Sanji and you have found peace in each other, a comfort that only love can provide. And a fairytale have you become for people who gather the courage to express what lies deep inside them, taming the fire so that it could warm your lover but never burn you.

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wildandsmile · 7 months

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☆.｡.:* The Perfect Day *:.｡.☆

Summary: Your boyfriend has been consistently ignoring you, leaving you puzzled. Every time you attempt to engage in a conversation, he remains confined to the kitchen, citing it as part of a personal challenge. However, you find his explanation dubious.

Tw : Miscommunication, Misunderstanding, Clingy Reader (just a bit),

Wc: 3.7k

Kinks : Switch Sanji, Switch Reader, oral (giving + receiving), Cream-pie, unprotected sex, penetrative sex (p in v), Rough sex, Mommy Kink and Fuck Toy pet name”

An: Happy day 2 of Kinktober

Enjoy!

On a perfectly ordinary day aboard the Sunny, the golden sun painted the sky with its gentle rays, and the breeze whispered sweetly through the air. Everything felt idyllic, except for one missing piece - your boyfriend, Sanji, who was diligently immersed in the kitchen. You couldn't help but yearn for him to step out, embrace the glorious weather, and share in the perfection of the day. Alas, it seemed impossible, for once Sanji committed himself to a task, nothing could divert his unwavering focus. Why, you wondered, was he toiling so tirelessly that he had no time for his beloved?

The answer to your dilemma is surprisingly straightforward. Sanji had issued a challenge to his father for a cook-off, a ritual they engaged in regularly. Ostensibly, they claimed it was to refine their culinary skills, but everyone understood that it was mostly about boasting rights. However, what truly weighed on your mind in this particular situation was the deviation from their usual routine. Typically, when they embarked on these friendly cook-offs, Sanji would inform you in advance, reassuring you that he'd be occupied for a while. It always eased the solitude you felt. Yet this time, as you instinctively reached out to seek comfort from your boyfriend, you realized he was conspicuously absent.

You casually dismissed it, assuming that Sanji had risen early to prepare breakfast. However, your perception shifted as you rose from your slumber and ventured towards the kitchen. Ordinarily, the air would be filled with the delightful aroma of maple syrup and freshly squeezed juice, but today was a stark departure from the norm. There was no trace of those enticing scents. Instead, you were greeted by the chaotic scene of Chopper and Usopp pounding on the kitchen door, their cries for Sanji to grant them entry ringing through the air. Observing the commotion, you approached the door and inquired of the two lively individuals, "Hey, what's going on?" Your expression remained stoic, secretly hoping they'd pick up on your unwillingness to endure their loud voices so early in the morning. Alas, they failed to catch the hint and both fervently appealed to you for aid in their predicament.

"You have to help us! Sanji won't let us in the kitchen," Usopp exclaimed, his voice quivering in tandem with Chopper's. Fed up with their emotional outburst, you gently shook them off your legs. As you approached the kitchen door, their teary-eyed plea echoed in your ears. To your amusement, you discovered a sign affixed to the door, bearing a whimsical illustration of flames and a warning that anyone stepping inside would become ingredients for his "newest" dish. The childlike touch in the sign made you chuckle.

Though you didn't want to waste too much time, you knocked on the kitchen door, calling out, "Sanji, can we come in? We're starving!" Silence prevailed, prompting you to give it a few more minutes. You wondered if he might be rummaging in the pantry or had the water running too loudly to hear your initial call.

After waiting for another 15 painstaking minutes, your patience ran thin, and you decided to knock on the door once more. This time, there was a subtle rustling from the other side, igniting a glimmer of hope that Sanji might finally open the door. However, instead of revealing himself, he swiftly cracked the door open just enough to slip on another sign.

The new sign read, "Sorry, Mi Amor, I can't let you in right now. But if you're hungry, I've left your favorite snack in our room for you to enjoy. As for the two behind you, tell them to piss off." His reluctance to face you in person began to irritate you, prompting you to knock forcefully on the door, now shouting, "Sanji, you know you could just talk to us instead of putting notes on the door!"

In response, another note swiftly appeared on the door, bearing Sanji's heartfelt message: "I know it's rude, but if I step outside and see your beautiful face, I might get too distracted. I'm battling for something serious, so I can't afford to lose this battle. Please understand, Mi Amor."

"Whatever," you huffed, frustration fueling your actions as you dramatically threw your hands in the air. Storming away, you retreated to your room in a whirlwind of emotions. Anger churned within you, and you collapsed onto your bed, rolling over as if sleep could magically erase your urge to storm back to the kitchen and break down the door just to give your boyfriend a piece of your mind.

Days passed, almost 2 weeks in total, and the longer you distanced yourself from Sanji, the more profound your loneliness and discontent grew. Today marked the day of his impending cook-off with his father. You had resolved that once this culinary showdown concluded, you would corner Sanji and unleash your pent-up frustrations, no longer willing to hold back.

