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Sanji loves women, everyone knows that. Their soft and delicate features, their beautiful bodies, their sweet voices. He’s a womanizer to his core. So why was a man getting to him?
Sanji didn't notice Ace much when they first met, he was Luffy’s older brother, okay, shocker, but he didn’t care. No, he didn’t care until the man had boarded their ship and lit Sanji’s cigarette with the flick of his finger. Something about that subtle gesture had gotten to Sanji in a way nothing anyone had done before had. And now, as Sanji is washing dishes after berating Luffy and Usopp for goofing off, he can feel someone staring at him. No, not just someone, Ace was staring at him. He could feel the hairs on his neck raise just at the thought. “Need a hand?” He heard Ace’s voice call from behind, and Sanji froze, no one ever offered to help with dishes without Sanji's bombardment first. He put on his ever charming smile and looked to the side at the rugged man sat at the table, “No, you’re our guest, just sit back and relax, thanks though.” He smiled and returned to the task at hand, but not before catching a glimpse of the hungry smirk from Ace. 'There’s no way' Sanji thought. He knew that look, the look he often gave women he saw in bars or on the street, he thought there was no way he would be on the receiving end of that look, especially from a man. A tall, ripped, beautiful man. 'Wait what?' Sanji thought and shook his head. Why was he thinking like that, he was thinking about a smelly dude! Not some beautiful chick. He felt blush creeping up his neck as he continued to feel Ace’s stare on his back. “All right then,” Ace purred.
Sanji quickly distracted himself from that statement to yell at Luffy and Usopp for trying to wash dishes with mop water and swiftly kicked them out of the kitchen for the time being. Ace laughed at that and Sanji felt his brain short-circuit, he sounded beautifu-,' no, men don’t sound good shut up!' He swiveled around to see Ace with a hand resting on his chin giggling at Sanji’s treatment of his little brother. Sanji noticed how his eyes crinkled when he laughed, how his gums showed like Luffy’s, and also noticed the freckles that adorn Ace’s face and chest. Sanji realized he was staring and hurriedly ran back over to the sink, not wanting to seem strange to such a handsome- I mean, to such a normal guy. The blush he had previously was still ever present at his self-thought embarrassment, 'what the hell am I thinking?'. “I take Luffy’s a lot of trouble in the kitchen for you then.” Ace asked, still with a hand on his chin resting his head. Sanji smiled and nodded, embarrassment forgotten, “yeah he is, though, but that mustn't be too surprising to you,” Sanji said, turning slightly to look at Ace now. Ace’s eyes raked over him and Sanji shivered. 'He’s totally checking me out!' Sanji thought, he stepped back a bit and grabbed a towel to dry his hands, trying to busy himself with something, anything, to keep himself from doing or saying something stupid. 'Why is he looking at me like that? Like, like I’m a girl!' “Too bad I can’t stay for long, you seem like you’d be a lot of fun, cook,” Ace said with a wink, doing that same hungry smirk he did earlier, but now directly in Sanji's face. He could feel himself burn up at that, blush spreading to his face and ears. “H-ha, what do you mean?” he said dumbly, utterly astonished at the forwardness of the man before him. Ace then stood with his hands now resting on the table. He gave the cook a hooded gaze and said, “maybe we can still have some fun, how about it?” Now, Sanji knew exactly what he meant, his gaze and body language were enough to make his knees weak, his thoughts were swimming and his brain was practically frying from the heat on his face. 'This doesn't make me gay, I'm just looking at him right?' Sanji gave Ace a quick once-over and looked around the room, everyone was gone, out playing on the deck, so Sanji let his thoughts run wild. 'What could we even do in here? Someone could easily see, wait, what am I thinking?' He thought, furrowing his brows.
