"Because I know what the hell I'm doing." He smirked at that moan and did what he could to draw more of them from the cook, grinding them together in a more heated way, but nothing out of control yet. Just a languid roll of his hips, and loving the power he could feel in Sanji's leg as it flexed against him.

"You have a lot of catching up to do, Curly Brow." Another roll and he groaned himself, leaning down to drag his teeth over Sanji's collarbone and pulling him up harder against him.

"We can do whatever you want, however you want it."