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Hey!! I really like your stuff, can j request number 2 for sanji mainly and zoro just cause you asked for a second character haha 🙏💖

Sanji x prompt 2: one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other

omg anon THANK YOU FOR THIS!! I went with sanji cause I thought he was the most appropriate for this scenario and oh my god?? I loved how this turned out, I had so much fun please shfoisufdn. he is so flirty he makes me weak in the knees. I hope you'll like this too, please let me know what you think!!

gender neutral! very fluff, hint of nsfw at the end?? very HEATED kiss

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Sanji was always so sweet with you; always spending countless hours in the kitchen to make your favourite food, always gifting a bouquet of flowers. He was always so kind and so attentive, sometimes you actually felt special for him. Other times however, you just blame yourself for stupidly believing Sanji could ever only direct his attentions to you, and you only.

Burying your feelings somewhere deep down in your heart, you somehow got used to seeing Sanji swaying over literally anyone. But you just couldn't ignore the little voice inside your head that kept telling you that something wasn't adding up - it couldn't be all in your head, right? Yes, Sanji was always flirting around but.. you could have sworn it was different with you.

There were no heart eyes or blood running down his nose every time he was with you, no. Instead, there were soft touches, timid smiles and a lot of blushes. Even that one time when you literally jumped in his arms because a loud explosion from one of Franky's experiment completely caught you by surprise - he kept his composure, holding you tight and firmly against his chest. It wasn't unusual for the two of you to just gravitate around each other, always sitting next to each other at dinner times, casually hugging each others even while simply listening to Luffy's plans, with Sanji's chin resting on your head while his arms were wrapped around your waist, your back resting against his muscular chest.

Could it be..? No, no.

Reaching Sanji in the kitchen as you always did, you quickly walked towards him. Dripping a finger in the cake's batter Sanji was making to sneakily taste it, you sat on top of the counter where the chef was working on.

"Tastes nice." you said smiling, making Sanji blush.

Lifting his eyebrow up, being almost offended at your comment, he was quick to reply.

"It's your favourite, see?" he said, showing you the main ingredient of your favourite cake. "Plus, everything I make is nice." he scuffs, pinching your cheek.

"Spoiling me, as always!" you laughed, meticulously observing how he so gracefully mixed all the ingredients, ending up leaning your head on his shoulder.

"The least I can do." he said smiling.

"Ahh, what would I do without you!" you whined, appreciating his gesture and completely melting at his words. Unable to resist, you cupped his face with both of your hands and peppered his cheeks with kisses - just to show your gratitude and affection. It wasn't unusual for the two of you to engage in such affectionate exchanges.

But this time, Sanji decided take advantage of the situation to leave a quick kiss on your lips, causing you to immediately break from the kiss and tilting your head slightly backwards. You stared at him in confusion while you could feel your heart pounding in your chests - what was going on? You stared at each other blankly for moments that felt like an eternity, before you grabbed Sanji's shirt and pulled him closer for another kiss.

Smiling between the kiss, Sanji slowly places himself between your legs, resting an hand on the counter you were sitting on and using his other hand to grab your thigh and drag you closer to him, your legs now wrapped around his waist as the kiss becomes hungrier, needier, wetter. He's now almost laying on top of you, his tie becoming looser on his neck as your hand wonders all over his shirt.

When the oven's timer goes off, you realise just how long the two of you have been kissing. As you slightly pushing him away from you, he is quick to bite your bottom lip, blue eyes staring into yours as you let your hand rest on his chest.

"It's okay, it won't get burnt." he smiles, switching the oven off.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you looked at him with dreamy eyes as his hands reach you once again.

"Hey, love cook." you said. "I want you all by myself. No play arounds, no heart eyes.." you continued, causing Sanji to laugh. Kissing you once again, he finally picks you up from the counter, making his way to his room while he firmly holds you by your thigh.

"Let me show you how much I want to be yours.." he whispered in a raspy voice, a smirk appearing on his lips.

