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The cook's heart was racing in his chest, he could feel every thump against him like a wild animal clawing at its cage. 

He couldn’t believe you were letting him go on a date with Robin. Sanji’s thought was so loud, he was afraid he might have spoken it.

That thought of you brought memories of last night to his mind, and he coughed to try to clear them as he took in the sight of the gorgeous woman in front of him. But his cheek was still warm from the touch of your lips as you left him here with her. 

Robin’s fingers trailed up and down along her wine glass as she watched his struggle. She wondered how long it would take for Sanji to lose this constant overwhelm around the both of you, or if he ever would. 

A smirk played along Robin’s lips, as it so often did, as Sanji managed to squeak out some words.

“Robin, dear, I hope my efforts were enough to satisfy you. How are you enjoying the dessert?”

She sent an extra hand to lazily scrape up the last bite. Keeping her deep blue eyes trained on him, she finished the meal, keeping her smile. 

“You are very skilled, Sanji. You must work hard with our limited ingredients to make such delicious food.”

“Oh, Robin, my sweet, you are too kind,” he swooned, face flushing.

“Are you too kind, Sanji? Y/N told you that you’re very… generous.”

Sanji coughed as his fist hit the table. 

Taking a slow sip of her drink, Robin’s expression never changed. 

“I, um, I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yes, you do.”

The range of emotions on his face were so easy to follow, and Robin enjoyed every second of it. 

Sanji gripped his fists together on the table, fighting to keep eye contact, and failing. His eyes traveled down to Robin’s lips, curled just enough to be teasing. Then lower, before a soft laugh left those perfect lips. 

His words came out hoarse and low. 

“As I’ve told our lovely, Y/N, a lady always gets what she wants in my kitchen.”

“Hm, that’s good to know.”

Robin left the table, leaving Sanji's eyes wide in panic for a moment, before she sat on one of the stools at the counter, her legs crossing with that short skirt that had Sanji’s neck burning hot. 

“I have to be honest with you, Sanji. Before I started dating Y/N, I had teased her for details about your time together.”

Sanji tilted toward her from the table, not sure if he could stand as his mouth went dry. He tried to speak, clearing his throat a few times.

“What sort of… details?”

Robin tilted her head, nodding toward him. 

“Like what you did to her on the kitchen table.”

A warm pulse of pleasure moved through Robin's body at the sight of Sanji falling apart, his hands spread and tensing on the wooden table. The effect she had on him before she’d even touched him made her want to see what else she could make him do. 

Robin had always thought Sanji attractive, but his overzealous attempts to woo every woman in sight had turned her off. But after hearing from you what kind of lover he was, Robin had been aching to play.

“You’d really give me anything I want?”

Sanji nodded, his mouth parted. 

“What if I wanted you to crawl for me?”

A breath went by, and Robin thought he wouldn’t play, but Sanji left the table. Sinking to his knees. 

“Is that what my lady wants?”

Robin had to fight the chills that ran through her to keep her face and voice still. 

“Crawl to me, Sanji.”

Sanji’s body felt molten as Robin’s eyes pierced through him. He was hypnotized as he crawled toward her, slowly, showing her he meant it. 

The tiniest part of him wondered why, but the overwhelming part of him felt tingling and free. He wanted her to keep telling him what to do. 

Sanji knelt at her feet, waiting patiently, and he saw her breath hitch slightly. He closed his eyes, the thought that what he’d just done made Robin feel good made him want to crawl through glass for her. 

Startling, his eyes opened wide when he felt a small pressure on his forehead. The heel of Robin's shoe. 

He stayed frozen as Robin sent hands across the room to bring her wine glass. She took a long sip, and watched him before speaking. 

“Will you show me how much you want to be with me?”

“Y-Yes, Robin.”

“I like it when you say my name.”

Sanji whimpered, shaking slightly, making her heel dig into his skin just a bit. 

“You see, Sanji, I think you’ve been a very lucky boy.”

His whimpers got louder.

“I think our beautiful girl has spoiled you a bit.”

He nodded, just enough to move her shoe slightly. 

“I think you need to earn it, don’t you, Sanji?”

“Yes, Robin,” he answered, his mouth hanging open with need. Sanji could feel himself achingly hard in his slacks, precum already wetting his briefs at the overwhelming power Robin had over him. 

