Jk-47

“Hum hum~” Sanji hums a small tune as his hands expertly cut vegetables, putting them into the pan quickly then moving to prepare the meat as if it’s a dance. You sit at the counter, eyes half lidded and hypnotized. Suddenly his gaze is on you. “Falling asleep, chérie?”

“Ah! No! I was uh..” A little embarrassing to say. “um.. watching you.” Such an awkward thing to say yet a smile blooms on his face.

“Being watched by such a beautiful woman, what a compliment~” He flirts before turning and putting his hair up. You notice his fingers twitch a bit.

‘I must’ve made him uncomfortable..’ You lament. He may not say it out loud but know it’s because he’s a lady-pleaser. Gloominess fills you as you look down, oblivious to his glances and the way his eyebrows furrow from your down expression.

‘Did something I say make her sad?’ You do act especially nervous around him but he’s already realized it may be a crush. Alas, Sanji’s the older one. It’s his responsibility to make sure your feelings are both real and natural. That includes not breaking your heart despite his own affection. Eventually the plate of food is put in front of you.

‘Smells good.’ You start scooping up the food when he gently puts his hand on yours.

“If I can help, you want to get a bit of veggies first before the meat then brush against the sauce.” His hand moves with yours, your face is getting hot. Hopefully your hands aren’t noticeably sweaty. Once he’s done he puts the fork to your lips. “Now, open.” A smooth voice almost like a whisper, you part your lips. “Just like that.” The food reaches your tongue and you’ve never been more grateful for darker skin. You won’t risk it, though, making sure to pull away in case he does catch the tint. “Is it good?” Right, you’re supposed to chew. Maybe due to the chef’s skills but you can taste it despite your nervousness. You nod before you forget and he smiles, standing up straight. “Wonderful. I couldn’t ask for more.” You could. You really want to. Yet you stay silent.

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This is bad. You’re horny. There was an attempt not to be, obviously. You tried to distract yourself while getting ready for bed but it didn’t work, all it did was just make you rush and mess up til midnight. Now you sit on your bed, pussy wet and mind cluttered with the thought of your sexy older crewmate. Can you even sleep like this? You rub your thighs together.

“Maybe just a bit..” Masturbation is a normal and healthy thing and this is just to get the edge off! That’s why it’s okay that your hands slide your chest and squeeze. It’s okay that one of them goes further down and underneath your panties. “Just a little..”

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It wasn’t just a little. In your defense, you have been holding back as much as you could this entire time; the bottle was going to crack eventually. It really did only take the edge off though, maybe you should just give in and go til your wrist is sore. It’s not like he’s gonna reciprocate your feelings.

(SANJI’S POV)

This is bad. You've been avoiding him the entire day. Did he accidentally let slip a perverted smile yesterday? He knew he shouldn’t have held your hand but you just looked too cute! He’s been trying his best to court you in his own way as a gentleman: cooking you meals, showing you favor, being close to you, you need that much to see Sanji’s affection. Still, he knows how shy you are, he shouldn’t have pushed that hard. It’s just.. the way you stared at him and the way you looked as he told you to part your lips.. gods he’s gonna end up with a nosebleed. He doesn’t know how much longer he can wait for you to confess first. Now the chef stands alone on the deck, leaning over the railing and blowing smoke into the night sky.

“Sanji?” The sound of your voice reaches his ears and he instinctively moves in front of you.

“Yes?” The speed catches you off guard. “Sorry, did I scare you?”

“It's okay.” You say softly, visibly anxious. “I just wanted to apologize.” His head tilts to the side.

“Apologize?” You nod.

“I’ve been avoiding you today. I didn't mean to.” Is this how it’s going to be? You embarrassing yourself so often you need to apologize? You know you have no chance but you at least don’t want him to hate you. ‘I should’ve just sucked it up yesterday, I can’t believe I did that knowing I live on this ship with him.’

