Each night before bed, Sanji makes sure to take the time to worship you. Heāll start at the end of the bed, lightly take your ankle and lift, so that he can kiss the top of your foot and work his way up. The palms of his hands caressing and cupping your leg as he goes. His eyes donāt break away from yours, not even as he reaches your hip and then moves back down to do the same to your other leg. He puts extra care, love, and attention to where youāre most self conscious, treating you as softly as he can when there. Up your stomach, loving the soft and squish he finds there. Always, always, his breath hitches and his body shivers a little when he reaches your breasts, (he never can help his lovesick, eager tendencies). Taking your hand to kiss each fingertip, pausing when he nuzzles face into your palm. Some kisses are chaste and warm, others open-mouthed and hot, where his tongue might even sneak out for a taste. He doesnāt leave a single inch of you untouched, un-kissed, unloved. At the end, heāll kiss each eyelid closeāif it hasnāt turned into something much more intimate and desperateāand wish you goodnight. Murmuring to sleep well with sweet dreams, and asking that maybe they could be of him, if you could honor him so.