"If you show me what a good boy you can be, I might let you throw me onto the kitchen table too.”

Sanji was whining now, his head tilting forward until her heel was digging into him almost painfully. He fought so hard to be good, and keep his eyes on her face instead of her short skirt.

“And Sanji, if you’re a really good boy, I might just ask our girl to join us next time.”

Sanji’s hands were shaking, his eyes watering with need. His cock was so swollen, he knew if she kept him here much longer he would come before he got to touch her. He dug his nails into his thighs, fighting to be good for her, so he could be good for you too. 

“Would you like that, dirty boy?”

“Yes, Ro-Robin,” he breathed, barely audible. 

“Good. Lick my shoe.”

Sanji didn’t hesitate. He leaned back, holding her foot gently in both hands. He kept her gaze as he licked her shoe. He licked it like it was his lover, and Robin felt wetness pooling between her thighs as she watched him follow her every command so completely. 

“Good boy. Now throw me on that table and show me what a generous lover you are.”

Sanji was up instantly, shoving himself between Robin's legs, grabbing her thighs to carry her across the room. 

He wasn’t going to kiss her with his dirty mouth, but Robin shoved her tongue down his throat, tasting as she grinded against the hard length of him. 

Sanji’s legs felt weak until he set her on the table, then his body took over. 

Robin gave him soft moans as he removed her clothes, leaving soft kisses on her skin as he went. 

“You’re so stunning, Robin.”

“Mm.”

Sanji had removed his shirt, and Robin’s teasing smile grew just a little more. 

Then he was on his knees again, almost crying at the sight of her gorgeous pussy spread like a feast for him. 

“Be a good boy, and show me what that tongue ring can do.”

Sanji moaned at the thought of you telling Robin all these details about your time together. He wanted to shower you with pleasure for giving all of this to him. 

But now his mind was blank again, his sole purpose to pleasure the wicked beauty before him.

Robin laid back against the table, back arching as she moaned softly. She was so glad she’d believed you, because Sanji’s tongue was incredible. 

He started with a gentle kiss against her, slow tongue making her gasp, as if he was kissing her mouth. Then he worshiped every part of her, leaving long strokes against her folds, twisting his tongue around her entrance, then he started dancing around her clit. 

He alternated motions and pressure, building the warmth within her. Then she felt that ring, the sensation making her moan his name. He groaned against her, the vibrations making her shake. 

He teased two fingers through her folds, and her hips twitched, trying to take them in. 

Sanji obliged, entering her. He’d slowed his dance on her clit, and Robin found herself whining. 

At that beautiful sound, Sanji picked up his pace again, and curled those two fingers inside her, searching and finding that soft, delectable spot. He added a third finger, and Robin moaned. 

You’d told her about him, and she was ready to feel more. 

Robin called hands onto the table to grab her own when she couldn’t find anything to hold onto. Fingernails dug into her arms as she felt that aching pressure building, until it tore through her. 

“Sa-Sanji…”

His name on her lips was heaven, until her thighs were spasming around him. Then he tasted true heaven as he drank in her pleasure, savoring every last drop while her shaking slowed. 

Robin collapsed, limp against the table. Sanji moved his warm palms slowly, caressing her skin until she purred. 

“Did I please you, gorgeous?”

“Call me Robin when we’re together like this.”

“Yes, Robin.”

A pleasant chill ran over her skin, and she propped on her elbows to meet his eyes. 

“Lay on the ground.”

Sanji obeyed, until he watched her struggle to get off the table. He moved to help, until hands on the floor pulled him back. 

“I told you to get on the ground,” Robin purred, danger in her voice. 

She used her power to carry herself onto the floor, sitting comfortably beside him. 

“Let me see the rest of you.”

Sanji moaned, back arching against the floor before he removed his pants, pulling his briefs along with them. 

Robin bit the inside of her lip to keep her face neutral when she saw his girth, the thick, throbbing length of him. 

“Put a condom on.”

Sanji pulled one out of his pants pocket, and she enjoyed watching his hands, rolling and fisting it onto his impressive shaft. 

When Sanji finished, Robin sent hands to lift her, hovering above him. Sanji whined beneath her, his cock twitching to enter the sweet warmth of her. 