There you were, perched on the deck of the Sunny alongside the rest of the crew, joined by Zeff's crew. Patience was the order of the day as the father-and-son culinary duo emerged from the kitchen, proudly presenting their dishes one by one. The feast began with creamy shrimp and crab bisque for appetizers, followed by a steaming plate of seafood rice. To cap off this delectable meal, they brought out Chocolat au Crumble de Fraises, all of which was washed down with a refreshing cola chosen by none other than Franky himself.

The moment had arrived for everyone to cast their votes. One by one, you all ventured into the kitchen, slipping a piece of paper bearing your name into a box marked with the respective chef's name. As you lingered, waiting for your turn, you strategically chose to go last, hoping Sanji would be compelled to meet your gaze at the table. However, your plan seemed to crumble when all he did was steal quick glances your way before turning back to his business.

Finally, it was your moment, and you pushed back from the table, making your way to the kitchen with determination in every step. There was no shock or surprise about whose box you'd place your paper into; it was a given. As you slid your paper into Sanji's box, you returned outside, casting a fierce glare in his direction the entire way. However, he remained unperturbed, not even raising an eyebrow in response, which only fueled your simmering anger.

When Nami rose from her seat and ventured into the kitchen, you couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. She always announced the winner, but this time, your excitement was far from the usual "I hope my boyfriend wins." Instead, it was the eager anticipation of "I can't wait for this to be over so I can give my boyfriend a piece my mind" kind of excitement.

Before long, Nami raised the card high into the air, capturing everyone's attention. "Can I get a drum roll, please?" she requested, and Franky and Brook eagerly obliged, joyously providing the rhythmic beat. With the anticipation building, Nami brought the card back to her face, scrutinizing both sides of the table before dramatically declaring, "And the winner is... Sanji!"

A tidal wave of cheers erupted, and hats and sandals soared into the air in celebration. Amid the jubilation, Zeff strolled over to Sanji, offering him a hearty pat on the back as he remarked, "I'll let you win this time, boy." Laughter rippled through the crowd, and Zeff couldn't help but roll his eyes before retreating back into the kitchen.

With the excitement in the air slowly fading, you made your way over to Sanji, determined to have a private conversation with him. Grabbing him by the collar, you ushered him into your shared bedroom. The voices of Luffy, the others, and Zeff's crew murmured, "Oh, he's in trouble."

As you slammed the bedroom door shut, you finally turned to face Sanji. He sat on the bed with his back to you, seemingly avoiding your gaze. You attempted to call his name, hoping he would face you, but he remained unresponsive. Growing frustrated, you marched over to the bed and seized his face, forcing him to meet your eyes.

"Sanji, why the hell didn't you tell me about the cook-off, let alone that you'd lock yourself in the kitchen for almost two weeks?" you seethed, your voice laced with anger. It surprised you how furious you felt, but Sanji's continued silence only fueled your emotions, pushing aside any other feelings besides anger and rage.

"Fine, if that's how you want to play this, then I'll just leave. There's no point in trying to talk something out with someone who doesn't want to talk anyway!" you shouted in exasperation, rising from the bed and heading toward the door.

However, just as you were about to open it, Sanji's hands enveloped yours, and he gently pressed you against the door. You considered turning around to ask him what he wanted, but he seemed to have anticipated your question.

"I wasn't ignoring you on purpose, Mi Amor. You know I could never do that," he began, his voice filled with sincerity. "Remember when I told you I put a lot on the line for me to win today."

You couldn't quite grasp what he might have put on the line, especially something worth locking himself away for, but for now, you pushed that thought to the side.

"Yes, I remember; you posted it on one of the note on the door ," you retorted in a sassy tone, rolling your eyes at the memory. Sanji's hand slipped from yours at your remark, and he withdrew his touch from your back. It took a moment for your emotions to settle before you turned around to face him.

This time, Sanji was also facing you, and his expression was one of focused seriousness. In a moment that took you completely by surprise, he dropped to one knee, locking eyes with you. From behind his back, he produced a velvet box and extended it toward you.

"Well, Mi Amor, the truth is, I battled my father today to earn his blessing so I could ask you for your hand in marriage," he explained, his voice brimming with sincerity. "Of course, my father, being the obstinate man he is, said he'd never allow some 'worthless chef' like me to marry a girl like you, you know, because of his 'Zeff Pride.'"

"So, Mi Amor, now that I ask you this let me give it a shot," Sanji said, a radiant smile spreading across his face, "Mi Amor, Will you marry me?"

In that moment, all the lingering anger from before seemed to dissolve, leaving behind an overwhelming sense of pure happiness. Without hesitation, you leaped into Sanji's arms, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. When you finally pulled away, your eyes locked onto his, and you answered, "Yes, yes, of I marry you."

