[ Twice now, they’ve been gifted with ways to detect one another’s satisfaction— no, more than satisfaction or contentment, pleasure and desire and need and a whole legion of other emotions— that would prove especially welcome in these long, lazy moments where bliss has left them feeling emptied out and lazy, movements languid and smiles soft. Perhaps Sanji should miss them, that deep, unerring connection that existed between them as vampiric lovers and the heightened senses that left them perfectly attuned to one another as an alpha and his chosen omega, and while he does miss them to an extent, it no longer feels like anything’s lacking, no longer feels like he must guess at what those feelings swirl within those gorgeous eyes that are as deep and vast as the sea.
All he needs to do is meet her gaze, staring so deeply into it that he knows he’s about to be swept away in the tides of emotions, to recognize that unabashed love for him that dwells there alongside its twin, an unrelenting desire and need that’s far more carnal in nature. That intensity of feeling still delights and surprises, no matter that it’s been there for months— the seed of it had taken root in those long weeks spent sequestered in her suite just after he’d arrived, long, lazy days spent alone and together, indulging in sex whenever the whim struck— because Sanji will never stop feeling shocked that she cares for him like she does, will never stop treasuring every moment they have together.
It’s not like he lacks that intensity of feeling, either. Even freshly spent, cock soft and muscles loose, gently dotting endless kisses to the gentle slope of her neck as he pants hotly against her skin, need still sees his blood heated and singing, lurid thoughts of all the wonderfully obscene things they’re going to do together still whirling in his head. No matter that they were babbled out near the peak of their pleasure, a promise is still a promise, regardless of just how filthy it is. ]
You look so fucking hot right now, Nami. Fuck. [ Cursing softly against her mouth as they kiss, his fingers gingerly curl around the back of her neck, curtly-clipped nails lightly raking against her skin as his teeth nips sharply at the tip of her tongue, chasing her kiss with one of his own. ] Don't you worry, love. Won't be able to stop myself from giving you the hard, deep fucking you want. Wanna fuck you so bad already. [ Even before she draws his attention to her belly— and the too-fond memories of all the times he's fucked her so full of his cum, a slight curve had developed— the sticky shaft of his cock is already throbbing as it eagerly stiffens, jutting up greedily from between his thighs, slick and hard and eagerly ready. Still, her motion leaves him groaning, glancing up to meet her gaze with his own, fiercely hungry, before dropping his head, lips parting as he mouths both breasts, sucking and gingerly biting each pebbled nipple.
Those same hot, hungry eyes watch as she flips over suddenly, mouth going dry as Nami rises on to her hands and knees, ass raised high and cunt on glorious display for him. There's no halting the low, keening sound he makes at the sight of her driving those clever thief's fingers into her cunt like this. ] Fuck, it's so eager, love. It loves being fucked by my cock that much, love getting pumped full of my cum so— [ Even if she's not looking, the sound of his hand— fingers curled so tight around his thick heft— furiously stroking his cock is loud and obvious, the temptation briefly too sweet to ignore. She makes it so easy to lose himself in these moments, to simply stop thinking and instead, do whatever feels good in the moment. The sight of her fucking herself is too much for him to bear, too much for him to remain idle, and far too much for his hand to ever satisfy. Groaning softly, his hand grabs her wrist, yanking her fingers from the depth of her swollen, dripping cunt and guiding right to his waiting mouth. Lips part as his tongue emerges to lathe and lap and swirl around each finger, greedily licking it clean between moaned obscenities, lips pressing a deceptively soft kiss to each pad once they're clean. ] Look at this perfect fucking cunt. [ It's a low, dazed murmur as he stares at it, a fat droplet of his spend leaking out and dribbling over the stiffened nub of her clit, and Sanji can't help himself, hands on her ass, thumbs spreading her cunt open as his tongue darting out to lick her from clit to base, groaning loudly at this taste. ] All for me. My Nami's gorgeous cunt and it wants nothing more than to be fucked and filled by my cock.