“Do you think you’ve been a good boy, Sanji?”

“Y-Yes, Robin, please. I’ll be so good.”

He gasped when she touched his face, meeting her deep blue eyes. 

“You’ve been so good, Sanji. Now I want to feel you come inside me. Can you do that for me?”

His eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned his ‘yes.’ Then he almost screamed her name as she lowered herself onto him. 

Robin breathed as she sank down, glad for the good work Sanji had done to prep her. She shivered at the feeling of being stretched so full, and it made her clench on him halfway down. She loved the sounds Sanji made as she gave him her body. 

Finally, fully hilted, Robin leaned down to kiss him. Her soft lips brought more whimpers to his throat. 

“R-Robin, I’m-”

“I know you’re close, you’ve been so good for me. Help me ride you. You can come for me now, Sanji.”

Sanji’s shaking hands held her waist, helping her as she rode his cock, so slowly at first. Robin reached down to play with her clit, and the sight of it was too much for him. Sanji thrust up into her, drowning in the sounds she made, and the sweet, tight feeling of Robin's pussy taking his cock. 

Sani came, loud moans, and her name whined out as he twitched under her. Robin's skilled fingers brought her quickly with the help of his body stretching hers, especially when she felt him pulsing, coming inside her. She milked him then, and he moaned even louder. 

“Robin…”

Hearing her name on his lips, and feeling that simple connection undid her. 

Robin would have collapsed onto his chest, if not for the size of him still twitching inside of her. 

Sanji helped her move, laying her down gently with his pants rolled under her head. 

She chuckled softly as Sanji cleaned himself, then cleaned her body like she was something sacred and delicate. 

Sanji laid beside her when he’d finished, speechless. He couldn’t believe that he’d been able to touch Robin, to pleasure her, to feel her body on his. 

“Robin, you are so beautiful.”

“Thank you, Sanji. I’ve had a wonderful night with you.”

The tone of ending in her voice sped his pulse. 

“Is there anything I can get for you? I can make you a drink, or something to eat? A massage?”

“Ha, Sanji, you’ve been so good to me already.”

He sat back on his heels while she sat up. 

Robin shook her head at this eager man. So lovely, and sweeter than she’d given him credit for. 

Her lips met his, her fingers curling into his hair as he melted, pulling her against him. 

“I’d love to see you again, Sanji.”

She fought a laugh at his wide eyes. 

Sanji’s mind went blank as his brain tried to understand. Finally, he kissed her cheek. 

“It would be my pleasure.”

Sanji helped her stand, and they gave each other soft touches and gentle kisses as they dressed. Robin hummed softly, eyes closing as Sanji teased his fingers into the hair at her temples after helping her into her top.

She kissed him again, enjoying the way he looked at her like she was good, like she was worth it. 

Sanji insisted on walking Robin to her quarters, and she stepped in after another kiss, turning before closing the door. 

“Sanji, dear. Do you think I should ask Y/N to join us next time?”

Sanji stared at Robin, his ears ringing. He couldn’t believe her divine lips could have teased those words again. But she kept her soft stare while Sanji tried to speak. 

All he could do was open and close his mouth, until she chuckled at him. 

“I thought so. Good night, Sanji.”

Sanji stared at her closed door, with no idea how long he stood there. 

Robin stretched, warmth pouring through her body. She couldn’t believe how she’d found such a lovely group of pirates to travel with. She pushed her old memories aside, laying down to bask in the present. Falling asleep with the thought of her lovers’ skin against hers. 

Sanji finally walked through the hall, heading to his quarters. He knew he should be in bed for his early breakfast prep, but he just couldn’t help sneaking by your quarters first. He couldn’t hear a sound, thinking you and Zoro must be asleep already. 

Then the craving hit, and he sighed as he made his way on deck, lighting a cigarette. 

After a few minutes, Sanji heard someone clearing their throat. From straight above him. 

Glancing up, he saw you waving down from the crow’s nest. Your shoulders were bare, a blanket wrapped around your chest. 

“Angel, are you okay?”

“I’m all good. Thank you, Sanji.”

The sight of your smile sent warmth rolling through his body. Sanji could hardly sleep that night knowing his two gorgeous girls would be talking about him tomorrow.

He remembered Robin’s words, and knew she was right.

He really was a lucky boy.