A shared sense of elation enveloped the two of you as you leaned in for another kiss, this one longer and more fervent than the first. When you eventually separated, the electric energy between you seemed to demand something more, after all, you finally had your beloved boyfriend back in your arms, and he had just given you the biggest shock of your life. There was only one thing left to do with all this newfound energy.

With determination, you pulled Sanji down onto the bed with you, locking him in a passionate kiss that seemed to stretch for an eternity. Only when your lungs felt like they were aflame did you finally break away, looking up at him with a playful yet seductive tone in your voice.

"You know, you owe me for leaving me all alone all this nights, needy and horny, with no one to turn to but myself," you purred, sending shivers down Sanji's spine. He gazed at you with lovesick eyes, but you weren't ready to give in to him just yet. You wanted him to feel the same neediness you had endured over these past few weeks.

"Yes, I know," Sanji admitted, his voice filled with longing?

"Yes, I know what?" you pressed, your lips tantalizingly close to his. As he tried to pull you in for a kiss, you halted him by placing your hand on his chest. "You heard me, 'yes, what?' I know what?" This time, your tone dripped with a venomous allure, eliciting a quick, submissive response from your love-struck partner.

"Yes, I know, Mommy~," Sanji whispered, and you rewarded him with a swift but savory kiss. Pulling away, you declared with satisfaction, "Good boy~."

☆ ☆ ☆ Smut Time ☆ ☆ ☆

“M’m, Mi Amor.. Please, hurry up and touch me ," he breathes out in a languid, seductive tone, his voice dripping with desire. The subtle quiver in his voice betrays the undeniable arousal building within him, evident by the tantalizing bulge that begins to take shape in his trousers. "Haven't even touched you yet, and you're already driving yourself crazy," you purr seductively, your voice dripping with confidence. With a teasing smirk, your hand glides sensually up and down his trousers, tantalizingly stroking his hardened cock through the fabric. As his eyes flutter closed, succumbing to the intoxicating pleasure, you revel in the power you hold over him. Finally, you sensually unbutton his pants, feeling the anticipation build as each button gives way to your touch. With a gentle tug, his pants gracefully glide down his legs, pooling at his ankles, revealing his desire. As you sensually caress him with your tongue, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from his lips.

“Fuc-, PLease. I'm begging you, just touch me already," he whispers, his fingers lingering in anticipation as he shields his eyes with a seductive embrace. Finally, you sensually remove his boxers, liberating his throbbing com from its confines. His throbbing cock was a deep, sensuous shade of brown, glistening with the tantalizing percum. Not wasting any more time, you sensually began tracing a luscious path with your tongue along the velvety contours of his throbbing cock.

“PLease just keEp touching me Ther-…. just like that…”

“It feels so good…hngh…”

So consumed by your insatiable longing, you succumb to temptation and eagerly reclaim his throbbing cock between your lips, sensually caressing and pleasuring him with your skillful movements. Before long, his strong hands become entwined in your luscious locks, his tantalizing touch igniting a delicious shiver that cascades down your sensuous curves, causing a delightful moistness to blossom in the depths of your desire. "Shi- oh, hold on," he murmurs, his voice trembling as you trail a trail of tantalizing kisses along his throbbing cock.

Your tantalizing lips were sending him into a frenzy of desire. He struggled to restrain himself, but his efforts were futile as he succumbed to the overwhelming desire, releasing his hot load, cascading down your eager throat."Damn, why are you so unbelievably perfect?" Sanji moans, his voice laced with desire as he attempts to calm himself from the intoxicating pleasure. He pulls you closer, their lips meeting in a passionate, soul-stirring kiss, their bodies aflame with longing. In a hushed whisper, he confesses "Now it's your turn," you begin to feel a shiver run down your spine. You couldn't help but wonder what he had in store for you, but the anticipation only fueled your desire. His gaze, dark and intense, locked with yours, igniting a fire deep within. In that moment, you were willing to surrender yourself completely, ready to fulfill his every desire.

So, imagine yourself in a state of undress, sensually reclining on the bed, your legs enticingly parted. Sanji, now positioned between your inviting thighs, begins to grace your skin with delicate butterfly kisses, sending electrifying waves of pleasure coursing through your body, causing you to quiver with anticipation.You sensually positioned your legs upon his strong shoulders, tantalizingly inching yourself closer, your enticing derrière delicately poised on the edge of the bed. He couldn't resist the temptation, eagerly pressing his lips against your delicate folds, exploring them with a hunger that consumed him. You let out a breathless moan as the electrifying touch sent shivers down your spine. You couldn't resist the temptation to indulge him; he had been so sensually captivating up until this moment.

