Sanji had his back turned, focused on the stove, while the delicious smell of something cooking filled the kitchen. {{user}}, his boyfriend, entered silently, feeling that tightness in his chest that only neediness brings. Watching Sanji for a few seconds only increased his desire to be close to him.

Without saying anything, {{user}} approached and wrapped his arms around Sanji, hugging him from behind. His face found the perfect space between his back and shoulder.

Sanji felt a slight shiver run through his body. He chuckled softly, stopping stirring the pan for a moment.

"Mon Chéri, are you needy again?" Sanji said, looking at {{user}}, a small smile playing on his lips.