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[ As hard as she's climaxed and as ravenous as they both are for each other, her heart is pounding for reasons that run deeper than desire. The easy way Nami can lose herself in the heat and need that crackles between them—so real and alluring it borders on magnetic—is one more delicious facet of what they’ve become after all these months here together. She’s never had anyone like him before; someone who can mean so much in all the ways that Sanji does. Together they’re whole while simultaneously part of something bigger, with their crew, with Zoro, with Hilda, all relationships that have opened her eyes in more ways than one to how complex and beautiful things can become with the right people.

This, too, is layered. Primal, profane, but still a display of complete and utter devotion, so good it makes her heart race faster than it ever could with anyone else. She can know every inch of his skin and still find herself shivering in delight as she feels his nipples pebble between her thumb and her forefinger as she rolls and tugs at it, urging him through his orgasm as he buries her face against her throat.

The warmth and the strength of his body against hers makes her senses reel for all the best reasons, and for all their salacious promises and plans for how she’ll tantalize him out in public with a cunt full of his cum later, Nami’s already decided that part can wait. Once this new game they’re playing at begins to wind down, all she’ll want is to collapse into bed with him and lose a few more hours to the joy of being in Sanji’s arms.

But they’re a long way from cuddling right now; when they’re both so worked up, even the afterglow feels more like an interlude than a conclusion. With a dazed whimper, Nami’s fingers slide free of her still-clutching cunt, sliding the flats of her fingers over her folds, stroking that overstimulated heat gently, gathering more of the cum he’s marked her with as he slumps against her, and they both catch their breath right up until Nami’s composed enough to tug at his nipple once more.

As he straightens, her now cum-covered fingers sink back into her cunt, drawing a low moan out of her that sharpens into a whimper as his fingers find her clit, the circles her works over that now wildly sensitive bud enough to send bursts of pleasure through her, potent enough to make her own nipples stiffen against the open air, as the sound of her plunging her fingers into the velvet confines of her cunt quickens, the salacious wet sound of her walls being spread apart each time she fucks into herself, pausing now and again to collect more of his spend. ] 

Your cum feels so hot when I fuck it into my cunt like this. [ Nami’s thighs spread wider as her head tilts up to kiss him, her mouth messy and breathless as she licks into his, soft, sharp cries of need muffled against his lips as he continues to tease her clit and urge her closer to her next climax. ] I want you to fuck me so hard, Sanji, until I can’t take any more of your cum. [ The hand teasing his nipple moves to skim across her lower belly instead, touching over where he’d filled her so completely; her stomach began to swell from it, the perfect, perfectly desperate omega in heat. Her lips are as swollen as the folds of her sex, both parted from the bliss of him, both glistening with the evidence of their shared arousal. She can taste his mouth on her lips and feel the ghostly memory of his cock driving inside her each time she curls her fingers against her walls. ]

Look how much my cunt needs it; it’s so greedy for your cum, greedy to take it all— [ A loud, sharp gasp cuts her off, reducing her to merely being able to whimper his name before she forces herself to slow her fingers and slip them free so he can see the sticky threads of cum and slick webbed between them, thick droplets leaving pearly trails down to her knuckles. ] Look how much I love it, love you, love your cock. [ Horny babble ebbs into action, and without warning Nami moves from her perch on the edge of the table, turning until she’s on her hands and knees atop it, lifting her ass for him and giving him a full view as her fingers drive back into her cunt, moaning from the new twinges of friction that reverberate through her while she fucks herself from behind. ]

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[ 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?