So when he gently caressed a digit into your passionate embrace, he delicately curved it, exploring for that tender spot within you that would ignite your deepest desires. Oh, my sweet, hushed moans escape my lips! You sensually arched your enticing derriere off the plush mattress, simultaneously enticingly withdrawing from and tantalizingly inching towards his electrifying caress. “Oh, Sanji, yes, just like that!” He then sensually slipped a second finger into your moist and eager cunt, while his tantalizing lips lavished attention on your throbbing clit. His liberated hand caressed the curvature of your enticing derrière, providing a firm support as you sensually undulated your hips, indulging in the electrifying pleasure of his tantalizing oral ministrations.

Holy Shii, I'm cumming, you sobbed as you struggled to free yourself from Sanji's long tongue, but he held on tighter, tightening his hold on your thighs. “ That’s right Mi Amor lose yourself on my fucking tongue," he whispered seductively, causing a shiver of anticipation to course through your body. Sanji let out a passionate moan as your essence enveloped his eager tongue. His wrist and lips throbbed with a delicious ache, but he dared not halt his tantalizing movements as you indulged in the intoxicating waves of pleasure, moaning and panting above him. When you were finally done, you sensually pressed your delicate foot against his shoulder, exerting a tantalizing amount of pressure as you gracefully pushed him away from your alluring body. He sensually collapsed onto his luscious derriere.

You shifted yourself to wear your hovering over his cock, slamming yourself down on him you both let a whimpering moan.

Soon after you place his hands down your waist making him hold you firmly as you steadied yourself. You slowly lifted yourself off his cock only leaving the tip inside before you thrust down on him slowly feeling as his cock sunk deep into your pussy. The steady penetration had you reeling. You needed to feel him, all of him. So you swirled around in his cock a more before you thrust yourself back down on his hard cock. You basked in the feeling of being so full, so complete. You lifted yourself completely off cock, leaving you cold and empty for a split second until you slammed his entire length back into you, repeating and repeating at an unwavering pace trying to slowly over stem yourself and him.

Finally, after observing his graceful rise, you beckon him with a seductive gaze, enticing him to crawl towards you with the allure of a smitten paramour. Gently, you observed as Sanji sensually made his way onto the bed, captivating your attention. However, your gaze couldn't resist the allure of his throbbing cock, already glistening with percum, despite his recent release. You succumbed to the allure of granting him mercy, tantalizing him with hours of playful teasing. But after seductively drawing him into a tantalizingly brief kiss, you sensually withdrew from his lips, your open mouth now leaving a trail of passionate kisses down his sculpted chest and tantalizingly toned abdomen, until your lips finally reached his throbbing, achingly engorged cock.

Each passionate thrust delved so deeply within you, igniting a pleasurable ache that resonated throughout your being. Immediately, the throbbing tip of his pulsating member discovered the depths of your most intimate core, relentlessly caressing your sensitive cervix with every forceful thrust that you eagerly reciprocated. Your seductive eyelids languidly descended, their weighty allure captivating the senses, while your eyes sensually embarked on a tantalizing journey, rolling back with an intoxicating rhythm, teasing the boundaries of ecstasy.

His passionate pursuit was so intense, every tantalizing collision of your hips against his pelvis sent electrifying waves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of your being. The intense pleasure of his skillful touch, as he passionately explored your most intimate depths, had ignited a fiery desire within you. Your senses were heightened, and you could feel yourself teetering on the edge of surrender, ready to succumb to the overwhelming waves of ecstasy once more. He sensed it as well, as he unleashed a primal roar in reaction to the throbbing depths of your gummy wall.

He choked out because the sensation of you slamming yourself against him was too much for him to bear. "Fuck you feel so fucking good Mommy," he said."You enjoy these, don't you? Being used as a dirty plaything," you purred seductively, your gaze locked with his, never faltering in your rhythmic movements.

His hands found your hips and he effortlessly lifted you up and down on his cock, fucking himself with your pussy like that was the only thing that mattered. You moaned into him as you clenched around his cock, your limp body fully sir, coming to your feral desires. You started to shudder as your orgasm claimed you with a white-knuckled grip. You whined into Sanji's neck as it hit you with shock after shock, your vision going spotty while your cunt tightened around him.

Your heartbeat raced with a tantalizing thrill. As he sensually caressed your waist, his hands delved deeper, eagerly flipping you over. You sensually writhed, yearning to liberate yourself and reclaim your authority. However, as he firmly clasped your waist, his teeth sinking into your supple shoulder, it became evident that he had no intention of relinquishing control. So you surrender yourself completely, granting him the power to arrange you in any way he desires, igniting his primal hunger to satisfy his deepest desires. His tantalizingly firm hands sensually caressed your supple torso, tracing a path to your alluring back, as he effortlessly lifted you up, igniting a fiery desire within you, as he gracefully rocked back onto his knees. So you allow your delicate visage to caress his neck, the intoxicating scent of his essence enveloping your every sense.

