[ sanji really does feel as safe as he's ever been, not necessarily in terms of being protected, but in feeling secure in simply being wanted. it's never been a common feeling for him, not with his longing to leave baratie where he'd felt wasted no matter how grateful he'd felt to zeff, not with the years before that where his existence hadn't even mattered at all. every day he comes to learn how much this crew instills him with adoration, in a way that's so honest, his heart might threaten to burst.
with nami and luffy here, it feels like both enough and not, like he needs to kiss them both so much more than he has, that his mouth needs to be everywhere, over every inch of skin they offer. he manages to catch sight of a bit more of that skin when he's in the midst of grinning at luffy's nip, chuckling at the teasing bite, just as nami reels back to strip off her shirt.
of course his eyes are drawn onto the sight, of what he deems to be absolutely perfect breasts, sparing another grin as he turns back to luffy, kissing his mouth once more before tilting his head to sneak kisses to the other side of his neck as both sets of hands go to work — one curving around nami's body to cup a breast in hand, kneading a tender squeeze as his thumb rolls to massage a stiffening nipple, the other tracing down along luffy's back, dipping into the back of his shorts to tease a touch to his ass.
lips still wet from luffy's heated kiss and nami's thighs snug and tight against his leg, it's impossible to not react, his cock already beginning to form an outline in his pants, slowly prodding against the cotton as he gets harder. right now, he just wants to touch them more, to use his hands and mouth everywhere he can, even if he's restricted from where he's trapped under their combined weight.
all these clothes are plenty of an obstacle too. nami, of course, had the right idea. ]
You next, Luffy. [ he whispers to his ear, his smile heard in the words, before he nips a returning gentle bite to the lobe, just as luffy had done to his lip, as his fingers give a suggestive tug to the top of his shorts, indicating for him to get layers off just as nami had done. ]
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with nami and luffy here, it feels like both enough and not, like he needs to kiss them both so much more than he has, that his mouth needs to be everywhere, over every inch of skin they offer. he manages to catch sight of a bit more of that skin when he's in the midst of grinning at luffy's nip, chuckling at the teasing bite, just as nami reels back to strip off her shirt.
of course his eyes are drawn onto the sight, of what he deems to be absolutely perfect breasts, sparing another grin as he turns back to luffy, kissing his mouth once more before tilting his head to sneak kisses to the other side of his neck as both sets of hands go to work — one curving around nami's body to cup a breast in hand, kneading a tender squeeze as his thumb rolls to massage a stiffening nipple, the other tracing down along luffy's back, dipping into the back of his shorts to tease a touch to his ass.
lips still wet from luffy's heated kiss and nami's thighs snug and tight against his leg, it's impossible to not react, his cock already beginning to form an outline in his pants, slowly prodding against the cotton as he gets harder. right now, he just wants to touch them more, to use his hands and mouth everywhere he can, even if he's restricted from where he's trapped under their combined weight.
all these clothes are plenty of an obstacle too. nami, of course, had the right idea. ]
You next, Luffy. [ he whispers to his ear, his smile heard in the words, before he nips a returning gentle bite to the lobe, just as luffy had done to his lip, as his fingers give a suggestive tug to the top of his shorts, indicating for him to get layers off just as nami had done. ]