Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 8 - Sanji x fem!reader

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: cisfem
Character: Black Leg Sanji
Vibe: NSFW Consensual
AU: Vampire AU
Prompt: Aphrodisiac (AND forced proximity - worked out well) 

Summary: You were so close to getting close with you vampiric benefactor, when a crack in the foundation sends you both into a tight spot in the older part of the manor.

Content Notes: forced proximity, aphrodisiac, accidental edging, frantic consent.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

Sanji was in trouble.

Your body was soft against his, and this close he could feel everything. Your breasts squished against his chest, your soft fingers against his arms, and your thighs against his legs. The scent of you was maddening too, and there was no getting away from any of it.

At least he'd managed to keep you from getting cut or scratched when the two of you fell. Stuck between the walls of the old manor, he was sure, but there wasn't much he could do about it right now. He had strength enough, but that strength would harm you as much as the cinder block, and he refused to risk it.

You were in trouble.

This close to the vampire you could feel just how strong he was. Body like cords of steel and silk, malleable and flexible, but completely immovable. You were certain the cinder block was going to be softer than him, but he seemed to be doing his best to help you get comfortable.

He smelled so good too. Even with all the dust and wood that had kicked up when the floor gave way, you couldn't ignore the scents around him. Smoky, but savory, like warmed herbs in an oven. Something like dried flowers too.

You could feel his hands digging into the wall, like he was trying to give you as much space as possible.

"Um... thank you." You say finally, still wriggling a little. Your feet weren't quite on solid ground, and it was distracting to be leaning against him.

"Certainly," he replies, voice thick, face turned away from you. "My apologies. I allowed myself to be so distracted by your beauty that I almost risked you harm."

You nearly snort, laughing before you can say more. "Sorry, sorry, it's just... cute. Corny," you clarify. "But cute."

You feel him twitch, and he puts a hand over his mouth. "Ah, my bad." You start. "It's probably not proper to call a vampire cute."

"S'fine." He mutters.

"Any ideas?"

Sanji coughs, and sputters a bit, and after a moment nods. "Once the sun sets I can transform." He explains. "Unfortunately, we're rather soundly stuck until then."

"Welp." You shift a little and something jolts through you. Gasping you grab onto Sanji who turns to look at you.

"Are you alright?"

You can feel warmth rush through your body, but you nod. "Y-yeah, it's just... that flower smell."

"Flower?" Sanji sniffs as he asks and suddenly puts a hand over your nose. "Shit." He hisses the word under his breath and starts to move. The pressure of whatever he's trying to do makes you hiss in a breath at the slight pain and he stops.

"My apologies for, uh, well." Sanji clears his throat. "If I try to break the wall, I risk breaking you." He shifts a little and pleasure jolts through you again. Sanji slaps a hand over his face, driving his head into the wall. "The flower scent is from something I thought I got rid of decades ago."

Your body shivers, and the heat from earlier was settling between your legs. "Ah, it's... hard to ignore." You gasp. The more you try not to move, the more you seem to move. "Sorry, it's..." You look up and gasp just as Sanji looks down at you.

Blue eyes shift red, and both his hands shoot past your head, embedding themselves into the other side of the wall. A small line of blood slips from his nose, and in your addled state you only just start to wonder how you're able to see so well down here.

Right now though, you're transfixed on that red line. Your body shifts against his, pressing into him heavier. Sanji tenses, eyes shut, hands practically stuck in the cinder block. You wiggle enough to stretch and lick the line of blood that's reached his lip.

His eyes open wide, breathing stopped, watching you as you lick again. He starts to say something but you cup his face.

"You're beautiful." You murmur. "Please - kiss me."

"You're effected by the flower I," he stammers, unable to pull his gaze away from your pleading eyes.

"Sanji. Please." You assert, tugging his collar. "I've wanted you to do so before now."

"I'm effected, too, I can't -." You shift, and his hips buck in response, the cry you let out breaks what little restraint he had left and he leans down and kisses you deeply.

Your fingers slip into his hair and you nearly pull yourself up with the grip. Sanji frees his hands from the blocks and grabs onto your hips. The kiss breaks as you roll your hips, steadying yourself against his grip. He hisses as his cock strains against his pants. You let out a breathy moan, the pleasure from the friction and the impact of the flower's scent working you up.

"Sorry, Sanji, I'm sorry," you murmur over and over, grinding against the trapped vampire.

His eyes glaze over a little bit and he starts helping you move. "It's alright, it's okay. We can, hnnngh! - tah-talk more, after, after this." His toes curl in his shoes and he bites his lip to keep from gripping you too hard as the pleasure builds.

Pleasure and pain, his pants are entirely too tight, but the ache helps keep him grounded against the scent. He wants to bite you, to sink his teeth into your sweet skin, maybe just as you cum. How delectable would you taste then? How intoxicating?

He slams his head back, knocking the thoughts out of his mind. He can feel your body shivering against his, so soft and warm, as your breath fell against him, heavier and faster than earlier. He'd have to put his head through the wall to find any hope of relief, but he can't avert his senses at this point.

You're close, so close. Wet, desperate, and needy eyes have him held in place almost physically. He's barely even breathing, shallow wisps sifting between his teeth.

"Sanji!" You cry as you nearly peak, but you're denied at the last second, as the friction is gone and you drop a little. The space between the walls is much less crowded as a small bat flutters above you, his erratic flight path taking him further away in an incredible show of will power.