He couldn't hold it any longer, and his cock jerked inside of you as he came. You were still getting hit with aftershocks of your own climax, your muscles bearing down to milk every drop of cum that he filled you with. He held you closer and he thrusted himself as far into you as he possibly could, instinctively trying to make sure as little seed would have the chance to leak out of you as possible.

You hold onto him as your euphoria gradually subsides. Once both of you mellow out, you share one more passionate kiss before snuggling up together. "Sanji, what if the others overheard us?" you inquire, a faint sheen of sweat on your brow. "Don't fret, Mi Amor," he reassures you, planting a tender kiss on your forehead and grinning. "I discreetly added a sleeping drug to everyone's meals," he reveals. You were about to respond but its momentarily stifled by Sanji's fingers gently pressed against your lips. "Don't think on that, just go to sleep, Mi Amor."

You dismiss your concerns with a casual shrug and hold onto Sanji even more tightly. With affection in your voice, you murmur, "Love you," as you begin to drift off into slumber. Sanji responds with a gentle kiss and whispers, "I love you more," just before he succumbs to sleep as well.

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geminithetwins · 1 month

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Raise your hand if you simp for Sanji✋🏻✋🏻✋🏻✋🏻

Sanji having the most rizz for 3 minutes 35 seconds

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#one piece #one piece sanji #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #zoro x sanji #sanji x nami #taz skylar #sanji simp #Youtube

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spoogsfiz · 7 months

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Bro I love Sanji a little too much like the obsession is real babes🤭

I wanna start making fics but I might start with head cannons

I’ll also allow the other straw hats just send me requests on characters and fic ideas pooks😘

#sanji x reader #one piece #one piece headers #ronoroa zoro #shanks #nami #nico robin #trafalgardwaterlaw #one piece fics #sanji simp #vinsmoke sanji #op zoro #one piece usopp #angst #fluff #one piece x reader

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loudestcloud · 4 months

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Just so y'all know, i do wear this in public but not often. Today was one of those days and my first fuck up with it. I wore it to the DOCTORS and he did NOT find it funny. 0/10 not recommended, he says as if this shirt isn't a LITERAL one of a kind

#one piece #Sanji #sanji op #sanji simp #black leg sanji #sanji meme #One piece memes

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your1bi2friend · 4 months

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My nerd ass is currently figuring out how to turn “y/n” to “chriss” on my phone or pc’s settings lol

#simp ass gremlin #sanji simp #smut gremlin

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khepiari · 2 years

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I am finally watching The Whole Cake Island Arc!

Sanji: I hate men! Don’t touch me you filthy male human species.

Also Sanji: Picks Luffy up like a sack of potatoes in his arms and dashes off!

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sanjithesimp · 2 years

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sanji is really the biggest simp to ever exist

#lol this episode #idk why but i love it #i fell in love with him from minute 1 #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #sanji simp #sanji black leg #blackleg sanji #one piece #op

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sanjifrankylove · 1 year

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Hey you should follow me so that I have motivation to post cracked out fan theories and hot a$$ fanfics because I’m suffering from One Piece brain rot k thanks love you bye

#onepiece #the one piece is real #law simp #adhd made me do it #I can and will write smut #Franky simp #Sanji simp #one piece

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islandofthesnakes · 6 months

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Zosan, but Sanji only simps when zoro's wearing the bandana

#zosan #one piece zosan #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #my art #sanji immediately stops simping when zoro takes the bandana off #perry the platypus ass situation

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whatwasoncewas · 4 months

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Zoro: I am a lone wolf and will become the world's strongest swordsman, I listen to no one Also Zoro: Luffy: sit! Zoro: sits Luffy: shake! Zoro: shakes hand Luffy: Good boy! Zoro: is very proud Sanji in the distance: I listen to no one my ass... unlike you moss head I am a ladies man! I only listen to the ladies- Luffy: Sanji! Lunch! Sanji: proceeds to make Luffy the most delicious lunch in all of one piece

#zolu #sanlu #crack #idk why i did this #this is my head canon #no regrets #luffy and his 2 dogs #zoro and sanji fr simping for lu #zoro x luffy #sanji x luffy

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misslovasstuff · 2 months

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“… a good type of change?”

Sypnosis: After leaving egghead, Sanji’s emotions and behavior begins to shift. You encounter it in a different situation. pairing: sanjixfem!reader contains: NSFW, dirty talking, degeneration kink, hair pulling, slapping, overstimulating, many positions here, rough sex, penetration, doggy style, fingering, giving head…minors please do not interact!

author’s note: grab yourself a coffee or tea and sit down for this one.

