#.romanticism

[sigilsmut]

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 - 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈

Damn my ass did not make it in time again. Am I still gonna post it? Sure why not.

This goes out to @sanjisblackasswife​ as a small present. I hope this is ok Timi 😭 🖤 Happy (belated) birthday

CW: established relationship, cunnilingus, vaginal penetration, lingerie, a few petnames, Sanji being a pervert per usual, just plain nastiness

“How are you fairing, mon cher? Are you still with me?” Sanji’s muffled voice asks you as if he hadn’t snatched three orgasms from you in the past 2 hours. 

As expected, you couldn’t form a proper sentence, your mind as hazy as your watery vision. He was three fingers deep into your pussy while his other hand kept a vice grip on your body. That didn’t stop it from squirming as much as it could, however. A string of moans blessed his ears like the sweetest melody. Smooth, creamy legs spasming around his dizzy head.

The blonde had surprised you with a heartful breakfast earlier, slaving over the stove at the ass crack of dawn to make sure your birthday started off on the right foot. When you expressed concern over how tired he’d be, he simply brushed it off, reassuring you that ‘it’s what my goddess deserves’.

Of course, a banquet was also held for your special day. It was filled with numerous activities, rounds of bubbly drinks, and little heartwarming speeches of how each Straw Hat (in their own quirky way) was grateful to have you in their lives. And you were just as grateful to have them in yours.

But what kickstarted the moment between you two was towards the end of the night, where Sanji had walked in on you changing. By accident? On purpose? Who fucking knows. If his flushed cheeks, slick grin, and nose running of blood was anything to go off of, he didn’t feel any remorse seeing you in your scantily clad lingerie. 

A baby blue set, complete with white garters and a pair of blue satin panties. All in his favorite color. You went on a birthday shopping spree with Nami earlier and the set caught your eye. Thinking it’d be cute for you and your boyfriend, you immediately put it on after purchase. It was apparent now that it was a good choice to make.

After locking the door behind him, his long legs carried him to where you stood near the bed. He gently set his hands on your waist, and after giving him the go-ahead, it was downhill from there.

Hands groping and tracing over areas where his lips followed close behind, no part of your sun-kissed bronze skin was left unmarked. The stubble on his chin tickling your belly and inner thighs as he went along. It’s what led to now, with three of his fingers curling into you and his tongue tracing circles around your clit. The sheets became stained with the mixture of your juices and his saliva, but neither of you seemed to care. The bed shook from how aggressively he humped into the mattress, rolling his hips and dragging his hard on against the sheets. The friction made a delicious burn grow against the tip of his cock, and a groan bellowed from his chest.

“Lemme have another one, Y/N-swan...” He mumbled. He took your clit into his mouth and hummed, picking up the pace with his fingers. Your back arched off the bed, screaming into the darkness of the spare bedroom as you gushed into his mouth. He lapped up everything you gave him and only eased off of you once your fingers pushed his head away. 

“You taste absolutely divine, darling, like the sweetest nectar I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting. I can never get enough of eating you out.” He heartfully grins like the nasty pervert he is.

Finally he sits up and strips himself of his boxers, groaning as his cock sprang free and slapped against his abdomen. In your stupor, you drooled at the sight and weakly reached forward to dab at his tip. He shudders.

“Such a pretty dick, ‘Ji...” you sweetly murmured. You swear you’ve never seen a man move so fast.

You blinked and he was hovering over you. Your body quivered as you realized that he was already pushing inside you, eager to bring you back to cloud nine with him this time. As his pelvis kissed yours, so did your lips, your eyes rolling back into your head as you tasted yourself. The bedframe slammed into the wall as his lithe hips snapped into yours. Your eyes widened, balling the sheets into your fists as you held on for dear life. Sanji gazed down at you in astonishment.

From his perspective, the moon was absolutely gorgeous, but not as gorgeous as you. Sanji thought he might cry, still in disbelief that he got to have and pleasure someone as beautiful as you. Your watery brown eyes looking up at him with so much love, your locs sprawled out all over the pillows and yet framed your face perfectly. Your puffy lips in an ‘O’ shape, crying out from his purposeful thrusts. Your brown skin seemed to be glowing with how the moon shone on you. In his eyes, your beauty outshone all the stars in the sky, your angelic voice reaching the Heavens at this point. 

It’s almost as if that was his goal with how fast he was going. 

His slender hands lifted your lower body, wrapping your smooth legs around his waist to push himself in deeper. The blonde craned his head back and moaned, feeling your velvety walls clamp around his cock in a vice grip. His breath hitched, slamming his hips into you even harder and rolling his mushroom head into that one spot that made your toes curl. The bed creaked and croaked underneath the two of you, and it was absolutely certain that Nami would give you shit for how loud you’re being.

“Gimme another one, cherie, pretty please..” He weakly begged of you. His fingers rubbed over your clit rapidly and you groaned, the amount of pleasure overwhelming you. Your whole body shook as a silent moan escaped. Your walls squeezed again and the tension in your belly released. “S-Sanji-!”

“That’s it, princess. Let go for me” he encouraged you. He mewled as you reached your high for seemingly the fifth time tonight, your juices gushing all over his pelvis and all over your thighs. His curly brows scrunched together and tears began to swell in his eyes, groaning as he filled your walls with his warm, sticky load. You have never felt fuller than this moment. 

