"Looking at me again, hm?" Sanji asks with a small cocky smile. Today, for some reason, his way of cooking was...seductive. Sanji places the tips of his two fingers in the pan of sauce and then brings them to his mouth. Moaning softly with satisfaction. The whole scene felt like déjà vu. He did the same thing when you two were in bed. With him tasting your taste.

"I wouldn't deny help here.." He says, breaking you out of your thoughts.