[ His breath catches in his throat as she takes her time, the slow, purposeful pressure of her finger teasing his ass contrasting with the frantic beat of his heart as he lets himself indulge in the fantasy. Nami has a knack for knowing just how to rile him up, how to make his desire for her burn so fierce, it feels like it's searing his bones– usually without even needed to try– and this is no different. The moment her finger slips past the tight entrance, slowly pressing deeper and deeper, he gasps softly as his ass clenches down around the finger, hips stuttering in a silent urging for more. Deep down, he knows why she's taking her time– not just to tease him– and adores her for it, even as he needily presses back against the slow thrust of her finger, eager for more. ]
Maybe not at first. [ The sound of her voice– confident, teasing, and deeply sensual– leaves him shuddering, but it's the way she kisses he back that makes him groan appreciatively as she fucks him with her fingers, his hand reaching back to tangle in her hair. ] But you'd get me ready. I know you would, yeah? Fuck me slow and sweet until I'm ready for more?
[ Now that she's set a good pace, he's matching her, fucking himself on her fingers until's good and clear that he's ready for more. His head turns around, glancing at her from over his shoulder, watching her with lust-dark eyes and a flushed face, a grin appearing on it as she lifts up the plug. ]
Come wherever you want it– on your belly, your chest, all over your perfect tits. Wherever you need it, gorgeous, just fuck me with– fuck, yes– [ Even though he's watching, and sees it happen, the feeling of the plug sliding into place is so good that he wants to groan– and does when she starts to stroke the length of his cock. Sanji's teeth rake his lower lip, biting it, as his hips buck back and forth, desperate to drive the plug deep while greedy for more stimulation of the aching length of his cock. Precum dribbles from the tip on to her fingers and the couch as one hand braces shakily against the wall, the other clutching at her hair and dragging her close so he can press a messy kiss against her mouth. ] You'll make me feel so damn good and I'll fuck you so well, after. I'll lick and kiss and finger your cunt and make you come so many times until I'm so damn hard for you, I can't stand it.
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Maybe not at first. [ The sound of her voice– confident, teasing, and deeply sensual– leaves him shuddering, but it's the way she kisses he back that makes him groan appreciatively as she fucks him with her fingers, his hand reaching back to tangle in her hair. ] But you'd get me ready. I know you would, yeah? Fuck me slow and sweet until I'm ready for more?
[ Now that she's set a good pace, he's matching her, fucking himself on her fingers until's good and clear that he's ready for more. His head turns around, glancing at her from over his shoulder, watching her with lust-dark eyes and a flushed face, a grin appearing on it as she lifts up the plug. ]
Come wherever you want it– on your belly, your chest, all over your perfect tits. Wherever you need it, gorgeous, just fuck me with– fuck, yes– [ Even though he's watching, and sees it happen, the feeling of the plug sliding into place is so good that he wants to groan– and does when she starts to stroke the length of his cock. Sanji's teeth rake his lower lip, biting it, as his hips buck back and forth, desperate to drive the plug deep while greedy for more stimulation of the aching length of his cock. Precum dribbles from the tip on to her fingers and the couch as one hand braces shakily against the wall, the other clutching at her hair and dragging her close so he can press a messy kiss against her mouth. ] You'll make me feel so damn good and I'll fuck you so well, after. I'll lick and kiss and finger your cunt and make you come so many times until I'm so damn hard for you, I can't stand it.