( through her own perspective, everything they did was innocent and pure, even when their bodies were strung out on her bed, covered in his cum and sweat. to ask for more came from a desire to be wanted—
to feel loved and possessed. she would never ask him to hurt her or leave marks that wouldn’t go away but he named what she wanted so easily it nearly made her dive her head in embarrassment. )
that’s exactly what I want, the only thing I want—
to feel your hand slap my bottom, getting me so wet and heavy with arousal. telling me I’m all yours and your mine. oh please sanji, won’t you do it? for me?
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to feel loved and possessed. she would never ask him to hurt her or leave marks that wouldn’t go away but he named what she wanted so easily it nearly made her dive her head in embarrassment. )
that’s exactly what I want, the only thing I want—
to feel your hand slap my bottom, getting me so wet and heavy with arousal. telling me I’m all yours and your mine. oh please sanji, won’t you do it? for me?