cw: slight NSFW(?), fem!reader, bunny hybrid reader, use of Y/N, mentions of being experimented, mentions of death, blood mentioned, pet names (my bunny / my lady / mon amour / ma chère), fluff, not proofread
a/n: i’ve been down the rabbit hole for sanji lately.. ugh get out my head sanji!!! (꩜ ᯅ ꩜)
it’s been a month since luffy stole you away from the world government. yup.
you’re a bunny hybrid. born with those sweet bunny ears and little cottonball tail. your strengths were unmatched—all without a devil fruit either. your family loved you dearly, the town adored your sweet personality and kind heart. what more could you have asked in your life?
but as words traveled… this didn’t go unnoticed by the world government. upon hearing a strong hybrid—scoffing that out of all hybrids—a bunny? how pathetic they thought. what would a weak bunny hybrid do? yet, they arrived to your home. despite defending yourself and your family, your strengths were noticed. so what did the marines do? stripping you away from the place you onced called home—not able to say your last words to your family, watching the marines burn everything in front of your eyes. until it was all faded into broken ashes of memories.
tested in labs, tortured—trying to be built as a weapon. no matter how much you’ve fought back, how much you’ve endured—they’ve only made your life hell. day after day, night after night. the more injuries you’ve recieved, the more you’ve been injected with all sorts of drugs—until they found the right one. the one that would make you completely obedient and submissive into the hands of both the world government and the marines.
you were nothing but a pawn, a toy—just a weapon. and they’ve succeeded.
the collar seeping chemical dosages into your system, making you lose focus of your emotions—your morals, everything. word has spread everywhere—the world government’s new threat.
a bunny that could kill.
many pirates laughed, but the ones who laughed, paid the price. their life.
you were unable to see the sun. you could only dream of freedom. little by little, praying, hoping something or someone could end your misery. whether or not if it was easier to die.
until…
the sun came to you. the dream of freedom became a reality. as if your prayers have been heard from the sun god—your savior—saviors, came.
you were up against luffy. as the collar around your neck triggered the dosages of chemicals into your system, losing your morals, targetting to the strawhat pirates. one attack to the next—you were tiring them all out with your stamina, your eyes were dull and lifeless, but each kick—managed them to stumble back.
“it’s the remote—!”
luffy was two steps ahead—flying himself towards you, slamming you down harshly to the ground, as you desperately tried getting him off. sanji following after luffy, getting a hold of you. the marine officer with the remote for your collar overdosing the chemicals into your body.
“robin—get it away from that officer—!” luffy shouted, sanji grabbing you, holding you tightly to restrain you—he already felt guilty as is for holding you without his permission. as you fought and squirmed, biting down harshly onto his hand, the chemicals seeping into your blood couldn’t hear his small pained wince, but he never let you go.
“hey, it’s okay.. focus on my voice.”
your mind was hazy—but all you could think of besides the chemicals being drugged in your system, was someone’s soft voice, your back against his chest, holding you tightly. your pupils dilating, you could taste the blood from his hands from how hard you bit him—the guilt beginning to register in your head.
guilt..?
you were beginning to focus—you were stronger than the strong dosages of the chemicals now.
“hey! you got this—! we’re here to help you!” luffy shouted, as he stood up, running to ward off the marines away, you tried your best to focus, fighting the control. weakly picking your head up, noticing that the strawhats—fighting the marines, defying all odds, to save you. you’re only a stranger to them—why are they doing this? what did you deserve to be saved by them?
you slowly removed your mouth away from sanji’s hand, the bitter metallic taste in your mouth, your eyes focusing.
“it’s okay. you’re safe with us.”
tilting your head back slightly, seeing sanji’s face—focused on you.
you didn’t even realize tears began burning down your cheeks. the tightness in your throat beginning to contrict, a small hiccup leaving your lips. the tears wouldn’t stop, your frame trembling, wiping your bandaged hands, the scars all over your body, the pain and agony—and yet, you’re being held in a warm embrace. his hands gently wiping your tears, you could only shatter. after enduring for so long—you could finally feel.