[ Head turning, teeth sink into the tender skin high on each thigh, mouth greedily sucking a mark into flesh, before he tongues her cunt again, letting it sink inside her as he licks her again, hands roughly kneading her ass. ] Should I make you come first, love? [ It's a low purr that follows in the wake of his tongue lazily flicking her clit, a tease before he's back to greedily lapping at her folds, groaning huskily with every taste he gets of her. ] Make you come all over my face and then sink my cock in, give your pretty little cunt the good fucking it needs?
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All he needs to do is meet her gaze, staring so deeply into it that he knows he’s about to be swept away in the tides of emotions, to recognize that unabashed love for him that dwells there alongside its twin, an unrelenting desire and need that’s far more carnal in nature. That intensity of feeling still delights and surprises, no matter that it’s been there for months— the seed of it had taken root in those long weeks spent sequestered in her suite just after he’d arrived, long, lazy days spent alone and together, indulging in sex whenever the whim struck— because Sanji will never stop feeling shocked that she cares for him like she does, will never stop treasuring every moment they have together.
It’s not like he lacks that intensity of feeling, either. Even freshly spent, cock soft and muscles loose, gently dotting endless kisses to the gentle slope of her neck as he pants hotly against her skin, need still sees his blood heated and singing, lurid thoughts of all the wonderfully obscene things they’re going to do together still whirling in his head. No matter that they were babbled out near the peak of their pleasure, a promise is still a promise, regardless of just how filthy it is. ]
You look so fucking hot right now, Nami. Fuck. [ Cursing softly against her mouth as they kiss, his fingers gingerly curl around the back of her neck, curtly-clipped nails lightly raking against her skin as his teeth nips sharply at the tip of her tongue, chasing her kiss with one of his own. ] Don't you worry, love. Won't be able to stop myself from giving you the hard, deep fucking you want. Wanna fuck you so bad already. [ Even before she draws his attention to her belly— and the too-fond memories of all the times he's fucked her so full of his cum, a slight curve had developed— the sticky shaft of his cock is already throbbing as it eagerly stiffens, jutting up greedily from between his thighs, slick and hard and eagerly ready. Still, her motion leaves him groaning, glancing up to meet her gaze with his own, fiercely hungry, before dropping his head, lips parting as he mouths both breasts, sucking and gingerly biting each pebbled nipple.
Those same hot, hungry eyes watch as she flips over suddenly, mouth going dry as Nami rises on to her hands and knees, ass raised high and cunt on glorious display for him. There's no halting the low, keening sound he makes at the sight of her driving those clever thief's fingers into her cunt like this. ] Fuck, it's so eager, love. It loves being fucked by my cock that much, love getting pumped full of my cum so— [ Even if she's not looking, the sound of his hand— fingers curled so tight around his thick heft— furiously stroking his cock is loud and obvious, the temptation briefly too sweet to ignore. She makes it so easy to lose himself in these moments, to simply stop thinking and instead, do whatever feels good in the moment. The sight of her fucking herself is too much for him to bear, too much for him to remain idle, and far too much for his hand to ever satisfy. Groaning softly, his hand grabs her wrist, yanking her fingers from the depth of her swollen, dripping cunt and guiding right to his waiting mouth. Lips part as his tongue emerges to lathe and lap and swirl around each finger, greedily licking it clean between moaned obscenities, lips pressing a deceptively soft kiss to each pad once they're clean. ] Look at this perfect fucking cunt. [ It's a low, dazed murmur as he stares at it, a fat droplet of his spend leaking out and dribbling over the stiffened nub of her clit, and Sanji can't help himself, hands on her ass, thumbs spreading her cunt open as his tongue darting out to lick her from clit to base, groaning loudly at this taste. ] All for me. My Nami's gorgeous cunt and it wants nothing more than to be fucked and filled by my cock.
[ Head turning, teeth sink into the tender skin high on each thigh, mouth greedily sucking a mark into flesh, before he tongues her cunt again, letting it sink inside her as he licks her again, hands roughly kneading her ass. ] Should I make you come first, love? [ It's a low purr that follows in the wake of his tongue lazily flicking her clit, a tease before he's back to greedily lapping at her folds, groaning huskily with every taste he gets of her. ] Make you come all over my face and then sink my cock in, give your pretty little cunt the good fucking it needs?