Ace must have seen the gears turning in his head and took a step forward to grab Sanji’s arm. “We don’t have to, it’s fine, sorry for the proposition,” He said with a cool smile. Sanji violently shook his head at Ace’s misunderstanding, “No, I-i want to… I mean- I don’t know… I’m not… like that” He looked down at the hand on his arm. Ace gave him a quizzical look and smiled, “oh, you’re ‘not like that’ yeah?” His voice dripped with sarcasm. “But you’ve been looking at me like I’m your next meal,” Ace shot back at Sanji's comment. Sanji made a ‘tch’ noise and looked Ace dead in the eye. With newfound confidence, Sanji spun around and dragged Ace over the pantry in the back of the room. 'So what if this made him gay? It’s not like this guy’s staying forever', Sanji reasoned with himself as he pushed open the door.
Once opened, he grabbed the lanturn from in the room and held it to Ace, “Light this, please,” he said, now confident and horny as hell, all his worries went out the window as Ace smirked and lit a small flame at the tip of his fingers. Sanji took a second to gaze at the man's calloused and rough hands. They were so different from everything he was so vocal about wanting, but he wasn't mad, his hands were well worn, but they also looked warm and inviting. As the lantern was lit, Sanji set it on a shelf and pulled Ace into the pantry. Sanji shut the door and turned toward Ace, who stared at him with fire in his eyes. Ace took the first step, closing the distance between himself and the cook. He put a calloused hand on his waist and the other came to cup his face. Sanji looked up at Ace as he leaned in, 'Ah, fuck it,' Sanji thought as he pulled him down for a kiss. Their lips met and created what felt like sparks. Sanji melted into the kiss, moving to put his hand on Ace's shoulder as Ace tilted his head slightly for a better angle.
Ace licked Sanji's bottom lip as their kisses grew more needy, Sanji happily opening his mouth to allow Ace’s tongue in. Sanji shifted slightly and wrapped his arms around Ace’s neck to get them impossibly closer. Ace hummed at the contact and leaned back against the shelves behind him. Sanji broke the kiss with a soft pop and brought a hand to Ace’s face, “Don’t break my shelves, pretty boy.” He whispered to Ace, already leaning back in for a kiss as Ace breathily laughed, rejoining their lips. Wet, soft kissing noises echoed in the room as Ace broke the kiss and began kissing along Sanji’s chin and jaw, then down to his neck. The kisses felt like they were burning as he moved along his jaw and down to his jugular. Sanji craned his neck to allow for more access as Ace licked a fiery trail from his pulse point up to his earlobe. He slightly nipped at Sanji's lobe and a small moan escaped the man's lips. Sanji pursed his lips as Ace chuckled at him for the sound.
“As much as I’d love to hear you moan darling, let's try to keep quiet,” Ace purred and made his way back to Sanji’s lips, as Sanji squirmed at the pet name. Sanji’s hands began to roam down Ace’s neck and to his well-defined pecs and abs. He traces light fingers down Aces collar bones and down his pecs, coming to rest right at the space where his ribs ended. Ace sighed into the kiss at the contact, and Sanji took that as his que to keep going. His nimble fingers slid down to Ace's hips, he could feel the bones jutting out from his low-rise pants. Sanji tugged at Ace’s belt and broke from the kiss to ask, “is this alright?” Ace nodded with urgency as Sanji leaned his forehead against Ace’s to undo his belt and pull down his pants.
Clambering from out in the kitchen snapped Sanji from his horny daze and he violently stood, almost knocking himself and Ace over. Sanji gripped Ace’s arm and did a ‘shush’ motion over his lips as Luffy shouted, “Acceeeee, Sanjiii? Where are youuuuu?” from out in the kitchen. Ace giggled softly under his breath as Sanji went rigid, fearing being caught with a man, not to mention his captain's brother. They heard the door shuffle closed outside and the muffled voices of Luffy asking Nami if she had seen the two men. Sanji hurriedly pushed Ace away from himself and smoothed out his jacket, while Ace bent down to pull his shorts back up. He chuckled as Sanji's fidgeting bumped his elbow into Ace’s chest. “Guess we’ll have to continue another time, pretty boy,” Ace mocked with a wink to Sanji before brushing past him and exiting the pantry. Sanji huffed to catch his breath and ran his hands through his hair, 'what the hell was I about to do just now?'