The kitchen is always loud, tonight particularly the crew were conversing is discussions with not really much matter, as one could easily tell by the laughter covering the whole room. You’re amidst it all, resting your cheek in the palm of your hand with a soft smile on your face. Looking at the people who you care for being safe and sound, happy and sat around you, it gives your heart a special kind of warmth. However, a movement a bit out of place catches your eyes.

Your cook exits with hands in his pockets, closing the door behind him with his foot. You raise your eyebrow, contemplating whether or not to follow him outside. Sanji places a cigarette between his lips as he sighs deeply, lowering his head down before covering and lighting his cigar. He usually does this after cooking, leaving the kitchen for a smoke break. However, this was not a usual smoke break for him, there was a different kind of frustration within.

“Aren’t you cold outside, love?” - after opening the door smoothly, you go outside to greet Sanji.

He turns his head back to you, widening his eyes.

“Actually, for some reason I feel more in the heat.”- he chuckles awkwardly, loosening his tie a bit.

You stare at him up and down, noticing him swallowing loudly and licking his lips before sucking his cigarette, a bit anxious. Surely, he notices your worried gaze on him, thus his body now faces yours, eyes scanning you from head to toe as his smile slowly turns into a mischievous smirk.

“Did you worry about me, doll? - he grabs your chin with a somewhat strong yet gentle grip, turning it away to place a kiss on your left cheek. - How cute you are.”

A small gasp escapes your lips when you felt his warm hands on your skin, his touch always enlightening the most buried deep desires that you hold, desires that take form of fantasises that play in your head even late at night, which have been occurring much more often lately.

After a small zone out, you clear your throat: “I’m always worried about you.” - you caress his arm, looking up at him and then at his loosened tie that is revealing the smooth skin of his collarbones. - If something is going on, I do hope you’ll tell me. I can help.”

With that said, you take a step closer to your man, pressing your cleavage right under his eyes as your chests meet.

Sanji takes his cigarette out of his mouth, taking his other hand out of his pocket to grab your waist. He titls his head as he gazes at your chest with a shameless satisfaction, pulling you closer to his embrace.

“You want to help me?” - he asks, heavy eyes meeting yours amidst an incredible tension between you two. With a nod, you gaze at his lip as his hand slides down your back.

“I think I might know what you need.” - you whisper to him with a grin which Sanji quickly mirrors.

…

After slamming the door of the girl’s dorm closed, you find yourself pushed against the wall, being stripped away from your clothes by your boyfriend. He unbuttons your shirt in almost one breath, even ripping it off a little before throwing it on the floor.

You widen your eyes at his eagerness, a shade of which you have not witnessed before in Sanji's painting of lust.

“Why does it feel like I’ve gone years without touching you?” - he asks whilst having his arms surrounding you, hands pressed on the wall. His gaze is powerful, shifting to a more dominant one with every second that passes by. No words are managing to leave your mouth as you get lost completely in his grand figure having you all for himself.

“It … has been a while…” - you try to explain, avoiding his gaze by looking away.

“So you’re saying… - Sanji grabs your neck, pressing his thumb in your chin, making your mouth drop open. - … you’re saying you’re feeling the same way as me now?”

You gulp hard, a trembling breath escaping as you close your eyes, feeling his grip on you, unable to speak a word without getting lost in those hungry eyes of his that are eating you down to crumbs.

“Should I let you say it? - Sanji pulls your lower lip with his thumb then inserts two fingers in your mouth. - Do you want to say that you’re a needy, horny whore for me?”

What did he just call you?

You close your mouth and start sucking his fingers, body reacting on its own.

“I see, is that not what you want to say? Let me try again then. - he moves his fingers in and out your mouth, a satisfying grin on his face. - Say that you need something else in your mouth, say that my fingers are only making you more needy.”

Fuck, is this really happening? Is he saying these things or are you hallucinating?

“Sanji… - there were two ways you could go with this. Either you call him out on his changed behaviour, or just go along without questioning. - … let me suck you dry, please”

“Oooff, - with his teasing tone of voice up to the point that it could be described as mockery, Sanji unties his belt whilst making eye contact, very pleased with your answer. - , what a nasty bitch…get down.” - his confident smirk already makes your legs weak, hardly maintaining balance.

As your knees touch the ground, you begin caressing your breasts in anticipation.

“give it to me… give me…” - you whisper under your breath, words that do not go unnoticed by Sanji.

“Let me remind you how good it feels to get your mouth fucked by me, - he says, pulling out his long cock, stroking it with his hands before your grab it in yours. - at the same time, remind me how good it feels to be in handled by you and your pretty mouth.”

You bite your lower lip before licking his tip around to tease him a little. The taste of his precum is evident and sends your brain into full ecstasy. Slow strokes of your hands accompanied by your lips sucking on his tip is making the blond grow more excited.

