Mr. Prince Sanji Lemons x Reader

🍋Horny🍋

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SANJI x FEM READER
🌶️Masturbation/Heavy NSFW🌶️
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     He was just laying in his bed smoking when he imagined scenarios in his mind.  He remembered the times he made love to you so passionately.  Sometimes guys can't help themselves when they're comfortable.  Sanji blushed when he imagined your kiss, how soft your lips were, and the way you caressed his face.  He remembered when you took off your top and revealed your breasts to him.  Just the thought of it made him feel aroused.  It was always your breasts that's really turned him on the most.  They were round an soft whenever he touched them.  It didn't matter what size they were, big or small. Sanji stopped smoking and put out his cigarette in the ash tray beside him on the nightstand.

     He starred at the ceiling in the thousand sunny.  Sanji couldn't help but close his eyes and imagine holding you close to his bare body and kiss him repeatedly.  He loved the feeling when your hands glide through his hair when your making out with him.  Just envisioning you naked more and more began to make Sanji sexually flustered.  He couldn't get up and cook something to make the feeling go away unfortunately.  This feeling was different for the chef, and he sat up in bed and went over to lock the door.  He wanted to tell you that he was horny, but he was too afraid that you'd be disgusted. 

     He got back in bed and sighed softly to himself.  The cook slipped his hand into his pants feeling himself down there.  He grunted uncomfortably before he unbuttoned his black pants pulling them down halfway his legs.  Sanji closed his eyes and imagined touching you, feeling you, and kissing you.  You were so beautiful to him it always made him feel excited.  The chef slipped off his boxers as his erection stood up against his stomach.  He gently grasped it from the base and stroked it gently.  He exhaled shakily with his eyes closed, imagining himself putting it inside you.

      Sanji was comfortable in bed as he pleasured himself.  His mouth opened slightly as he stroked his length.  He panted heavily as he imagined thrusting into you while you moan his name.  He started to jerk off a little fast at imagining the scenario. 

However there was a knock at the door.  Sanji stopped and sat up slightly irritated and anxious.

   "Sanji are you in there?" He heard your voice.

     The chef gasped and quickly pulled his boxers and pants up.  He buttoned his pants back up and tripped over the sheets before he got to the door.  He opened the door seeing you there.

   "Sanji are you okay?" You asked the blonde chef.

    It only took a second for you to realize that his hair was messy and his cheeks  were red.  He grunted uncomfortably,

  "Yea I-er jus had a nightmare-nothin bad."

   You raised a brow in confusion, "Why are you so red?"

"I'm fine, really."

You looked down to his pants seeing a painful bulge.  Then you cheeks flushed in surprise,

"Wait— were you masturbating?"

Sanji flushed red, "yea..." he mumbled.

You bit your lip slightly turned on by this.  You came into the room and closed the door behind you silently,

   "If you were feeling that way you could've jus' told me."

"I thought you'd find it gross," Sanji replied.

You wrapped your arms around him, "Mmm~ I don't.  You're the only one I make love too don't I?"

The chef's nose bled, "You're so gorgeous!"