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itsrheasgirl · 10 months

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AN UNEXPECTED GUEST - PART 8

Chapter 2 for Forbidden Love series. The Forbidden Love series follows a relationship between Rhea x Reader.

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The Reader has a strong friendship with Liv Morgan.

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Liv is in love with The Reader but hasn’t told them.

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fem!reader - rhea x reader.

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You could sit on the beach forever, the ocean breeze blowing through Rhea’s hair as she nuzzled into your neck. Her arms tightly wrapped around you as you looked out at the rise and fall of the crashing waves.

Being in her arms was so comforting, even in the calmest of situations it felt like she was protecting you. Keeping you safe from anything that could harm you. Inhaling a shallow breath, you let you lids flutter closed as your words left your lips in a soft utter.

“You don’t have to stay with me, you still have Monday to rest up for.”

You felt Rhea’s chest vibrate as she laughed softly. The draft selections were set to go into effect upon everyone’s return from San Juan and of course The Judgement Day had to make an appearance at Monday night raw. Rhea’s career kept her very busy and you didn’t want to be responsible for her tiredness.

“I don’t want you getting hurt because I kept you awake all weekend.”

A soft chuckle parted Rhea’s lips before she pressed them gently against your jugular, your own lips curling into a warm grin as you gave her palms a soft squeeze.

“I’m not leaving you.”

She uttered against your skin, returning the soft squeeze of your palms.

“If this is where you need to be, then this is where we will stay.”

It made you smile that Rhea seemed to do whatever it was you needed. She constantly took care of your needs over her own and it tugged at your heartstrings. Why would someone care for someone else so much when all they were to each other was friends.

Tilting you head slightly to rest it upon her shoulder, you look up at her with glistening hues.

She must care for you— at least a little. This weekend had been proof of that. She’d stood against one of her closest friends for you.

Inhaling a small breath, you release one of her palms to cup it around Rhea’s cheek and tilt her features down to look upon you.

“You fought Liv for me.”

Rhea leant into your touch for a few moments before shaking her head gently, a soft bubble of laughter parting her lips as she brought her free hand up to tap the tip of your nose with her finger.

“Let’s not talk about the past, pretty girl.”

Her lips curved into an impish simper as she leant in to press a soft kiss against the shell of your ear, her pearly white gently nipping at the soft flesh before whispering in a sweet nothings tone.

“I’d much rather talk about the future.”

Rhea’s future was lit with neon lights, with roaring crowds, with triumph after triumph and every single part of that made you proud. She was a superstar and the world was finally seeing what she was worth.

A warm simper claimed your lips as you gave her palm another gentle squeeze, leaning your head back against her shoulder once more as you looked up at the stars that glistened across the moon lit sky.

“Your future shines so bright, Dems. You’re an idol for so many people. An inspiration to so many more. Your future couldn’t be better if you tried.”

A small chortle echoed from Rhea’s chest as she returned her gaze to the open ocean, her lips twitching into an almost childlike grin as she almost whispered the words.

“I can think of one way it could be better.”

A soft hum vibrated behind your smile as you shifted your gaze to peek over at her through thick lashes.

“Is that so? And what might that be?”

Rhea didn’t remove her gaze from the ocean— her full lashes not once blinking as she spoke, the tone in her voice as casual as they come.

“Seeing you more.”

Did she expect you to not react to that? Take her words as if it was a simple statement and not something as overwhelming as her wanting to spend more time with you. To actually see you again.

You had come to San Juan terrified that Rhea wouldn’t even want to see you and now here you were, at the end of your trip with her telling you she wanted to see you more.

Your lips twitch into an impish grin as you place one of your palms down against Rhea’s chest, your shimmering gaze dropped to meet her sapphire hues.

“— Really?”

You stammered slightly, removing your hand from Rhea’s chest and using your arms to lift yourself off the sand enough to rotate your entire frame round to face her head on.

Rhea couldn’t help the small laugh that broke through her lips as she watched you struggling to turn around before her, both her palms finding comfort on your shoulders as she tilts her head slightly.

