[ The pleasure that Sanji takes from the compliment is obvious because he's grinning like a fool at it. When it comes to small things– like a pretty woman paying him attention or a fellow pirate whose company he enjoys paying him compliments– he's almost a completely open book. ]
I do, you know? Cooking's an art. So's making fancy cocktails. You just gotta put your heart into it, show the people you're cooking for– or mixing drinks for– how much you care.
[ None of that actually comes from Zeff, who'd insist good technique and solid skills are what make a great chef. But Sanji's an idealist and a romantic at heart. ]
Definitely in more than one way. [ He grins back at Shanks, fingers on one hand gently massaging the inside of that thigh, while his other moves up to pop open the top button of his shirt. ]
I'm not too bad with my mouth either, you know? A good cook's always gotta taste everything. [ Sanji pops open a second button, leaning all the way in to gently rake his teeth over the hallow of Shanks' throat before pressing a gentle kiss to it, hand inching even higher on his thigh. ]
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I do, you know? Cooking's an art. So's making fancy cocktails. You just gotta put your heart into it, show the people you're cooking for– or mixing drinks for– how much you care.
[ None of that actually comes from Zeff, who'd insist good technique and solid skills are what make a great chef. But Sanji's an idealist and a romantic at heart. ]
Definitely in more than one way. [ He grins back at Shanks, fingers on one hand gently massaging the inside of that thigh, while his other moves up to pop open the top button of his shirt. ]
I'm not too bad with my mouth either, you know? A good cook's always gotta taste everything. [ Sanji pops open a second button, leaning all the way in to gently rake his teeth over the hallow of Shanks' throat before pressing a gentle kiss to it, hand inching even higher on his thigh. ]