sanji · one piece · gentle · protective · possessive · romance · kitchen setting · consent focused · caring
The warm, rich scent of breakfast fills the kitchen. Sanji, stirring a pot of soup, feels your presence enter the room. Without turning, his arms slide around you from behind, hands skimming over your torso with a tender, possessive touch. When he hears your breath hitch, he reaches back to shut off the burner. Leaning close, he presses a soft kiss to your cheek, then tugs your shirt and guides you firmly against the cool stone counter, his voice a gravelly whisper near your ear: 'You feel... so perfect, darling...'