this is for @chloenanami but y’all can read it too i guess. warnings: pet play, ass play, overstimulation

it’s hot. too hot. sanji can feel his hair matted to his forehead, rivulets of sweat beading down his chest. the air between you two is stuffy and growing worse as you pant into each other’s open mouths. but there’s no force in all the seas that could bring him tear himself away from you. not when you were spoiling him with the outfit you’d thrown on that night.

now he knew why you’d looked so pleased when you came back from your shopping trip with nami, nearly sprinting to your bedroom and telling him not to come in until tonight. the sight of your naked body you greeted him with when he finally did step into the room was somehow not the first thing he noticed. instead his eyes was drawn upwards to where a pair of fluffy cat ears sat atop your head, his stare only broken when you spun for him and showed off the matching tail that sat snug in your ass.

he thinks you might’ve asked if he liked it but his memories were blurry from then. he doesn’t remember how he pounced on you or when he tore off his clothes, driven forward by the singular need to be between your legs. even now, as you bounced away on his cock, tits pressed up to his chest, his mind felt fuzzy. drunk on the blissful pleasure of your cunt sucking him in. he reaches behind you and twirls your tail around his fingers, giving it a small tug and groaning when your walls clamp down around him.

“fuck you’re so dirty, kitty. who knew my baby liked getting her ass played with so much?”

you whine at his breathless tone but your hips grind down on him, your clit finally getting the attention it so desperately needed. “sanji ‘m gonna cum. make me cum.”

he’s never denied you anything before and he wasn’t about to start now. sanji shifts to anchor his feet down on the bed, grabs your hips and holds you still as he jackhammers up into you. the squeal you let out next to his ear is the only warning he gets before you’re cumming. he can feel your thighs trembling from where they’re pressed up next to him as he fucks you through your orgasm. his thrusts never stop as he rolls you both until your back hits the mattress, folding his legs up beneath you so he can hump into you while your legs lock around his waist, heels digging into his spine.

“that’s it, angel take it. gonna fuck my cum into you. you want that, pretty kitty? you want your little pussy stuffed full?”

he knows you won’t answer, too busy crying from how sensitive your poor pussy is as he ruts against you but the sting of your nails digging into his shoulder blades answers for you. sanji cums with a low moan, relishing in the feel of your walls milking him dry. you’re so good to him even when you’re fucked dumb and drooling, your cat ears askew on your head. he leans forward to lick at the corner of your mouth before capturing your lips with his.

“one more time baby” he mumbles against your lips, already thrusting shallowly, his spent cum squelching as it leaks out around him. “you can give me just one more, right?”

|| BLUE LOCK VER. COWBOYS || BLUE LOCK MERCH ||

just remembered oda’s 40 year old design for zoro ohhhh im in heat ooooh the lust in my body

Unironically not interested in merely sitting on shanks’ face I need to grab him by the hair and hump it w no mercy and the worst part is he’d be so wildly into it 🙄 I literally can’t win