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[ I FIGURED IT WAS ON PURPOSE LAJKSAKLF ]

oh. uh, i'm really fond of cats. dogs too. and ducks. i guess if i had to pick one, cats are my favorite? they like seafood about as much as i do. never gave it much thought before now.

[ It is very, very difficult to not ask "why?", but he's true to his word and leaves it there. ]

You are not making me dress up as a duck.

[ ???

Her next text doesn't come until about a minute later. She's happy about the cats thing because she already has the costume for it. Now, whatever Sanji is doing and wherever he is, hopefully no one else would be able to see what her next messages are.

Because the first one she sends is a photo of her in a cat costume. Or rather, a skimpy outfit with cat ears and a tail, anyway. She's in her bathroom taking a mirror selfie, so it only shows up until the ribbons of her panties. The next one she sends is yet another mirror selfie though, this time it's her back that's mostly in focus, how her panties barely cover her ass, and the light grey spade tattoo underneath one of her ass cheeks is there for him to see. Unfortunately (???), the tail isn't an anal plug on one end, but it's still cute! ]

Like what you see?

[ Thankfully, Sanji isn’t particularly busy when Weiss opts to send those photos— he’s only just returned to Nami’s suite from one of the many shopping centers with a bag of groceries and has been putting things away between messages. Mostly a few spices he’s starting to run low on, but there are a few other goods as well.

He’s almost completely done when his watch dings again and, deciding to finish what he’s doing first, it’s only once he’s put everything away in its proper place that he actually looks at the messages— and subsequent photos— that Weiss has sent. It’s a good thing she isn’t there (or is it???) to hear the way his breath catches and the subsequent quiet little groan that slips out as he swipes between the two pictures.

Maybe a moment or two has passed after she messaged him before he responds. ]

do i— yeah, yeah, of course i like what i see. shit, weiss. you look so damn good as a pussycat. it suits you. makes me wish i was there so i could show you just how good i think you look.

That took a while. Were you busy?

[ His response took a while, she means. Weiss isn't offended, but she certainly has been waiting. ]

Because if you're not busy...

[ It's another set of photos she sends, this time of a pink and white collar and a matching leash. ]

I need help putting this on.

Only if you're not busy.

[ This time, now that everything's settled, his reply is almost instant. ]

nah, not really. i was putting a few things away, but that's done now.

[ He blinks at the sight of the photo of the collar and grins, shivering with anticipation. ]

well, since the lady insists, it'd be my pleasure to help her with her accessories. i can be over in ten minutes? closer five if i hurry.

be there soon.

Oh, there's no rush. I can wait.

[ Can she? Of course not. She's an impatient little imp. ]

I just feel like I'm going to be sooooo bored and sooooooo dry by the time you get here if you take too long.

yeah, we wouldn't want that, would we? guess i better offer you some incentive to keep you nice and slick for me.

[ It's almost predictable what follows after: a short video clip of Sanji's cock tenting against the front of his slacks, the bulge obvious as his hand massages it through the fabric. If he wasn't already on the move, he might really have sent her a video of himself jerking off, but for now, this'll have to do. ]

hope that's good enough to keep you from getting too bored while you wait for me, princess.

[ And then only a couple of moments later: ]

knock knock, i'm here.

[ To think that he's already that hard from the series of pictures she's sent. It's... exciting, and Weiss can't even begin to imagine what Sanji's own excitement could bring at a time like this.

She doesn't respond with anything and instead waits, leaving her bedroom and taking her time in walking out into the hall and heading down the stairs. With the pair of white high heels she's put on, each step she takes makes a nice clack against the floors. In her hand is the collar, the leash already attached to it.

When he texts that he's arrived, Weiss has just only gotten down. The door to her suite opens not too long after that, revealing her cute but sexy kitty-cat outfit for her guest to revel in in-person. Now, Weiss wouldn't greet him this way if not for the necklace she'd received, so this is all completely an effect of whatever spell or curse is in the jewellery she got. Sanji'd better remember this and treasure it. ]

Meow there.

[ 😉 cute lil winky. ]

[ 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?

[ If Weiss were any more playful, she'd be rubbing herself up against Sanji like how a cat would.

Ah, wait- ]

Oh, I do. Thank you.

[ She bats her lashes at him, a pretty smile on her face. There really is no need to play these sorts of games, but there's something that's so fun about it, too. Flirting, fooling around like this is exciting and so very entertaining.

