Sanji Loved To Be Watched

Sanji loved to be watched.

He loved to be watched as he stretched, feeling the eyes on his skin and muscles as they contracted and relaxed.

It was fulfilling how their eyes lingered on him most of all. He knew that every gaze that fell upon him could never forget him. They would go home and remember him. The way his hair like liquid shined as if the gods had purposely taken the sun’s light and set it there. The gods probably did too.

He loved how they would remember the endless ocean of his eye. He let them see only one. Visitors always exclaimed what beautiful waters swam in his eyes. He closed his eye and smirked. Too bad they wouldn’t see the other.

Sanji knew that he was the best god-damn attraction this park had. He surpassed all the other rejects that society had thrown away only to fantasize about their uniqueness and difference in the privacy of their minds and bedrooms. Sanji knew that the owners knew how proud he was that he was simply the best.

He was beautiful. He was perfect. Humans wished they had him; wished that they could enter the cage that he was contained to and be tempted by this devilish creature. Sanji knew this is what they wanted.

Oh did he know this. He bathed in their selfishness; loved the dreams and hopes that they had as they watched him. He wanted to swim in their pathetic fantasies, slowly sucking their souls out of them.

He licked his lips at that delicious thought.

Of course all those disgusting animals wouldn’t get far. Their fantasies were all they had.

Sanji would happily play with his prey like the vulpini blood that ran through his mixed human blood. No one steps into his cage except his master. The master that put him here and watches with a predator stare.

He moans quietly at that thought. How power has always entertained him. Those with it always watching him and never revealing what they were thinking. One moment they would look like they were in a brainless daze, the next their eyes were on you, watching your every move. It made his body shiver with pleasure.

That shiver ran through him right now as he curled up in the soft grass that blanketed most of his large cage. Goosebumps covered his silk-like skin as his golden ears and long bushy, silk-like tail twitched in anticipation.

Opening his eye his gaze landed on a large, shadowed figure that stood on the other side of the cage bars. Sanji smirked smelling the scent of the figure as it wafted to him. He grinned slightly stretching out, long pale legs moving across the top of the grass before supporting himself in his elbows.

A moment passed before he stood up and stretched feeling the eyes on him. A delicate hand ran lightly down his chest, scratching his stomach before it fell down to his side. He ran his tongue slowly along his bottom lip to one of his fangs that peeked out. With a smirk on his face and a delicious look in his eyes he walked slowly towards the figure.

Raising his hands he pushed them through the spaces until his arms were hanging out of the cage and his body was leaning against the bars.

“You have very loud eyes.” The fox said each word like a musical note on his tongue. The figure smirked.

“You just enjoy people watching you.” The figure’s rough voice said. Green eyes peered up gazing up from the fox’s chest to meet a playful smirk. Sanji closed his eyes and turned his head to the side allowing the shadows to accent his neck.

“It’s what you put me here for marimo.” Sanji replied feeling the other man’s eyes trailing over him. He let two slender fingers travel to that green hair, flicking it mockingly.

“Of course, but that’s all they can do. I though--” he reached through the bars and ran his tanned hand along Sanji’s side, “can actually look and touch.”

The fox purred at the contact closing his eyes. A jingle came to his ears and he opened his eyes to see Zoro’s hand holding a ringlet of keys that he placed into the lock on the cage door. Sanji smiled and stepped away from the cage and allowed the other man to pull the cage door open.

“Not going to use a leash? I might run away.” He taunted as he stepped down out of the cage. He let his golden, white-tipped tail brush along Zoro’s legs, trailing patterns across them as he walked a slow circle around the larger man.

“And what? You wouldn’t get far.” Zoro said closing the door after Sanji had exited. “Come on. You’ve had your fun already. You’re not coming back here tomorrow. Nami wants more profit, and the longer you’re not an attraction the more people will want to pay to see you.” Zoro said quietly wrapping an arm around Sanji’s waist, taking his time to run his large hand along the gorgeous tail. This action caused Sanji to arch and brush his body against Zoro’s side.

“I think you’re just jealous.” He said leaning forward to push his face into the others neck. He sniffed the area, nosing the earrings that chimed as he nudged them before pulling on them gently with his teeth.

Zoro smirked.

“Greedy maybe, but I’m no where near jealous. Not with what I get to do with you.” Zoro said, as he moved his head until his earrings slipped out from between Sanji’s lips. His hands moved to the fox’s hips as he pulled him closer. Sanji closed his eyes in pleasure, his neck arching as a warm tongue trailed up the sensitive skin. If only his previous owners could see him now. The thought made it even more arousing; that they couldn’t watch.