“(Y/n)-chan, look up at me.” You look up and he cups your cheek with his hand, calloused and warm. “You don’t have a single thing to apologize for, I know I made you uncomfortable yesterday. I should be the one apologizing for that.” Even more guilt settles in your heart.

‘It’s not that. It’s not you. It’s me. I’m the one who got awkward and I’m the one who keeps craving you.’ A tear falls down your cheek and he lightly panics at the sight, using his thumb to swipe it away.

“What’s wrong? Did I say something?”

“How am I supposed to not cry from this?” Sanji cups both of your cheeks and places a kiss on your forehead.

“You’re so beautiful, don’t waste your tears on me.” One hand trails down to your waist. Your heart is beating fast and you can feel your face getting hot just like yesterday. “How are you feeling?”

“I-I just.. you’re close.”

“Do you not like it?” His voice is quiet, he’s still careful of your feelings when you’re being emotional seemingly out of nowhere. You bury your face in his chest and he rubs your back. You wish you had the courage to tell him. “(Y/n)-chan.” You clutch onto his shirt. “Do you think I do this with other women? Hold them tight and kiss their forehead?” You nod. “Then you’re wrong.” He grabs the sides of your jaw gently and pulls your face from his chest. “I do it because I love you.” The moonlight shines over him as he confesses, blonde hair almost glowing under it. Your eyes widen and he chuckles. “Are you shocked?” He leans down and presses his lips against yours. “You shouldn’t be. I’ve been showing signs this entire time and I’m sorry I tried to leave the confession to you.” You shudder as he kisses down your jaw to your pulse point. “I’ll take care of you.”

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You’re gently placed onto your back on Sanji’s bed with your new boyfriend’s lips on yours and his hands running along your clothed body. He pulls away.

“May I?” He asks with a kind smile and you shyly nod. “Thank you.” It’s so soft, romantic; you haven’t even dated for a day yet he treats you like you’re his most precious person. While he’s undressing you he suddenly stops at your bra.

“What’s wrong?” You start to get worried, maybe you should’ve worn something fancier?

“No, it’s—you’re so beautiful I have to prepare myself to see all of you.” Sanji takes a deep breath. The focus needs to be on you but you’re making his mind go crazy. ‘I almost wonder if I can handle it.’ His hands reach up to your covered breasts and his breath hitches. It’s embarrassing for the both of you but you’re starting to get needy.

“Please..” He gulps at your plea.

“I know, I’ll give you as much attention as you need.” He finally undoes your bra and sets it to the side before burying his face into your cleavage. “I hope you let me indulge as well.” He takes one of your buds into his mouth, sucking lightly before running his tongue along it while his hand massages the other. After a moment he switches, doing the same until you’re rubbing your thighs together. “Shh, you’ll get what you need soon.” He flicks your nipple with the tip of his tongue, only leaving once they’re puffy. A quick peck on the lips and he’s trailing kisses down your body until he’s right above your heat.

“I want it already, just put it in.” He chuckles at your whining, placing a smooch over your panties.

“When you’re this lovely? I’m only a man, love. How am I to resist?” His fingers hook under the sides of your underwear and pull them down, sneakily placing them under his pillow with a wink.

“Lewd.” You huff and he smiles, leaning it to kiss your bare mound.

“Yet you’re soaking just for me.” He parts you with his thumbs, breathing heavily as he holds back from just diving in. First he goes to your hole, dipping inside to indulge in your taste before sliding up to your clit to give slow circles while his hands move to rub your thighs. After a moment he wraps his lips around your bud and gently sucks, his tongue rubbing it faster as one of his hands goes to your entrance to slip a finger inside. It curls and you buck your hips, gripping onto his hair as a coil forms in your stomach.