With Sanji taking a step in, the door closes on its own. Weiss dangles the leash for hm to take as she circles him, heels clicking against the tiled floor with each step. Her other hand rests on his shoulder as she steps behind him, making sure her breast touches his back when she does. With another step, her hand slides to his other shoulder before she turns and rubs her ass up against his back. It's like she's dancing by herself, her steps so calculated that the next couple ones she takes gets her to spin and have her breasts flattening a little against his arm as she presses herself against it.

Leaning in close, she asks: ]

A collar's nice, but... do you think a pearl necklace would look good on me too?

[ Her hair's already up, so she doesn't need to push her hair up or anything to show her neck. But she does finally stand up straight, chin up, as if she's a preening cat. There you are, Sanji. All for you. ]

[ As short as the trip here was, it was still more than long enough for the thrill of anticipation to grow and sharpen, leaving him more than a little eager for whatever Weiss has in store as he takes the step through the sturdy door. It buzzes just beneath his skin, almost intoxicating in it’s potency, and he’s grinning widely as he accepts the leash in one hand. ]

Wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I refused to help you, would I? Gotta take care of my pussycat.

[ She’s already moving around him as he speaks, ducking out of sight as the clacking of her heels against the tile emphasizing every touch. From her hands resting on his shoulders to her breasts and ass rubbing against his back, each scrap of contact sends a shiver skimming along his spine, makes his desire for her flare hotter than a summer bonfire, a low groan rumbling in his chest just a moment later as she leans against his arms and asks him a question that makes his cock ache, throbbing as it tents the front of his slacks.

Still, he’s chuckling at the question, chuckling as she tilts her chin and stares right up at him. His grin widens— wild and shameless and utterly greedy— as he turns towards her, knuckles on one hand gingerly stroking her cheek as his other arm wraps around her, hand shooting down to possessively grab a handful of her ass and give it a tight, greedy squeeze. ]

Yeah. Yeah, a pearl necklace’d look damn good on you, Weiss. Maybe better than a collar? [ His mouth is on hers the next moment, all passion and hunger and want, his kiss as fierce as the way his hips rock, rubbing the bulge in his pants against the flat plane of her belly, tongue licking in to taste her sweet mouth. The fingers on her ass knead harder for a moment, pausing once only to give it a play spank, before slipping between her legs and drawing the pads of two thick fingers along her panties, tracing the slick heat of her slit in a quick tease. ]

Good as that’d look, you’d look best with my cum dripping out of your cunt too, yeah? [ He’s grinning against her mouth, voice a low murmur, before nipping at her bottom lip. ] You know, I’ll fuck your pretty cunt full of it with my fat cock after giving you that pearl necklace. That way, you’ll have something to match your necklace.

[ That lust and greed that Sanji feels? Sure, it might be shameful, but Weiss Schnee right now is more than happy to be on the receiving end of it. It's not like she's any better, starting this off and sending him photos to begin with. She really just wants to play, and Sanji seems like the kind of guy who would be down to fuck at any time if it's with someone he gets along with.

His hand is on her ass and is squeezing it before he crashes his lips against hers. He'll even hear a satisfied moan rumble from her when they kiss, and an even higher pitched noise in the middle of it when he moves his hips and lets Weiss know just how hard he's gotten. It gets her to respond in the same way, rolling her hips forward and back slowly as her lips part to give his tongue access into her mouth.

Her clit's already throbbing and they haven't even started. His fingers running along her crotch make her all the more horny when there's no need for it anymore. ]

Mm, I can just feel it already... [ While her voice isn't as low, she does whisper it back at him, hands now slipping down from his shoulders, down to his arms, feeling his muscles there before a hand slips between them to cup his erection and get a good feel of it. ] I'd be a good kitty if I took it all, wouldn't I?

[ She rubs his arousal through his trousers and closes her eyes for a bit. It's just a little flair, just a little drama, but she lets out a satisfied moan just from rubbing herself against him. ]

Meow.

[ Shame is one of those things he’s never really had much of— after all, he’s a perpetual flirt that’s desperate for affection— but being here has removed nearly all that remained. It’s a far cry from how he was when he first showed up here, hesitant and stubbornly refusing to participate in the House’s game. But one of the things he’s learned about himself— been forced to admit, really— is how much he enjoys and craves sex. Not with just anyone, of course, but when it comes to someone like Weiss— someone he enjoys the company of— well, she’s pegged him correctly as always being down to fuck.

