𝑵𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑼𝑵𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑫
SANJI X F READER ☆ ORAL; OVERSTIMULATION
You can’t stop trembling; thighs on fire, muscles tensing, blond hair tangling in between your fingers.
Arched back forming a bridge in between sweat and honey-stained sheets; the architecture of pleasure and lust, and a river of past paradise.
Moaning, unstoppable. Legs trying to close, being forcefully held not to do so.
“I can’t… I can’t…!” pleads that beg for mercy, but a hand that pushes his royalty face against your core.
He doesn’t care, he keeps going. Sanji, drown in an exquisite fountain of your elixir, keeps feeding off your flesh. Dancing tongue that even sometimes penetrates, wanders through the ups and downs of your sacred anatomy.
“I am going to burst…” you whine, in between tears that begin pooling on the side of your eyes and run through your heated cheeks. “I can’t keep going, I need you to stop”
Sanji knows you don’t want him to stop; Sanji knows you want to burst… but even he didn’t, he won’t stop. Not now. Not every time he eats you out.
No chivalry is enough to surpass the first law that rules his morals.
“I’m sorry, (Name)-swan… I was taught to eat everything on my dish, leaving it unfinished would be such a waste… specially when your sex tastes so delicious”
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💙Sanlu Week Day 2💙
Day 2: Stealth Black/Gear 5
All the tales the same
Told before and told again
A soul that's born in cold and rain
Knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
And at last can grant a name
To a buried and a burning flame
As love and its decisive pain
Oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
This was my most ambitious piece. And it is one I am most proud of, too. Accepting both of the prompts, Stealth Black Sanji is shown the sunlight of Gear 5 Luffy. This piece was probably the most "trust the process" I've ever had to do, and I almost quit many times, but I'm glad I stuck it out because it quickly became my favorite piece I got to do for this event, and I wanted to see it through. 🖤🤍
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hear me out
stealth black!sanji where sanji does indeed start losing his emotions and word makes it way back to judge, so he has him kidnapped/his death faked and uses science to rush the removal of emotions along with wiping a good chunk of his memories to make him easier to control... the focus however was high-key placed on emotions such as empathy, humility, kindness, joy, etc. since judge wanted to ensure to an absolute degree that sanji's 'flaws' were wiped clean, leaving only the perfected stealth black he was always meant to be
but judge makes a mistake
in his hurry to eradicate the humanity, he didnt consider the consequences of leaving even an inkling of negative emotions within an abused, aching shell - smattering of disjointed memories, blurry faces in sporatic dreams, voices that are just outside his grasp, a longing for something but yet lacking a name...
injured, raw, bloody from unknown wounds he may be, but stupid, sanji is not
he's stealth black, espionage is his specialty, he knows how the human mind works, how words can be twisted, the ways a tide can be turned with the right leverage. all people, with the right tools, are malleable. he also knows the range of his 'father's' skills, knows how far judge would go to secure a victory, how little he fears damaging his own to get the right outcome...
sanji knows
there is a hole where his heart ahould be, deep, dark, and endless. he cannot feel love, but he knows its absence. there is no sympathy for the innocent lives ravaged in the vinsmoke name, yet its mention brings bile to his throat. he sees the sunrise across the sea with blank eyes and watches it set on the corpses of kingdoms with growing repulsion
his brothers laugh, they were taught how despite it having little meaning to them. they echo the teachings of their father.
sanji had that ripped away. he can recognize a hole when he sees it even if he doesnt know what once filled it. there are no empty laughs. no fake smiles. no uncaring boasts. he cannot, there was no reason for him to (were even the echos of joy a risk?)
instead he burns
hot loathing makes a home in his chest. contemp and fury settle in his lungs, growing with every breath he takes, fueled by the embers of despair settling in his stomach
sanji knows despair, knows how deep their roots take in humanity, that to be human is to suffer... but without the other half, the joy of human connection which makes it all worthwhile, the act of living, he cannot conceptualize the value of being alive in the face of such suffering
instead he stands back and watches. unbalanced, unchecked, and under-estimated, stealth black plans. he'll rid the world of their filth, finishing the job blackleg sanji was too weak to do
for in his hurry, judge forgot about sanji's rage, about the depths of his grief and the ferocity of his burning passion. so afraid of one little boys generosity, he brushes off the dangers of unbridled resentment, that malice cannot always be reigned in by an iron fist alone
and where once, there were certain teachings of honor and integrity, of love and belief to temper this flame, judge left nothing. he took away the soft words of a kind mother, the sharp kicks of a caring father (his real father), the unabashed voices of true nakama...
is it really all that surprising that once loving flames would turn into a blazing inferno, one which burns the world indiscriminately?
judge doesnt realize he didnt defang the wolf, no, he removed the muzzle
tl;dr - if a person is made of burning passion and you remove their kindness, wouldnt that just leaving burning? judge focuses only on getting rid of sanji's soft traits not considering that he'd never actually be able to control a sanji that rages indiscriminately, which eventually comes to bite him in the ass as stealth black sets the world on fire out of self-loathing
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