the moment you boarded the ship with you in his arms after escaping from the marine base, him carrying you to chopper’s office, before leaving. already in the kitchen, already finding himself busy with ingredients, making a warm soup for you amongst other dishes. the fact you entrusted him with carrying you, holding you even—his heart ached. after chopper finished flushing the toxins and chemicals out of your system before attending to help your wounds, seeing sanji enter in the office with a tray of food, chopper hopping off his chair, leaving to get desserts, and to give some space for you.
watching him placing the tray down on the table, you watched his movements, noticing his features—god he’s good looking and you bit his hand??? he was never going to forgive you for sure there’s just no way—
“i’m sorry for biting your hand.” you mumbled softly. you already tilted your head down in embarassment. “i’m truly, truly sorry—”
as he glanced down, his hand bandaged up earlier since chopper was busy treating you, he only smiled softly, sitting down beside the infirmary bed, holding the bowl of soup in his hand with a spoon.
“no, it’s my fault.” he said, softly blowing on the hot soup, gently spoon feeding you “what matters more is you getting better, mon amour.”
your eyes gently closed, enjoying the breeze of the sea, as your mind thought back from what happened from the past weeks, before hearing the conversations below you—luffy, chopper, and usopp playing together, zoro napping, nami and robin having their tea time together, franky working on his own projects, and brook providing the music.
it wasn’t your home when you first stepped onto the thousand sunny, but now it was.
“there you are ma chère.”
your fluffy bunny ears perking up, opening your eyes and turning your head around seeing him—the one who held you through your worst.
“hi sanji.”
his warm soft smile forming on his lips, sitting beside you, before reaching out to your hand, placing a soft kiss, making your little bunny tail softly wag—curses to his sweet and charming moves.
“i was looking for a certain bunny yknow.” his gently teased, gently keeping your hands in his, the warm touch lingering. “anything you’d like to eat or drink, my lady?”
“sanji, i still feel bad when you ask me for what i want..”
“nonsense mon amour, after all i’m the cook of our crew!”
our.
if you heard that from a month ago—you wouldn’t have believed that you were now a part of a new family. a family who loves you just as much as your family did back from home.
“could i get an iced lemonade?”
“anything the beautiful lady desires.” watching him stand up before pressing a warm kiss onto your forehead before leaving you, on his way to the kitchen.
for some reason, even when getting used to the feeling of being on a ship, being in a crew, getting to know all of them—your heart lingered with sanji. you couldn’t even understand why. you knew nami would tease you. wondering why you would love a lovesick pervert like him—but who wouldn’t?
in your eyes, he’s perfect.
his chivarly, his kindness, his appreciation towards women, his admirations, his ambitons, his dreams.
even when he came from an abused home—he still chose compassion and kindness.
no matter how others see him as a fool in love with women—you knew the truth. not many would understand, but you did. the late nights where you talked with him in the crows nest, telling each other’s stories from the past, and living for present and future, you understood him. you connected with him.
he’ll fall head over heels for almost any pretty woman he sees yes, but his adoration stemming from his childhood trauma, the lack of maternal and familial love. viewing through his eyes—that women as inherently precious and worthy of absolute protection, regardless of whether they are allies or enemies. and because of chef zeff teaching him the gentleman code, his appreciation is both honor and chivalry. even if he’s swoon over women, he still cares for others.
his heart is warm. soft. the kindest out of all.
in your heart, he took a permanent residence.
his hands lingering around you making sure you didn’t trip, making sure you’re satisfied with the meals and all the treats, spoiling you. of course the lingering thought came to mind whether or not he does like you or not.
his hands were slightly trembling in the kitchen, his cheeks flushed from just looking at you—god he would never play favorites at all amongst his crew, but you—you were something else.
the nights where you couldn’t sleep and you trusting him only to hold you before falling asleep together—how could his heart not race???
your kindness, your smile, your courage—everything about you is so endearing to him.
despite it being a month since you’ve boarded the thousand sunny, his flirts died down towards both nami and robin—which made it already seem like sanji was sick according to his own crew members.
but his heart yearned for someone else.
his heart wanted—no needed someone else.
he needed you.
tossing and turning in bed after dinner, everyone was already asleep…
great, another night where you couldn’t sleep. as your feet guided you to the aquarium bar, watching the fishes swimming in the tank, resting your head against the soft cushioned seats, the soft but dark light shining on your face lightly, before hearing footsteps near by, your ears perking up—hearing the familiar voice.
“can’t sleep again, love?”