A shiver of delight runs down his spine as she moans sweetly against his mouth, fanning the flames of his lust for more of her. They always have fun together and tonight promises to be no different, especially when she grinds down against the fingers rubbing her through the thin panties. He grins as she does it, thumb catching a seam and tugging them aside, pressing the pads of his fingers directly against the drenched folds of her cunt. ]

Damn right you would. [ There’s no hiding the low groan that rumbles through his chest as she cups and massages the hard, heavy length of his cock through his slacks. Again, he’s shameless, rocking his hips in time, emphasizing just how hard, how eager he is right now. Despite that eagerness, he’s patient enough, too, so much so that he lets her keep going, head bent as he drops hot kisses along her neck, fingers still rubbing and teasing her in turn. ]

I can tell you’d do such a damn good job, too. [ Hovering bare inches from her ear, he practically purrs the compliment in a husky voice, teeth biting and tugging on her earlobe a second later. Sanji’s free hand toys with the furry cat ears atop her head, the reminder of just how good she looks in them making him shudder. ] My pretty kitty’s so damn wet and ready for my cock.

[ He grins at her, grins and strokes his fingers along her entrance, finally pressing the tips briefly against her trembling clit and giving it a quick little rub, a promise of more inherent in that tease. ] And I’m gonna take such good care of her once she’s got my cock out and shown me how much she wants it. You’re gonna do that, right, Weiss?

[ If Weiss is given a task of measuring people's dicks again by the House, Sanji will most certainly be at the top of her list of people to ask. He'll at least get rewarded for it for being compliant and helping her out. Just as she sees him as always down to fuck, she also imagines he's also down to try out all kinds of new things with her so long as they come to an agreement.

Dressing up like this? Totally and completely new, and thanks to the necklace she's been given by the House? She is 100% shameless about it all.

Sanji moves the crotch of her panties to rub directly at her folds, and he'll have his fingers coated with her slick. A nice precursor for what she's going to do with that cock of his— it'll be so wet of just about everything she can give him. She's an obedient kitty, picking up on that very blatant invitation to get his cock out.

So she does, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling the zip down. Doesn't care what he's wearing; she slips her hand in to pull his erection out and let his pants just hang loose between his legs. They're still by the front door and Weiss doesn't care. ]

I've been wanting to play with this all day... You don't have anywhere else to be, do you?

[ She can't quite use her mouth on him yet when he's teasing her clit. She's far too tempted to just jump him now and ride that cock of his as he fucks her against the door... but that's not a very good kitty, losing control like that. Besides, she hasn't quite shown him how much she wants it.

For now, those slender and light fingers of hers slide down a side of his cock, her knuckles brushing down the length of it until she turns her hand over to cup the base of his dick. He gets a nice and slow massage of his balls in the process, just feeling those for a good while and thinking about how much of his cum he's gonna give her. ]

[ Regardless of why she's dressed up for him, Sanji’s already enjoying it far more than he probably should. There's a small piece of him that does wonder if she's undergone a suit flare or if the House is responsible in some other way, but after all their flirting earlier, this feels too much like a place they'd eventually end up without the House getting directly involved. It just feels normal for them, given everything, and he leans into that gladly.

Leans into it and grins how wet and messy he finds her, already tempted by all of the options they have. If it weren't for how eager she is to prove that she's a good kitty, he might have dropped to his knees and devoured her cunt against the door– either that, or fucked her against it.

As it is, he's not rushing. He lets out a sigh of relief as she frees the heavy, too hard length of his cock, the whole thing jutting up obscenely from between his legs, length flush and throbbing as he swirls his fingers against her swollen clit a bit faster. ]

Nah. [ He grins at her, also not caring that they're by the front door, fingers dipping down to stroke along her folds again, gathering up some more of that slickness on his fingers. ] I got all afternoon free to spend with my pretty kitty. If she's real good, I"m gonna make her cum all over my cock and then make a mess of her cunt by pumping her full of my cum.

[ Sanji's grin widens as he finishes talking, his fingers momentarily returning to tease her clit some more as his mouth descends on hers in a fierce kiss, eager for everything they've promised and otherwise alluded to. The gentle way she fondles his balls has him groaning quietly against her mouth a moment later, cock twitching as precum oozes from his slit and trails down the broad underside. His hips buck reflexively, eager for some stimulation, and manages to rub the plump crown of his cock against her thigh.

Nipping at her lips a heartbeat later, he breaks the kiss with a very quiet sigh, and stops teasing her with his fingers, pulling them back so that he can deliberately suck both of them clean, tongue lapping her slickness greedily as he groans softly, head spinning at the taste of her.

A heartbeat later and he grins at her again, cupping her cheek, and nods down in the direction of his cock expectantly. ]

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