“Yes really.”

Your heart rate increased slightly as Rhea’s words started to settle in, you’d dreamt of the day that you could be with her in a way that actually meant something. Having her in your life as a friend was acceptable, it meant you got to see her every now and then. But having her in your life permanently— it warmed your soul.

Rhea pressed her lips into a thin line as she gave your shoulders a tentative squeeze, unable to control the eat shit grin that forced itself across her features.

“What?”

You scoffed through a delicate laugh, twisting your head to press a kiss to the top of her hand as she held onto your shoulders. Your gaze returning to hers as you waited for her to speak.

The shimmering sapphire of Rhea’s gaze glistened in the moon light as you sat looking deep into each others eyes, your palm sliding over her thigh as you encouraged her to say something.

“Dems..”

You whispered, giving her thigh a gentle squeeze.

“Y/N, I like you. I like you a lot.”

She chortled softly, her palms moving from your shoulders to gently cup around your cheeks.

“You being here this weekend. It just— it feels like it was just meant to be. I’ve spent the last few weeks driving Dominik and Damian insane talking about you. Every conversation, I found a way to make about you.”

Rhea’s glimmering ocean hues stayed fixated on your features, the corners of your lips twitching into a warm smile as you leant into the comfort of her palm as she spoke.

“Having to leave LA.”

She exhaled softly, tracing the apple of your cheek with her thumb over and over.

“Without even getting to say goodbye. I just—”

Rhea’s words trailed off into silence as she exhaled another shallow breath and released her hold on your cheeks, her gaze dropping slightly before you slipped a singular finger under her chin to tilt it back up.

Rhea needed to know she wasn’t alone in this, that her feelings were reciprocated. Even though the idea terrified you— finally admitting to the feelings that you’d felt for so long, she deserved to know.

“I came here not knowing if you would even want to see me. I didn’t know what LA meant, or how you felt about it. For all I knew..”

Your gaze dropped, a shallow sign falling from your lips as you felt the softness of Rhea’s fingers cradle your chin and lift it back upward so she could look upon your features once more. Her head shaking gently before she cupped one of your cheeks again.

“For all you knew what? For all you knew it was just a booty call, that I was just using you to get some action.”

A small chortled vibrated in Rhea’s chest as she leant forward to place her forehead against your own, her lids fluttering closed as she inhaled a breath.

“I’m crazy about you, Y/N. I have been for a long time, but I though you just saw me as one of Liv’s colleagues.”

Your heart began to flutter as she spoke. Overwhelming excitement and instant panic battling in your subconscious as you focused on keeping your breathing level.

“Are you insane.”

You scoffed, a harmonious laugh following quickly after.

“From the moment I met you, it’s like you had this invisible hold on me. Like a string that tied us together, even when we were far apart. When ever I got to see Liv, she would always tell me stories about you. About the funny things you’d do and the mischief you’d start together. It often left me unable to stop thinking about you and that terrified me.”

Your heartbeat was beginning to pound in your ears, Rhea’s brow furrowing slightly against your own before she pulled back with concern.

“Terrified you?”

There was clear question in her tone, her glistening hues remaining locked with yours as you spoke.

“You’re Rhea Bloody Ripley, you’re terrifying.”

The soft bubble of laughter that parted Rhea’s lips echoed in your ears as she cupped both palms round your cheeks, her plush lips finding yours with a passion filled kiss. Her fingertips finding their way into you hair, gently pulling the electric that held your bun free from the mess of tendrils as they fell delicately to your shoulders.

Pulling back with heavy breath, Rhea beamed with happiness as she pressed another quick kiss to your lips.

“Do I still terrify you?”

Pushing the strands of hair back over your shoulders to let them fall down your back, Rhea kept a watchful eye on you.

“Yes.”

You state, quickly continuing before Rhea can comment.

“Yes you do, but in a whole new way.”