“yea..” the moment you turned around to look at him, there he was.
he was holding a cake.
a strawberry choco cake.
your favorite.
“sanji…? what.. what’s the cake for?”
“it’s been a month since finding you, mon amour.”
“you made a cake…just for me?”
“of course. i couldn’t ever forget the day we found you.” the lighter and the cake being gently placed by the table, watching him opening his arms for you to come. “one month anniversary since you joined us, a month already passing of us sharing our stories and past, a month of being a part of this crew.”
you could feel your bottom lip quivering already, leaving your spot and running into his arms, his hand gently cupping the back of your head, stroking your hair softly, his fingers gently brushing against your floppy ears.
“sorry for touching them.”
“no—it’s okay.”
“are you sure?”
“positive. i trust you sanji”
god just strike lightening on this poor man now, his heart was beating out of his chest as is.
his hands carefully touching your ears, watching your cottontail wag, his cheeks turning red—
“you’re adorable.” he blurted out—he couldn’t even take his words back now oh god what if you thought of him as a weirdo now—
“thank you, sanji.” looking up at him to see his face, noticing his cheeks turning more pink, you could only smile softly.
both of you stood there, drowning into each others eyes, hearts intertwining, the forgotten cake beside you both on the table, gently standing on the tip of your toes as his head leaned down to match your height.
“may i..?”
instead of responding to his permission, gently tugging him by his shirt, pulling him down to a kiss. the kiss was soft and sweet, his hands not touching you before it found its place onto your waist, bringing you closer. melting into the kiss, your cheeks turning pink and your heart racing—there was no way he’s actually kissing you back.
your bunny tail wagging even more, brushing against his fingers and his heart about to explode, pulling away from the kiss first, watching his reaction.
“you’ve completely and utterly ruined me, ma chère.” him covering his face slightly to hide his blush away from your gaze before getting a piece of cake for you, holding the fork and his hand underneath to prevent from spilling.
“say ah..”
obeying almost immediately, opening your mouth as he fed you the sweet cake, the flavors of strawberry and choco melting in your mouth, you could only hum in satisfaction.
“perfect as always, sanji. thank you.”
as he noticed a bit of cream at the corner of your lip, leaning his head down again, licking the small bit away before giving a quick peck onto your lips. “anything for you, my bunny.”
kamisato ayato x reader | head of kamisato clan x personal secretary 🧋
a/n: delivering my perverted thoughts to light + first time writing smut (••;)
word count: 1145
cw: NSFW, fem!reader, improper relationship, slight plot but full smut(?), oral (fem rec), p in v, unprotected, creampie, pet names (my dear / love / angel), ooc ayato(?), no mention of y/n, small ft of ayaka thoma paimon aether, not proofread
outside the kamisato estate was a lively dinner between kamisato ayaka, thoma, paimon and aether. dish after dish, enjoying the varitey of foods both paimon and aether indulged in. loud laughter and food games going around between the four of them—but inside the estate, ayato was also indulging his meal.
his dear secretary underneath him.
“shhh…”
his large hands gripping down onto your hips before sliding to part your legs wider for him. to prevent you from bucking upwards, his tongue flat and drinking up every drop of your nectar, you could only bite on your lip till the point of bleeding, his nose buried between your wet folds.
“w-we’re gonna get caught—“ your words cut off, your thighs squishing his head between your legs from him delving deeper into your poor wet cunt.
“hmm..? we’ll only get caught if you keep making such cute noises.” his words muffled between your folds, sending a small tickle to your spine. continuing to lap up all your juices, his tongue swirling slowly to tease you to the edge, hearing your muffled desperate whines.
“keep quiet and maybe i’ll give you a reward…” his hazy purple irises looking up to see your flushed face, your chest heaving, feeling the desperate knot in your stomach to be filled with something more than just his tongue between your legs. “we wouldn’t want the other’s to find out now would we?”
expertly finding every sweet spots as he kept eating you out, you could already feel the knot forming inside your stomach, seeing constellations behind your eyelid within your reach, but before your orgasm could crash down like tidal waves, he began pulling away from your wet folds, licking his lips before settling in between your legs, hearing your frustrated whines.