His body curled over you, his hot labored breath in your ear. He turned to you, moving a loc out of his way to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. “Happy birthday, my sweet Y/N.”

“Thank you Sanji.” You smiled lovingly and he returned your expression. Once you calmed your breathing, you reached your hand up to caress his cheek. Sanji was eager to lean into your touch, swooning at how adorable you looked in your after-coitus glow. Suddenly his eyes widened in realization. “I almost forgot.”

He then reached over and took your panties in his grasp, stuffing them in the deep recesses of his pants pocket. You furrowed your brows at his actions, even though you knew good and well what the reason was.

“For safe keeping.” He grinned. He was gonna keep the pair as a reminder of tonight.

“You play too damn much!” You laughed, lightly smacking his shoulder. He laughed with you, stretching back on the bed and collecting you in his arms. Peppering your face in little kisses, he looked up at you with a playful glint in his eyes.

“Would you like to go again? You’re welcome to ride me if you want, you are the birthday girl after all.”

[manincaffeine]

[shakespearesdaughters]

Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary, August 1921

[academia-lucifer]

Read, read, read. Read everything -- trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You'll absorb it. Then write. If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window.

— William Faulkner.

[afro-elf]

i desperately need to know more about these people

[bunnis-monsters]

“You’re romanticizing it!”

No, actually, I’m sexualizing it. Thanks.

[namedvesta]

Roberto Ferri, “Like Poison” (𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥).

[lone-nyctophile]

Poetry is what helps me remember that even in my fragments, I am whole.

- Jennifer Huang

[marography]

"Gentle autumn moments..."

[whimsifae]

[unleashed-imagination]

I am such an Autumn person. Give me a quiet, cozy spot with a view of the changing trees on a crisp, late September day with a warm drink and a good book and I will be in all my glory.

[sigilsmut]

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 - 𝐑. 𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎

This is so late but LISTENNNN. In celebration of my 20th birthday (which was five days ago 💀), I wanted to write something for Zoro treating you on your birthday in private but it came out way later than I intended it to and I’m sorryyyyyy

CW: Pure smut lmao, established relationship

The exuberant cheers of the crew could be heard above deck, cheers that succeeded in drowning out the raunchiness that was taking place below. Each member bellowed with drunken hilarity, blissfully unaware of the captain’s first mate driving his cock in and out of your core.

The celebration was planned in secret, so you’ve learned that morning from hushed tones and eyes that flickered between your own and the people they conversed with. Of course it was a necessity that the festivities had to be grand. It honored the life of a valued crewmate of the Straw Hats, so it couldn’t be anything short of extravagant. It warmed your heart, and it wasn’t just the meals that were prepared to absolute perfection, or the cake that tasted like love and prosperity with each bite. 

Being surrounded by pearly grins and hearty toasts of the ones you’ve dubbed your family, all coming together to celebrate the day in your name, had ignited a fluttering warmth within your belly. You took the time to praise crudely wrapped presents and step on and offbeat with members who were very much intoxicated. With the day drawing to a close, so did most of your adrenaline. You were content with how the party played out, and you pondered to yourself how this night could get any better. 

That was until Zoro not so quietly pulled you to the side, under the guise that he had a present he eagerly wanted to give to you in private. Away from prying eyes and ears, your boyfriend proposed a special massage that required you to wear nothing but a drying towel. You agreed, half of you not expecting it to turn sexual at all. 

Which led you to the position you’re in now, the fire in your abdomen now roaring to life thanks to his unrelenting pace.

Loud, wet plaps reverberated off the walls in the room, overriding the creaks from the bed below you, your vision obscured by the darkness of his bandana. His calloused hands squeezed the life out of your thighs, almost desperate for your bodies to merge as one and your souls to intertwine. You mewled as his mushroom head kissed that spongey area, arching your back off of his sweaty torso. He chuckled darkly and held you flush against him, sweat and oil, blood and all.

The balls of his feet suddenly dig into the mattress to angle his thrusts, moving in tandem with the squeaking of the Sunny’s floorboards above. A particularly rough slap of his hips colliding with yours rips a hearty groan from the man and his cock twitches violently. Your walls tightened around him and he shudders, and you weren’t certain which one of you were the hornier one at that moment.

The atmosphere of Hell itself couldn’t match how heated your collarbone felt from his breath, practically igniting the hellfire under your skin with labored huffs. It’s covered in love bites and teeth marks that’ll surely turn up in the morning. The thickness of his cock and his teeth digging into the junction of your neck drove the both of you mad, pulling the most erotic sounds out of you. You were positive that your fellow crewmates would’ve overheard the filthiness that was going on by now, or one of them would’ve noticed you and Zoro’s disappearances.

However, the swordsman didn’t care. The night was still young, which gave him plenty of time to bring you to pleasure over and over until your mind turns hazy, your eyes glaze over, and all you can think to say is his own name and beg him to go faster. He was determined to rail his partner into this bed in ways that weren’t known to be possible. 

“Still with me, birthday beau?” he grins from below you, his expression nothing short of demonic, “the fun is only just beginning.”

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[shakespearesdaughters]

[hamoodmood]