Got a feeling you’re right about that. [ His chuckle rumbles in his chest, almost a purr to match hers, because Sanji’s certain he’s going to love everything about this plan. Maybe a little too much and in the wrong way, considering where they are and the demands of the House, but being this close to her— with her arm looped over his neck, soft, warm lips hovering just only inches from his in invitation for as many kisses as he dares to steal— only serves to completely override thought with desire. ]
Yeah, of course I am. [ There’s a hint of reassurance in his voice, but it’s interrupted by a soft groan as her clever fingers massage and rub his cock through the front of his slacks, every teasing stroke only making it throb to further hardness eagerly. It makes his steps falter, just for a second, as she touches him, something that was unfamiliar only a few weeks ago back on the Merry now a welcome sensation that’s growing quickly familiar. As rough with want as his voice is, it softens slightly as he steals another kiss before murmuring against her lips. ] I’m more than okay right now.
[ By the time they reach the map room, his lips are aching from how many times they’ve kissed and his cock strains obviously against his slacks, maddeningly hard after all her teasing. He’s vaguely familiar with the layout of her suite from his previous visits, and although there are a dizzying number of rooms all things considered, he still smiles when she opens the hidden door to let them into the truly private part of her suite. ] It’d be my pleasure.
[ They make it barely a dozen steps after the split towards her room before the waiting is too much. The arm around her waist unwraps and slides between them, hand slipping between her soft, pale thighs, to press against the already damp fabric of her panties. Sanji grins at that discovery, the pads of his fingers slowly tracing the shape of her cunt through the thin fabric, grins as he kisses her hard and deep while he slowly maneuvers her back against the door to her closet. ]
Fuck— your panties are so wet, Nami. Your cunt must be so damn slick for me right now. [ The very thought that she could want him like that— in a way that felt impossible when he first woke up here— sends shivers down his spine and makes his head swim with possibilities. He stares at her with bright sky-blue eyes blown dark with more desire than he knows what to do with and grins as he uses both hands to push her underwear down her legs.
And then he knows he’s right because he’s touching her bare cunt, calloused fingers greedily stroking swollen folds that are so slick with desire. It makes him shudder as he kisses her again, mouth hungry and eager against hers, as his hips grind the stiff line of his cock against her palm, and he groans her name softly. ] So fucking wet for me.
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Yeah, of course I am. [ There’s a hint of reassurance in his voice, but it’s interrupted by a soft groan as her clever fingers massage and rub his cock through the front of his slacks, every teasing stroke only making it throb to further hardness eagerly. It makes his steps falter, just for a second, as she touches him, something that was unfamiliar only a few weeks ago back on the Merry now a welcome sensation that’s growing quickly familiar. As rough with want as his voice is, it softens slightly as he steals another kiss before murmuring against her lips. ] I’m more than okay right now.
[ By the time they reach the map room, his lips are aching from how many times they’ve kissed and his cock strains obviously against his slacks, maddeningly hard after all her teasing. He’s vaguely familiar with the layout of her suite from his previous visits, and although there are a dizzying number of rooms all things considered, he still smiles when she opens the hidden door to let them into the truly private part of her suite. ] It’d be my pleasure.
[ They make it barely a dozen steps after the split towards her room before the waiting is too much. The arm around her waist unwraps and slides between them, hand slipping between her soft, pale thighs, to press against the already damp fabric of her panties. Sanji grins at that discovery, the pads of his fingers slowly tracing the shape of her cunt through the thin fabric, grins as he kisses her hard and deep while he slowly maneuvers her back against the door to her closet. ]
Fuck— your panties are so wet, Nami. Your cunt must be so damn slick for me right now. [ The very thought that she could want him like that— in a way that felt impossible when he first woke up here— sends shivers down his spine and makes his head swim with possibilities. He stares at her with bright sky-blue eyes blown dark with more desire than he knows what to do with and grins as he uses both hands to push her underwear down her legs.
And then he knows he’s right because he’s touching her bare cunt, calloused fingers greedily stroking swollen folds that are so slick with desire. It makes him shudder as he kisses her again, mouth hungry and eager against hers, as his hips grind the stiff line of his cock against her palm, and he groans her name softly. ] So fucking wet for me.