[ Spoiling her is exactly what Sanji wants, the desire to bathe her in a sea of pleasure burning as brightly as the desire for her itself does. It’s just his nature— something that bubbles up as naturally as the greedy desire for her does— to want to please her, to leave her trembling and overwhelmed between the deft touch of his fingers, the greedy lap of his tongue, and the eager thrust of his cock. Now that they’ve crossed that invisible line between being just crewmates and whatever they are now, here in this place, his desire is stronger than ever. ]
Whatever you want, Nami— [ His voice trembles as he groans her name, hips bucking as he grinds the length of his cock against her palm, fucking into the tight grip her fingers have around him, more arousal beading on the tip before he smears it against her skin. Each stroke of her hand makes his body buzz with the pleasure of it, shoulders shuddering, as steals another greedy kiss, teeth scraping over her lower lip a moment later. ] —gonna give you whatever want. My fingers, then my cock sounds like a damn good plan to me.
[ As much as he wants to spoil her, this is another form of it, another way to grant them both the pleasure they crave. There’s something special about fucking her, about the way she so easily draws him into not caring about the casino or the game or anything else but the moment. Eager to please, his fingers refuse to relent, rutting into her faster and matching the stroking of her hand around his cock, thrusting with enough vigor that he can hear the wet, slick sounds of fucking as they press deep into the tight heat of her cunt. ]
You’re gonna make me come, too, at this rate. Gonna make me come so hard. [ It’s a low gasp against her mouth as he kisses her greedily again, lips tingling and aching from all the kissing they’ve already done. Even with that, it’s still not enough. He needs more, needs to feel the sweet heat of her mouth against his as many times as she’ll allow. As he kisses her, more precum dribbles out of his cock as his thumb presses flush against the swollen bud of her clit and rubs it in tight, quick circles. ] Wanna make you feel so good, Nami. Fuck.
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Whatever you want, Nami— [ His voice trembles as he groans her name, hips bucking as he grinds the length of his cock against her palm, fucking into the tight grip her fingers have around him, more arousal beading on the tip before he smears it against her skin. Each stroke of her hand makes his body buzz with the pleasure of it, shoulders shuddering, as steals another greedy kiss, teeth scraping over her lower lip a moment later. ] —gonna give you whatever want. My fingers, then my cock sounds like a damn good plan to me.
[ As much as he wants to spoil her, this is another form of it, another way to grant them both the pleasure they crave. There’s something special about fucking her, about the way she so easily draws him into not caring about the casino or the game or anything else but the moment. Eager to please, his fingers refuse to relent, rutting into her faster and matching the stroking of her hand around his cock, thrusting with enough vigor that he can hear the wet, slick sounds of fucking as they press deep into the tight heat of her cunt. ]
You’re gonna make me come, too, at this rate. Gonna make me come so hard. [ It’s a low gasp against her mouth as he kisses her greedily again, lips tingling and aching from all the kissing they’ve already done. Even with that, it’s still not enough. He needs more, needs to feel the sweet heat of her mouth against his as many times as she’ll allow. As he kisses her, more precum dribbles out of his cock as his thumb presses flush against the swollen bud of her clit and rubs it in tight, quick circles. ] Wanna make you feel so good, Nami. Fuck.