[ They've got lives and a grand adventure waiting, and goodness knows that's a topic Nami has stewed on for months while left on her own to find a way to beat the House and make it home, but all the parts of her heart that have been left aching while mulling those thoughts over are soothed so sweetly every time their mouths meet in another kiss. ]
I think you're gonna like this one too. [ She purrs against his mouth, before hiding the grin on her face with another kiss. Wanting him and protecting him can coexist, even if she wasn't expecting to find both equally rewarding so quickly. One of Nami's arms stays wrapped around Sanji's neck while the other roves down, her fingers finding his belt and pulling it open, sliding it out of the loops at the top of his pants with one decisive pull before she tosses it aside. ]
You're doing okay, right? [ The question might be uttered in a whisper that trembles from all the desire hanging on it, but she can't completely hide her concern, even if she tries to sneak it in between kisses, leading him backwards once again while her hand seeks out his cock.
The suite is sprawling, but it's a short path between the corridor they found each other in, and the map room. Even without looking, Nami knows the way to the largest frame, the hand massaging over the firming line of his cock through his pants, pulling away long enough to tap her watch against the corner of it. ]
Get me to bed, Sanji. [ It's a testament to how beguiled his return has made her that Nami doesn't consider how far back in the private stretch of rooms behind the map her bedroom actually is.
At least they have their choice of surfaces between there and here. ]
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I think you're gonna like this one too. [ She purrs against his mouth, before hiding the grin on her face with another kiss. Wanting him and protecting him can coexist, even if she wasn't expecting to find both equally rewarding so quickly. One of Nami's arms stays wrapped around Sanji's neck while the other roves down, her fingers finding his belt and pulling it open, sliding it out of the loops at the top of his pants with one decisive pull before she tosses it aside. ]
You're doing okay, right? [ The question might be uttered in a whisper that trembles from all the desire hanging on it, but she can't completely hide her concern, even if she tries to sneak it in between kisses, leading him backwards once again while her hand seeks out his cock.
The suite is sprawling, but it's a short path between the corridor they found each other in, and the map room. Even without looking, Nami knows the way to the largest frame, the hand massaging over the firming line of his cock through his pants, pulling away long enough to tap her watch against the corner of it. ]
Get me to bed, Sanji. [ It's a testament to how beguiled his return has made her that Nami doesn't consider how far back in the private stretch of rooms behind the map her bedroom actually is.
At least they have their choice of surfaces between there and here. ]