Usually, Sanji would pat your head and moan loudly when you take him in your mouth, even putting strands of hair behind your ear. Now, however, you can sense his heavy breathing and his dangerously piercing gaze on you. Surely you keep teasing, still not taking him whole but playing around to your satisfaction.

“Sweetheart, - his hand reaches for your head. - you think you’re teasing me but you’re just agonising yourself.”

You look up to see his smug expression as he grabs a handful of your hair, pulling it upwards as he thrusts his dick in your mouth. It takes you by surprise as you adjust quickly to his movement, undeniably and also surprisingly getting very much turned on by this.

“Good girl, look at me while you’re sucking me like that… look at me…” - his breathy voice trembles, feeling your tongue swirling around his sex like never before. His being completely melts when you gaze up at him with those eyes of yours that are pleading for more. The grip he has on your hair tightens, making you tilt your head and almost fall, having to grab onto his thighs for support, digging your nails deep into his skin. You start whining, needing to fasten your pace as he begins to thrust harder and harder, leaving you out of breath but for you it doesn’t matter even if you drop dead right now as long as his cock stays in your mouth where it belongs.

“Aghhh… - he bites his lip, feeling his body give in to the immense pleasure you’re giving him. He looks down on you. - … take me deep in your throat… choke with my cock in your mouth.”

He’s close, you can tell. His body has become the complete opposite of foreign, it’s like braille that you understand with every touch. Your jaw has become sore but you still insist on sucking him restlessly, doing it just how he likes it. Words that you have never heard before from Sanji become fuel for your arousal. The moment he pulls you away by your hair, you put all your strength to not move, getting all his cum inside your mouth.

Sanji widens his eyes while his breath slowly drops, raising his eyebrow as he gazes at the cum dripping of your mouth. You get up and sit on your bed, slowly catching your breath. Your man quickly follows, his hands resting on the mattress as his face is only a few centimeters away from yours.

“Since when did you become so slutty, huh? - he wipes the corners of your lips with his thumbs, placing a kiss. - Swallowed it whole, didn’t you?”

You stare at his face, particularly noticing his eyebrows that seem to have shifted. Could it be…

“It was the heat of the moment.” - you answer his question, taking a deep breath in before catching yourself looking down his body, cheeks blushing red. So, if it is what you think it is, regarding his eyebrows, that would explain this changed behavior. But do you want to point it out to him? Do you want to stop this?

“I owe you a good fuck now. - Sanji pushes you to the bed, staring at you for a bit. - get on all four.”

What? Does he want to fuck me doggy style? But we’ve never-

“Don’t zone out on me sweetheart, you’ll have time for that after I’m done with you.” - he says, putting his arm behind your back and turning you around almost effortlessly. Now your stomach is pressed against the mattress, face resting on your pillow.

“Arch your back for me. - he demands, his hand going down from your neck to your lower back slowly as you do what he says. - yeah, exactly like that. I love how well you listen to me.”

Sanji presses his knees on the mattress, positioning himself behind you. His hands now are grabbing your ass, pulling your cheeks upwards.

“Woah, are you really this turned on? Your panties are soaking wet... - he says, touching your cunt with his two fingers as he rubs your folds. -...dirty slut...I bet your pussy is craving me so badly right now.''

Truly, you can’t help it, this is all new for you. Getting aroused by his touch and words is completely inevitable now, there’s no turning back and worrying about it doesn’t help.

A few small moans leave your mouth when he pulls your panties up, creating a pleasurable friction that becomes more intense when he gives your ass a slap, leaning over your back to whisper in your ear.

“I want you to use your words with me, otherwise I’ll resent to teasing you until you break. Got it?” - he bites your ear, earning a whimper from you.

“m’got it…” - you reply, feeling Sanji smirking under his breath. He straightens his back as slides your panties off. His pupils dilate and with just a view of your wet, needy cunt, his erection soon becomes more evident.

He spreads your folds apart, placing two fingers in which catch you off guard.

“Sanji!” - you moan, looking at him with the corner of your eye as he starts pumping those fingers in and out with an agonising slow pace.

“Huh, why are you whining, sweetheart? - he teases, increasing his pace. - You want me to stop?”

“N-no, please don’t… just… - you grab the bed sheets, arching your back even more as you whine. - I need more… I need your…ahhh…”

“You’re barely even speaking with my fingers in, what makes you think you can handle being ripped apart by my cock?” - he doesn’t stop, he never would whenever you’re begging him like that, no matter what he’s dealing with emotionally.

“I c-can take it! Promise I’ll take it like the slut that I am!” - you scream, a smile appearing on Sanji’s face. Like it is the first time you say those things to him, it is also a first for Sanji to hear those words coming from your cute fuckable mouth. He takes his fingers out, leaning in to move your hair out of your back.

