Sanji would be lying when he said he didn't know what all the flirting had been leading to. The gazes Ace would throw him, the bumping of shoulders, the lighting of cigarettes with their faces just a little too close.
He was, in fact, planning to lie, were any of the Straw Hats to ask any questions about where he and Luffy's older brother snuck away late at night while the rest of them were partying.
The flirting had escalated amidst the food, the singing and the drinking - specifically the bit of rum Sanji and Ace poured each other while talking. Under the table, the black-haired man snuck a hand up Sanji's knee, and the blond melted, face burning from what he wanted to say was only the alcohol.
"Would you like to go somewhere a little more private, cook...?"
Sanji's head spun. He nodded dumbly and blabbered: "store room".
They got up and Sanji tried to compose himself, grinning and bidding the ladies goodnight, and the rest of the crew not to eat all of the food or he'd kill them. Luffy, Chopper and Usopp pretended not to hear, while Nami and Zoro shot him a look. He turned around and pointed the way to Ace before he could see the way the two looked at each other knowingly.
Sanji wasn't sure who pushed who, but before they had even reached the door to the storeroom, they were already kissing and gripping at each other's clothes. Ace's hands felt hot against his body, and it was almost as if they were everywhere, all at once.
When they broke away for air, Sanji tried to regain his thoughts while the other man kissed at his neck and felt him up.
"Ace, fuck," he started eloquently. The black haired man's hands had snaked under his shirt and up his back. "You're- mmnh. I have... ngh. Please..."
Ace pulled away with a smile and licked his lips. "Mhm? What is it, Sanji?"
Despite the playful tone, his hands had stopped moving and he gave him a second to think. The cook avoided looking at him and just focused on calming his breathing and heartrate.
"I... well," he tried again. "How do I say this... I've never... been. With a guy. Before," he said choppily, embarrassed. "Doesn't change how much I want this, but... well... I thought you should know."
Ace's smile dropped for only a few seconds before chuckling again, albeit with none of the previous teasing tone. "Thanks for telling me, Sanji. Is there anything else you'd like me to know before we continue...?"
The older man's finger trailed slowly down his spine to the small of his back, making him shiver and sigh shakily. He really, really tried to think of an answer, but his brain had completely turned to mush.
He grabbed Ace by his belt, dragging him inside of the store room and locking the door behind them. Displaying a behaviour he never thought possible for himself, he looked straight in the other man's eyes and said:
Ace was surprised for only a second. He grinned and sat down on a box, slowly unbuckling his belt and motioning for Sanji to get down on his knees on the floor. The blond quickly complied, vaguely feeling grateful for being tipsy and not having to deal with the embarrassment of behaving like a dog in front of another man.
When Ace pulled down his pants and then his underwear, Sanji found himself at eye level with his cunt.
The opening was dripping and twitching, as was the large clit atop. It was an angry, beautiful red, and the longer he stared the more it quivered. Ace brought his hand down, fingers trailing over long, curly, dark pubic hair, and pushed the lips further apart, spreading it all for Sanji to see.
A loud moan escaped him before he could even stop himself. Brain short circuiting, he ignored the initial urge to feel embarrassed and dove tongue first over the pussy instead.
Ace hissed in pleasure and fell against the wall, hands snaking into Sanji's hair, fisting some of it and pushing himself against the eager cook's face. Sanji lapped greedily at the cunt and suckled on the engorged clit, almost as if in a rush to get a taste of every inch of Ace.
"Slow down there, lover," the black haired man gasped, trying to regain his breath. "It's not going anywhere. Take it easy."
Sanji hummed, or moaned, or sighed. He wasn't sure. He pulled away from Ace's pussy, panting slightly, and changed position, head now further down for better access. He looked up at the older man, silently asking for guidance.
Ace huffed out a low laugh and carded his fingers through the blond hair. "Go slower. Deeper. Use your tongue a little better - I know you can, hm?"
The slight jab was insulting, but Sanji found his face growing hotter, and his pants tighter.
He took the indications seriously and began lapping at Ace unhurriedly, making sure to push against him deeper, tongue burrowing further inside his cunt. He hummed and moaned, on a subconscious level knowing the vibrations made it better for the other man. When he heard him moan and felt his nails digging against his scalp, it was the only confirmation he needed.
He pulled away for a second to suck the clit into his mouth yet again, twirling his tongue around it and reveling in the sounds and little words of praise Ace made in the process.
Sanji was about to start feeling smug about this until he felt Ace's foot against his hard-on. The rush of pleasure and subsequent moan absolutely shattered any of the pride he had had before, and the little chuckle from the other man really put the nail in the coffin.
He wished he hadn't gotten harder from it, too.
Moaning against the drenched pussy and trying his best not to cum from just that, Sanji licked deeper into Ace and reached up to rub at the clit with his thumb.
"Fuck, cook- I'm almost...! Ffffuck..." Ace groaned and tugged harder on the blond's hair. "Don't stop, loverboy, I'm almost there..."
The little nickname made Sanji's heart do a summersault. He whined and rutted against the foot at his crotch, and desperately pushed his mouth and tongue deeper against Ace's cunt.
Ace's breath hitched and he moaned out the cook's name, pussy twitching and thighs spasming as he came.
After he felt the other man's orgasm was over, Sanji pulled away breathless and panting, a hot string of saliva uniting his tongue and the cunt in front of him before breaking. He was extremely red, his lips were puffy, and his chin had slobber and Ace's juices dripping from it. He looked down at himself and wanted to die when he realized he had come in his pants.
He was afraid Ace would mention it (or perhaps he was expecting it), but then he heard a snore. His head shot up and he went slack-jawed when he saw the other man had fallen asleep.
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