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Sanji broke up with Zoro a few months ago. To save the Mosshead's feelings, he lied about the reason. Sanji said they should do it now because they had no real future together, They fought so much. He pointed out that other couples they knew didn't fight and it wasn't healthy. The real reason was he was bored in bed. Zoro was completely vanilla. He didn't even want to have sex that often. Zoro thought letting Sanji tie his hands to the bedpost with his ties was extremely kinky.
Sanji was having to fantasize about other people and other situations when they were together. It felt like cheating and Sanji wasn't a cheater. Zoro seemed to take it well. He just drank more than usual for about a month. The next month, he worked out more than usual. Then they were back to normal.
One of the situations Sanji fantasized about was his brief fling with Pedro. He knew human/mink relationships were considered taboo. Several countries criminalized them and his own father would put to death any soldier who even had the pornography for it. The whole time Sanji spent with Pedro, he felt a mix of shame and adrenaline. It was by far the best sex of his life. It was a high he could never achieve again.
He tried chasing it at every port. Sanji went to the bars at the edges of the city where large men sometimes asked for favors just to get through the doors. He let beautiful women play out their darkest fantasies with him. He even was briefly arrested after a police officer mistook him for an intruder. His poor date had to explain it was all part of their roleplay. Sanji felt so embarrassed for the poor woman he nearly confessed to a crime he would never commit.
Some of it was thrilling but none of it came close to that night with Pedro. Then, one fateful evening, Sanji noticed that some nightclubs on the edge of town had a paw print on the back of the door in the alley. Sanji had finally found his sexual fantasy One Piece. These back alley businesses were more expensive, but Sanji knew how to be clever. He carefully foraged plants and spices from other places they stopped at. He hid them in the pantry to sell at future ports for a high profit. If Nami ever figured out what he was doing, she would be both angry and impressed by him. Not every port had a mink club, but it was more than 50/50. Sometimes, these clubs were high class with beautifully decorated soundproof rooms. Usually though it was just a few rooms created out of some sheets of plywood with curtains for doors. Sanji didn't care. He was just relieved to finally find his neko neko fantasy.
Until one terrible night after giving Katerina her beli upfront, Sanji had the horrible epiphany that the nasty feeling of boredom was starting to creep in again. As Katerina slid the curtain close, Sanji caught a glimpse of another mink taking her customer into a room and he felt himself stir with excitement. Getting together with minks was taboo enough. However even in that world there was a bottom. Now, Sanji knew he was ready for it. At the port, Sanji hands were clammy with excitement as he handed his beli over to the dog mink. His name was Rodrigo and one of his ears was upright and the other flopped over. Sanji had no idea what breed he was. Sanji tried to make a joke to break the tension. "So, doggy style?"
"Yeah, except I ride you, dumb ass," the dog mink growled. Sanji shook the whole time he got undressed. Rodrigo didn't prep him at all, but it wasn't necessary. Sanji barely felt him enter. His cheeks grew warm as he heard the dog making growling noises behind him. Suddenly, the curtain flew open and the manager of the establishment was in the doorway with a camera. Before Sanji could move, there were multiple flashes.
"Don't try anything, Blackleg! They've already been uploaded! You touch me at all and Big News gets them immediately!" the manager yelled at him. Sanji scrambled up. He looked for his pants and his mind was racing. "What do you want? I don't have any money! I gave it all to you!"
"Let us turn you in for your bounty," Rodrigo said from behind. Sanji stood frozen. What choice did he have? What if Zeff saw these photos? The old man would probably die of a heart attack. If Nami or Robin saw them, he would die of shame.
The three of them rode a horse and cart over to the local Marine outpost 40 kilometers away. While the manager boasted about the mansion he was going to buy, Rodrigo didn't say anything until they were nearly there. All he said was, "I'm glad I can finally retire and not have to ever let a freak like you touch me again." Sanji wished he had never met Pedro. The cat mink had ruined his whole life.