“Sanji, I’m close!” You whimper as he slips another finger inside, scissoring you open before pumping them in and out quickly to build you up more and more until you finally snap. Pleasure fills your body as you thrust up into his face and close your thighs around him. You can’t stop, he doesn’t let you; he continues to lick and suck until you finally whimper from overstimulation. Only then does he stop. While you’re catching your breath you realize you’re suffocating him. “Sorry!” You open your legs expecting anger or annoyance but are met with the drunken lust of your boyfriend.

“Apologizing for putting me in heaven.. you can do that as many times as you want.” He’s normally so well kept, so composed, but his long blonde hair is messy and his trimmed beard slick with you. “I should be the one saying sorry.”

“For wha-AH!” His tongue dips back down to your pussy and starts to lick up all your release like he’s starving. He’s devouring you, drunk off of you as you grip onto his blonde locks. Once you’re clean he pulls back, licking his lips.

“Merci~♡” Sanji thanks you with a mischievous smile before sitting on his knees to undress. You’re caught staring. “Enjoying the view~?”

“..maybe.” It’s hard to hide it, seeing him well dressed is nice but seeing him without anything might be nicer.

“I’ll give it to you as many times as you wish, mon cœur. You only need to ask.”

“What if I ask so much it gets annoying?” You retort and his smile gets wider as he pulls his pants down, grabbing your hand and placing it over the bulge in his underwear.

“Does it seem like I would mind?” He asks and you quickly shake your head no. “Exactly, you don’t have to worry about me. The only thing you need to focus on is feeling good.” You sneakily grab the hem of his boxers and pull them down to release his cock.

“I want you to feel good too..” His heart squeezes at your whisper and he resists the urge to just kiss you forever.

“I’ll feel good naturally. How couldn’t I with such a caring lover like you?” Sanji removes his boxers and lifts your legs up to slot his body between them. “Are you ready?” You nod. “Good.” His tip smooches your entrance and he slowly sinks inside until your hips meet, thrusting at a slow pace.

“Sanji~” He knows you want faster.

“Sorry, you’re just so cute.” His hands go to yours, intertwining your fingers before going faster. You hold tight onto him and he leans down to lock eyes with you, his long hair like a barrier between you two and the world. Like you two are the only people that exist. You moan as he presses his lips against yours and he adjusts his hips to rub against your g-spot with every thrust, sensitive from your orgasm. You feel like it would be embarrassing if you came so early but it feels like you might. Your fantasies are coming true and they’re so much better than you imagined.

“Wait, I’m gonna cum.” You try to tell him but he doesn’t stop, only going into harder thrusts until you’re whining with each moan.

“Let go, love. As much as you need until you’re gasping.” With that the coil in your stomach snaps and you cum for the second time while whimpering. The feeling of you tightening and pulsing around him makes him groan and he continues even past your aftershock; more and more til he’s fucking into your sensitive walls.

“Too—much!”

“Just a little more, shh, just a little more.” His lips lock with yours until he pulls out, groaning into your neck as he cums on your stomach. The two of you bathe in the afterglow, enjoying the presence of one another. Right as he sits up you cover yourself up with your hands. It wasn’t on purpose, mostly instinct, but the gesture brings a frown to his face. He gently moves them away and you let him. He’s already fucked you, what’s the point of covering yourself up right now? Once they’re off his blue eyes scan your body with awe.

“You’re staring too hard.” You mumble.

“I wouldn’t ever be able to stare enough. You’re beautiful.” Sanji responds. You try to indulge him but, after an entire minute, you can’t take his stare and tug on his hair to pull him back to you. He chuckles. “Okay, I’m sorry.” He kisses your cheek affectionately. “At least let me clean you up.”

“If you stare too long I’m kicking you out.” You fuss before he gets any ideas of taking more than a minute. You don’t know how long he would look if given the chance and you aren’t ready for that yet.

“Ah, what will I do? I don’t want to make my love upset. I’ll try my best.” As for him, he’s still got his inner pervert, but he’d never harm you. He’ll cherish you, loving you every step of the way.