“i was gonna cum—“ you hissed at him with tears at the brink of spilling, but watching him slide his yukata off, just enough for you to see his built figure. slowly beginning to reveal his cock, watching your eyes darting, a small smirk laying on his lips.
“what a needy secretary you are, my dear.” he teased, reaching out to hold your hand into his, pressing a gentle kiss. “however, i’d rather much watch you fall apart around my cock rather than my tongue taking credit. you understand, don’t you?” unfortunately for you, you were still annoyed at him. chest rising in frustration and head tilted back, before hearing a small sigh from him.
“well if you’re going to sulk, i suppose then we should stop—“ your eyelids shot open as you shook your head no.
“t-that wasn’t even close to what i implied—!” you panicked, seeing that mischevious grin playing on his lips—fuck he really did have you wrapped around his pretty fingers. curse him.
“then you’ll be a good little secretary, yes?”
stroking his cock, already pearls of pretty precum dripping onto his fingers, his cheeks flushed as he tilted his head back, smiling.
“and a good secretary can keep quiet.”
one hand reaching out as he restrained your wrists, his free hand gently massaging your thigh before parting them, beginning to align himself to your needy cunt. his angry tip twitching lightly before pushing in slowly, as you felt the intrusion, before you could make a sound, his lips found yours, muffling out any noise. the slow tortureous stretch filling you in slowly, him swallowing your moans, your back completely pressed onto the floor mats, before him filling you up completely.
“there we go.. all full of my cock.” smiling through the kiss before pulling away, wiping your tears with his hand. “i’ll wait until you’re ready.”
nodding your head, as your poor gummy walls clamped around his cock, feeling every twitch and how thick it was—you were more impressed by the fact that you managed to take all of him…
“please move.. ayato…” you muffled softly, before feeling his hand releasing your wrists, feeling a soft kiss on the temple of your head.
“as you wish, my love.”
curse him and his charisma and his stupid nicknames he has just for you…
slowly dragging his cock, rocking his hips slowly for you, continuing to whisper sweet praises for you, only for you.
“you take me so beautifully…” pressing soft kisses to the crown of your head, before picking up his pace, lewd squelching noises filling the air of his room. the scent of something sweet and sweat lingering.
“f-fuck… if you keep clamping onto me like that i won’t last.” before you could respond, he rolled his hips in a particularly deep thrust, hitting that sweet spot inside you, making your walls clench around him again, his grip onto your hip tightening. “a-ah.. fuck…” he moaned softly, fingers digging into your soft flesh as he picked up the pace slightly, fucking you harder now. “your tight cunt is milking me so good... i can feel myself getting close already.”
your mind was already gone—thrown out the estate at this rate, being fucked deeply by your own boss—THE kamisato ayato no better, and yet…
you were completely cockdrunk on him.
“c-can’t think straight..” you whined, head spinning as he drove deeper, his warm kisses making you even more lightheaded.
each thrust meeting your gspot continuously, a small bit of saliva dripping from the corner of your lips as he licked it away, cupping the back of your head gently, cradling you gently but his cock bullying you inside.
“bite down on me if you need to.”
your mind snapping out of your daze hearing his voice. a subtle shift in his hips, angling deeper, his tip bullying your cervix, taking his offer immediately, biting down on his shoulder to muffle your moans.
“good girl..” he praised, biting his own lip in a low groan, the angle allowing him to indulge deeper into you.
“i-i’m gonna cum—“ you whined softly in the crook of his neck, him cradling your head closer to the crook of his neck, the sopping mess spilling more and more wothon each thrust.
“cum for me first then.. i’ll be there with you too.”
as if on cue, his hips driving deeper meeting yours, clamping on his cock and tears spilling down, pressing your lips with his into a muffled kiss, squirting all over his cock, drenching his thighs, before feeling him pounding deeper, with a final deep thrust meeting your cervix and his weeping tip, coming inside of you.
“absolutely beautiful.” he smiles, pressing soft kisses onto your flushed cheeks, wiping away the remaining tears, holding your body against his.
“you did so good for me…” holding you closer to him, his cock still buried, a few lazy thrusts before slowly pulling out, a small hiss leaving his lips, watching your flushed cheeks and the glow illuminating from you, a smile forming again onto his lips. “ha..”
“what’s funny..?”
“nothing… it’s just you look adorable filled with my cum. that’s why, my dear secretary.”
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