You could see the concern on Rhea’s features, her brow furrowing slightly as she dropped her hands into her lap.

“Demi Bennett, I’m terrified about you. About hurting you, about doing something that will break your heart. I’m terrified about making this real.”

You stop abruptly, pressing your lips into a flat line. You hadn’t actually confirmed anything and here you were assuming Rhea was yours.

Taking both Rhea’s palms in yours, you slowly trace your thumb over the tattooed lines on the top of her hand. Not meeting her gaze, but letting her know you were there.

“We don’t have to label this, we don’t have to rush into anything.”

Rhea exhaled a soft breath as she leant her forehead down against your own, her lids dropping closed as she released your hands to wrap her forearms around the back of your neck.

“I just know I need to keep seeing you. I can’t let you out of my life now that I’ve finally found out how happy you make me.”

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You’d found comfort laying back against Rhea’s chest as the two of you continued to watch the waves crash and fall against the sand, her muscular arms wrapped tightly around you to keep the soft ocean air from chilling your exposed skin.

You still couldn’t believe that she’d expressed an eager desire to see you after this weekend— it’s what you’d hoped for, but of course she didn’t know that. The thought of Rhea being in your life more was still so daunting, it wasn’t often you got to spend time with her and repeatedly found yourself wishing she would end up in New York so you had an excuse to see her. But now.. now she would be finding excuses to see you.

You tilted your cheek to rest it against Rhea’s chest, peeking up through thick lashes as she looked down at you with a warm smirk.

“Can I help you?”

Rhea questioned before pressing a soft kiss against your forehead, her arms giving you a gentle squeeze as you inhale a breath.

“Are you tired?”

Your brow arched slightly as you attempted to hide the impish smirk that tugged at your lips, a sinful idea for some fun flashing through your mind.

“Not really.”

Rhea stated with questioning in her tone.

“Why, are you? We can go back to bed.”

Spinning yourself around to position yourself sat back on your legs, you peck a swift kiss against Rhea’s lips before placing a singular palm onto her chest and begin to push her back into the sand.

“Ooooor.”

The smirk upon your lips turns devilish as you hover yourself inches from Rhea’s features, pressing a gentle kiss upon her lips before trailing gentle nips along her jawline and slowly down the length of her neck.

A small hum vibrated in Rhea’s chest as her lids fell closed and her head rested back upon the towel you’d been sitting on, her palm sliding over your lower back to stop you from moving yourself away from her.

Rested on all fours, you continue to place heated kisses and gentle nips at the soft flesh of Rhea’s jugular. One of your palms slipping beneath the fabric of the small top that clung to her torso, your fingers cup around the perfect mound of her breast.

You’d spent the passing weeks thinking of your first time with Rhea. How euphoric she’d made you feel and how you’d hope to get a chance at making her feel the same way.

“Feeling a little wild, pretty girl?”

Rhea uttered, shifting her torso to rest up on her elbows. The tips of her fingers slowly began to dance up and down your spine as she exhaled a stammered breath, the sound of her swallowing causing a small smirk to tug at your lips as you whispered huskily against her ear.

“It’s my turn, Mami.”

Rhea’s lower lip rolled between her pearly whites as the heat of your breath warmed the shell of her ear, her fingertips dancing higher up your spine before slowly descending back down to cup her palm around the mound of your ass.

“Oh?”

She purred, nipping at the angle of your jawline as her palm shifting from your ass cheek to slide between your thighs. The tips of her fingers circling against the fabric of your shorts to tease at your core.

“So you think you’re in charge?”

You couldn’t help the soft whimper that claimed your lips as you pressed a few scattered kisses across the line of Rhea’s jaw, the palm that held her bare breast sliding under her torso to arch her closer to you.

There wasn’t a doubt in your mind that Rhea would keep the control in this current situation, but you didn’t care— as long as you got to please her just like she had for you.

You hadn’t drawn your lips far from her ear, keeping your tone husky and seductive as you uttered against her skin

“I guess we’ll have to find out.”