[ Really, Sanji isn’t expecting Weiss to reply and he’s frankly just trying to walk over to her place as quickly as he possibly can. It’s not a long walk— especially when he’s definitely hurrying and not caring if someone catches sight of the very obvious erection straining against his trousers— and he’s almost instantly rewarded when he arrives as Weiss quickly opens the door.

It’s one thing to see the photos and another to see her dressed in that costume in person and it leads him to subconsciously worry his lower lip between his teeth, cock giving an obviously eager twitch against the fabric that contains it. He’s definitely going to remember this one. ]

Hey there, pretty kitty. [ He laughs breathlessly, eyes raking greedily over her again for good measure before he glances over at the collar and leash in her hand. Before she has time for anything else, he flashes her a quick grin— big, wide, wicked— and leans in to brush a deceptively gentle kiss to her mouth before gesturing down at the collar. ]

Heard you needed help putting on a collar. [ Chuckling, he takes a step closer. ] Mind if I come in so I can help out?