“Now you’re talking right, beautiful. - you gasp as you feel his cock teasing your entrance. - Get ready for the wildest fuck of your life.”

You swallow hard, sweat already dripping off your forehead. Sanji sucks his teeth in as he enters you, your walls sucking him like never before.

“Fuck… why are you so hnghh… - he pushes his head back, adrenaline running through his body once he’s fully in you. - … you’ve got my cock in a chokehold in there.”

He chuckles, not being able to see your frustration as your lip is almost bleeding out of the biting you’re doing to restrain yourself from moaning loudly, him entering you was almost enough to make you cum if you didn't manage to get a hold of yourself.

Sanji’s hand runs down your back as he starts slowly thrusting in you: A pace slow and gentle that he usually keeps whenever he’s fucking you. However, this position is not noted in your experience, and apparently so is this version of Sanji.

You can hear his breath beginning to get heavy, hands that are now on your hips, going further up your body where they eventually take hold of your tits.

He caresses them as he’s pounding you from behind with a somewhat faster pace, teasing your nipples with his thumb as his bare chest is pressed against your back.

“Your body is already a mess, feel how hard your nipples are. - he takes your hand in one of your boobs, then places his own hand on top. You begin squeezing it, rubbing your hard nipple as he guides you. Meanwhile, Sanji drags his lips at the nape of your neck, his hot breath tingling your senses. - you like what I’m doing to you, don’t you?”

With a shaky voice, you try to respond to his teasing: “… hm yes… I like it… I like you…”

Once he hears your words, Sanji bites your shoulder, leaving a hickey as the grip on your tits becomes stronger, making you moan loudly. His cock beginning to reach deeper in you only made you grow more impatient, needing something more in a way you can’t really put a name to.

“Oh, trust me. I think I got a perfect idea of what you specifically like.” - Sanji straightens his back, grabs your wrist, and starts strongly moving you accordingly with his thrusts that become harder, faster, his cock touching your womb as you plead with your moans.

“Oh, my go- …. Sanji! - your breath is caught in your throat as your mouth widens, eyebrows furrow and heartbeat fastens. You begin whining about how good it feels. - … so good… so fucking good...”

“What did you say, bitch? You love how your pussy is begging me to go deeper and deeper?” - he smirks, slapping you ass as he keeps thrusting.

“I love it! Please ...do me harder, Sanji! I want your cock to… doom me!”- you were losing touch with yourself, getting drunk on the euphoria of being violated so roughly by your usually kind boyfriend that made love to you so gently. You look at him now and see, that Sanji is there somewhere, just bolder and not restricted out of fear of hurting you.

“You were doomed the moment you fell in love with me. - he smirks, grabbing your legs and putting them over his hips. - Now take it like the pretty slut you are!”

The new position makes you completely lose it. You never thought that this could feel so good. The room is filled with loud moans and groans, both of you shaking from pleasure.

“Ahh… - after a few more thrusts, your body acts on its own as you push yourself up, your back meeting his chest. You begin jumping on his cock. - … I’m going crazy…”

With a trembling whisper, you meet his eyes, your lips brushing off his. Sanji’s taken by surprise but nevertheless, a good surprise.

“I want you closer, Sanji… closer…” - you put a hand behind his head as you arch your back, hurriedly pressing your lips against his. Your tongue devours his mouth as Sanji keep thrusting up, his hands both grabbing your ass while you start riding him faster.

“I’m here, sweetheart… - he says between kisses. - all here for you.”

Your loud moans vibrating in his mouth drive the cook wild. You break the kiss and his lips go down your neck, then even further down your back where he bites and licks your skin.

“Fuck, Sanji, I’m gonna cum… I can’t anymore…!” - you scream, surrendering yourself as your hands meet the mattress, moving your hips up and down until he gets to finish in you.

“Cum all over my cock, cum so much to prove it to me how good of a whore you are.” - when he sees you having difficulty riding him now that you’re on all fours again, Sanji grabs your neck, pulling your head upwards as he thrusts in you so aggressively. His arm is around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder.

After a few last thrusts, you both come simultaneously: so loud, so messy… The air in the room is steamy and it reeks of sex. You’re completely worn out as Sanji pulls out from you, so much cum dripping off your hole. He collapses on the mattress along with you, trying to catch his breath.

You turn your face to look at him, flushed and so smitten: “That was… an awakening for me.”

A smile which he mirrors, Sanji asks: “oh really?”

As he pulls you closer to his embrace, you notice his eyebrows have gone back to normal.

“I think it was some sort of awakening for me as well.”

You might have had the best fuck of your life, but now there is also a hint of worry in your thoughts. Why is that switch happening more often now?

Finding yourself in Sanji’s arms as he caresses your shoulder and kisses your hand, it feels difficult to talk about it now, but definitely it will be a topic for in the morning.

… unless he happens to take a smoke break like that again.

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