Smutty Sanji HCs
Here it is, a long time coming. I have been thinking about and working on this in pieces for weeks. I just love Sanji so much that I wanted to make sure I did him justice in how I think he'd behave while being intimate. Part of my self-indulgent smutty HC series.
CW: NSFW MDNI! P in v, oral f! and m! receiving, praise kink, use of 'good boy.' Sanji being a switch :)
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Sanji lives to serve. It’s obvious in the way that he carries himself, tends to the needs of his crew, any lady he meets, strangers in need. From the bottom of his heart, Sanji is a giver.
This translates perfectly in the bedroom.
Sanji is almost always in the mood, and if you offer, he won’t hesitate to jump on the chance. Otherwise, he doesn’t like to ask.
Given how horny Sanji is, he'll wait until it's built up so much that he's sure you'll be in the mood, too. He would hate to inconvenience you with something as ‘primitive’ and ‘unseemly’ as ‘his needs.’
He has a very specific way of letting you know he's in the mood. When you’re alone, kissing, he’ll suck on your bottom lip gently to savor your flavor and move his hands from your waist to your hips. That’s how you know that he’s getting a little too pent up.
Sanji likes to take his time. Not in a torturous way - at least, not on purpose. Sex is an act of worship for him, something that takes time to appreciate you in the way that he feels you deserve.
He’s a leg man, through and through. Thick calves and thighs? He loves to paw at them, feeling the plush skin under his hands that are calloused from years of cooking. Thin calves and thighs? All the same, taking his time to trace out the muscles and bones beneath.
He just loves legs. All shapes, all sizes, all lengths, so long as they’re attached to the beautiful woman he cherishes more than anything.
Every time you start having sex, he always begins by going down on you, eating with the hunger of a man who’s experienced starvation before.
I’ve written a separate little blurb that goes more in-depth about this next process of sex for him, but suffice it to say that he will typically start at your feet, your ankles, your legs, and work his way up.
He likes to kiss and nip at your calves and your thighs, giving hushed whispers of praise all the way to the junction between your legs. That’s when he digs in.
”Always tastes so good. Better than anything I could make.”
Sanji is fairly certain that he can’t properly enjoy sex without eating you out. He’s not only a chef, but he’s a connoisseur of all that he can taste. He’ll treat your pussy like your mouth, making out with it and lapping languidly across your folds. Your labia, your entrance, all of it. He likes to suck on your clit, rolling his tongue over it in his mouth again and again.
He’ll eat you out as long as you let him, pairing the act of devotion with his fingers. He has the skill of a cook, his fingers confident as he works to prepare you for his cock.
Union required blowjob sidebar: Sanji loves them, if he can work past his initial guilt of having his cock in your throat.
He’ll never ask for them, even if they’ve invaded his thoughts late at night on more than one occasion. He doesn’t like the idea of marring your mouth with his cock and ruining you in this way. If you ask, though? He’s more than happy to comply.
The praises you whisper as you kiss at the tip, when you stripe your tongue over his length, popping his head into your mouth.
”Ah - please, your mouth is so pretty. I love how it feels.”
There’s nothing prettier than seeing your lips wrapped around him and feeling your tongue swirl along his slit.
He never moves, not even if you tell him it’s okay. The most he’s comfortable doing is taking your hair in his hands, guiding your movements only if you ask. And even then, it’s at a slow pace, only moving you far enough on his length that he won’t touch the back of your throat. He’s not into choking.
If you take charge, though, and bring his cock back into your throat that far, he’ll cum immediately. Without hesitation.
Sex with Sanji can honestly go one of two ways. He’s a switch, happy to let you take charge, and more than willing to take the reins for the night if you ask.
On nights when you take charge, he’s a puddle, absolutely pliable to your every whim. The praise he whispers to you makes him heady, but the ones you whisper back to him are the quickest way to fuck him stupid.
”I’m yours, I need you like air. Please, use me for your pleasure. Let me make you feel good.”
