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Soulmate!AU.
Sanji has always wanted a soulmate but never really believed he'd get one. Coming to Zou and finding out he has one? That's exciting. Finding out it's not a beautiful woman, but a tall (and maybe a bit handsome) man? Well that could take some getting used too.
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Robin buys some local fruit for Sanji. She samples a little for herself... and when she next wakes, Robin is a child. And she needs to run away. How'd she get on this big ship? Well, that doesn't matter, but she has to go before someone finds her and turns her in. She just wants to learn, and she wants to live...
...A mysterious food purchase leads to little Straw Hats.
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It isn’t supposed to be serious, just a lighthearted jab when Pedro notes, “You seem to be enjoying yourself,” and requests the honor of greeting Sanji himself. Pedro bets the chef will brush him off, at most accept in the most neutral way possible.
He is not ready for Sanji’s face, already a little pink from eyeing Nami and rubbing cheeks with several others, to flush furious and fast, his wide blue eye quickly sliding up and down Pedro’s taller frame before glancing away. He nods, mouth twisting into an unsure smile.
Suddenly, not expecting much feels like an impossible feat, as those long fingered hands, covered in small nicks and marks from years of culinary training, flex and clench tight.
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Five times Pedro initiates a garchu, and one time Sanji does.
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Sanji isn’t interested in waiting anymore, in being Katakuri’s easily manhandled plaything while the much larger man presses and pulls with just his fingers and watches his tiny little toy cry out and shatter to pieces in the palms of his stupidly huge gloved hands.
"Hurry up and fuck me."
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Sanji wants just a bit more this time.
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It's so good, in fact, that Sanji does not think at all about the implications of undressing until his shirt is untucked and opened just wide enough for two large hands to dive inside of the folds, and he suddenly remembers what he put on after his bath that afternoon.
They both freeze when the pads of Pedro’s fingers come across a taut band of stretching lace instead of endless miles of soft skin.
“Oh?” Pedro inquires, pulling his face out of Sanji’s neck with one last huff of breath to look down between them.
“It’s not what it looks like,” Sanji explains in a rush of breath.
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Sanji didn't mean to wear lingerie for Pedro.