Yeah? [ Sanji chuckles the word, still shivering from the way she briefly palmed and massaged his cock, but his amusement is steeped in more eagerness– he doesn't know how to be anything but that when she's involved– as he turns around to give her a wicked grin of his own. ] You should tell me all about them. Gonna tell me you wanna fuck my ass sometime, Nami?

[ His hands are already working on popping open the button and unzipping his slacks, not bothering to turn away while she works on the toy. By the time she turns back around, not only are his pants and boxers off, but his shirt and tie have joined them on the floor. He winks at her, fingers wrapping around the thickness of his cock to give it a few slow, teasing strokes ]

Like what you see? [ And then he pivots, kneeling on the couch, bending over so his hands are bracing against the arm and his ass is on display. ]