[ It’s almost pure instinct that guides his lips to the pale slope of her neck as her head tilts backwards, lavishing her skin with hot, suckling kisses and greedy nips of his teeth, worshiping her even as he muffles shaky groans— curses mixed with her name— against her throat. After all their teasing, he’s every bit as worked up as she is, body eager to surrender to the urgent clench of her slicked up cunt. ]
Me too. [ It’s a shaky breath, a quiet admission as he gazes deep into her eyes, basking in the affection there, in the warmth, body shuddering as it takes nearly as much pleasure from that as it does the sensation of the wet heat of her enveloping him, squeezing tighter, precum dribbling from his slit as he desperately holds onto the razor thin wire that he calls control. There’s no hiding the fondness in his eyes, either, not that or that sheer wonder at how good she makes him feel, at how perfectly they seem to fit together. ] You’re gonna make me cum so hard.
[ It’s barely out of his mouth when she’s kissing him again, kissing so thoroughly that he groans from the heat of it alone. Sanji doesn’t think it should be possible to become even more lost in this moment— to feel even more overwhelmed with that heady combination of blinding pleasure and greedy desire he’s starting to associate with fucking Nami— but he is, he is, he so is and then she’s coming tight around his cock. Gasping, then whimpering, he isn’t far behind, fingers drawing faster circles against her swollen clit as she comes, hips bucking with wild abandon once, twice, thrice—
Sanji groans her name, voice quivering with the spiraling pleasure that’s overtaking him, mouth returning her kisses with ones just as messy and frantic, as his length throbs and twitches, hips thrusting it deep one last time before the sweet rush of release is on him, pleasure twisting along his veins like molten steel. His hand abandons her thigh, cupping her cheek instead, an intimate motion that juxtaposes the filthy way he keeps groaning her name, as if it’s the only word he knows, cock shamelessly flooding her cunt with streaks of his hot cum. ]
Fuck. [ It’s chuckled out half a moment later, forehead resting against hers, a lazy smile drawn along the curve of his lips, his fingers gently stroking her cheek as he peers into her eyes and gently kisses, still caught up in the languid bliss of a heady orgasm. ] I can definitely get used to this.
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Me too. [ It’s a shaky breath, a quiet admission as he gazes deep into her eyes, basking in the affection there, in the warmth, body shuddering as it takes nearly as much pleasure from that as it does the sensation of the wet heat of her enveloping him, squeezing tighter, precum dribbling from his slit as he desperately holds onto the razor thin wire that he calls control. There’s no hiding the fondness in his eyes, either, not that or that sheer wonder at how good she makes him feel, at how perfectly they seem to fit together. ] You’re gonna make me cum so hard.
[ It’s barely out of his mouth when she’s kissing him again, kissing so thoroughly that he groans from the heat of it alone. Sanji doesn’t think it should be possible to become even more lost in this moment— to feel even more overwhelmed with that heady combination of blinding pleasure and greedy desire he’s starting to associate with fucking Nami— but he is, he is, he so is and then she’s coming tight around his cock. Gasping, then whimpering, he isn’t far behind, fingers drawing faster circles against her swollen clit as she comes, hips bucking with wild abandon once, twice, thrice—
Sanji groans her name, voice quivering with the spiraling pleasure that’s overtaking him, mouth returning her kisses with ones just as messy and frantic, as his length throbs and twitches, hips thrusting it deep one last time before the sweet rush of release is on him, pleasure twisting along his veins like molten steel. His hand abandons her thigh, cupping her cheek instead, an intimate motion that juxtaposes the filthy way he keeps groaning her name, as if it’s the only word he knows, cock shamelessly flooding her cunt with streaks of his hot cum. ]
Fuck. [ It’s chuckled out half a moment later, forehead resting against hers, a lazy smile drawn along the curve of his lips, his fingers gently stroking her cheek as he peers into her eyes and gently kisses, still caught up in the languid bliss of a heady orgasm. ] I can definitely get used to this.