(They/them)
Lime warning!
One kiss became many and soon their hands slid downward to lift him. His legs wrapped around the waist, the room grew warmer.
They fell onto the mattress so that he lay beneath.
"Sanji?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you sure you're ready?" Y/n leaned in closer and caressed his cheek.
"Yes."
"Alright, the safe word is blue."
He pulled them in for another heated kiss. He tugged at their clothes while they unbuttoned his. The tickle of their hand brushing his side caused him to squirm, a mental note of that was taken for later.
Their lips moved to his neck where they began to suck and bite. His fingers tangled in their hair as he held them close.
Pink bruises grew all over his neck, shoulders, collarbone, chest, and even a few on his wrists. Yet, that wasn't enough. There was one more place...
A hand slithered under his thigh and raised it up for easier access. Teeth grazed his inner thigh, his breath grew uneven. Another bruise and then a few more.
It started slow with one finger. Round and round.
The sound of his breathy voice created a craving for more, to hear their name.
Two, the pace picked up a bit. Rubbing against the sides.
His hands latched onto their shoulders. His back began to arch slightly.
"aahh...don't stooop~"
Three, they weren't about to disappoint their baby boi. In and out at a much faster pace.
"AAAaah! Y/n!" Sanji tugged at their hair and his back completely arched. He pressed himself closer to them.
"Say it again." They panted out.
His legs squeeze at their sides as they pumped even faster.
"Y/Nnn! AAaah~" His voice broke and rose in pitch.
They made a mess out of him, hair disheveled, rosy marks of love all over, his lower abdomen coated, and his form collapsed.
They slid out and moved to get up, only to stop. Y/n turned see his weak grasp on their wrist.
"Don't leave me..." Sanji pleaded out of breath.
"I'm not. I'm going to clean up my precious baby boy. Just relax, alright?"
He nodded and laid down.
Y/n took good care of him. Warm water for a more pleasant experience and a gentle massage to ease his tired muscles.
Once that was done the covers were pulled over them. He rested his head on their chest. He felt safe as he listened to the beat of their heart and sound of their breath. Nothing was more soothing their fingers running through his hair.