Having you ride him while you’re in charge is his favorite position. Moving your hands up your body, guiding them to your breasts so he can knead and mold them like he would any dough he’s prepared.
His hands are as strong as they are gentle, and his fingers like to roll and tug on your nipples carefully so he can pull as many moans from you as possible.
Sanji will put his hands everywhere he can, sculpting across your body as he sings your praises and begs to cum. He always looks so pretty the way his curled eyebrows furrow and tears prick up in his eyes.
It’s not that he’s overstimulated, or even overwhelmed - he’s just so grateful to be inside you.
”Angel - ah - feels so good! You’re perfect for me, so tight and beautiful.”
”Yes, please, you’re so gorgeous bouncing on my cock! Love how you look - I don’t deserve you!”
”Am I making - ah, nng - you feel good? Am I a good boy, sweetie?”
It should also be noted that Sanji whimpers. Whimpers when you are on top of him, or when you’re having him fuck you at your command. He can’t handle how sexy you are when you take charge, and consequently, he ends up a moaning and keening mess.
Conversely, if Sanji’s in charge, he’s more than happy to do what he can to prioritize your orgasm. Truthfully, your orgasm is always on his mind, but since it’s up to him, he’ll bring you to orgasm as much as possible.
He prefers missionary because he loves to watch the way your lips part with moans and mewls. He loves to see your pupils dilate, your nose scrunch up.
If he gets too excited, he has to close his eyes so he can reprioritize himself, because seeing you get worked up on his cock is enough to make him cum on the spot.
He’s not mean, but he’s assertive. Maybe even bossy. Since he’s so focused on making you feel good, he’s simultaneously both your biggest cheerleader and he’s your biggest op.
“That’s only two so far. Come on - you can give me more, can’t you?”
”Let me make you cum. I’ll make sure you forget everything except how I make you feel if you keep making those pretty noises for me.”
”Yes, that’s what I want to hear. You’re doing so good, taking everything I give you.”
His cock will be moving into you with amazing accuracy, and if he feels like you aren’t loud enough, he’ll angle your legs to bring himself deeper and hit that g-spot in you over and over.
His thumb always finds your clit as you get closer, and he’ll rub it in the way you’ve told him works best for you. Little circles, up and down, whichever way he feels will be the best to work you up.
When he feels you tightening around him, his dick protected within the vice grip of your satin walls, his praises will get more poignant.
”Ah, fuck, just like that! Looking so gorgeous on my cock. You’re going to come on it, right? You’re going to cream on my cock, love?”
“You’re perfect - so perfect for me, all fucked out and begging for more. You don’t have to beg, angel. I’ll give you everything you want and more until you beg for me to stop.”
”Everything I have is yours - this cock is yours, so take it! Let me bring you to heaven and back!”
The night won’t end without multiple orgasms for you. When you were first intimate together, he’d come pretty quickly, so it became a mission for him to make sure that you’re thoroughly satisfied. Now that his stamina has gotten better, and he’s more controlled, he’ll put his own orgasm off for as long as possible so you can finish the night together.
Sanji finds it romantic to cum together.
In the aftermath, he eases himself out of you almost immediately so that he can take you in his arms and hold you close. He’ll pepper your neck, your shoulders, and your face with little kisses as he breathes against you.
”Thank you. Thank you for letting me love you. You’re so beautiful.”
Aftercare is his specialty. If he cums on your body, he’s quick to pull a towel to wipe it up. If one was forgotten - which it seldom is - he’ll just opt to use his shirt to wipe up the mess. He’ll be the first to get up and bring you water, medicine, a snack. Whatever you need.
He likes to carry you into the bath once you’re willing, setting you into the warm water with him. He’ll cradle you in his arms as you settle together, your back against his chest as he whispers sweet nothings into your ears. His hands will trace over your body, washing it languidly.
Yes, this has resulted in bathtub sex before.
I can make a whole separate HC list for the way he fucks when he’s jealous. More on that one day ;)
