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[ As filthy as it is, as much as Sanji is caught up in the thrill and pleasure of the moment, there’s still something deliciously intimate about the knowledge that they’re both watching the sight of his twitching cock painting her trembling cunt with lines of his release. It’s a sight just for them, and it takes his breath away, the sight of his cum clinging to her already slick-drenched folds, just as surely as the look of intense need in her eyes does when their eyes meet again. For all the raw, carnal want that makes heat and tension twine together in his belly, he can’t look into her eyes and not feel that fond warmth blossom in his chest. ]

Yeah. Yeah, it does. Fuck, your cunt looks so good covered in my cum. [ Even vocalizing that thought makes his body want to shudder. This isn’t something he’d ever entertained before coming here— hell, them even ending up in bed together felt like a distant fantasy, given how exasperated she was by every sign of affection and interest he sent her way— but as his mouth brushes another languidly gentle kiss to her lips, there’s no denying that he likes it. He likes it enough that his eyes goes wide at her ask, kiss breaking as he bites his lower lip and glances down at where the very tips of his fingers are now parting her folds. ]

Gladly. Shit, I’ll pump you full of my cum, too, give you every drop, if that’s what you want. [ For a moment, he’s just fascinated by the sight of what he’s doing, wrist flexing as it slowly pumps his curled fingers in and out of her, adding to the mess inside her cunt. After a few strokes, he tugs them back out, using the flats to smear and gather more of the mess that coats her folds, before shoving them back inside her. ] That what you want, Nami? [ His voice is a purr against her mouth as he kisses her greedily, properly fucking his fingers into her, faster, faster, fingers stroking her cheek. The next time he pulls out, head ducking down to press hot kisses along the curve of her neck, his other hand sliding down from her cheek to squeeze a soft breast through the fabric of her shirt, it’s not only to cover them with more of his cum, but to rub some of it to her swollen clit before pressing them deep in a smooth, deep thrust. ] Just like that?

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[ The way he stares is just as hot as the sight of her cunt painted with his cum, her already slightly swollen folds gliding beneath his touch as he smears his slick all over her. As sensitive as her orgasm has left her, just that would be enough to encourage her to press for more, but he's so willing to give her everything, following her lead effortlessly, his fingers hot and wet with his cum as he fucks them into her and makes her moan all over again. The sound of her soaking cunt being filled with his fingers fills the space between them, lurid and inviting, enough to make her arch her hips against his hand, rocking against him to ensure she takes his fingers deep every time. ]

Fuck yeah, I want that. [ Her words are little more than a needy, ragged moan, her newly freed hand coming to clutch at his hip, trying to keep him close while her mind reels over how to get Sanji even closer. ]

Want you to pick me up and fill me with your cock. I want you fucking me before you find something to fuck me on. [ The thought is enough to send a ripple of pleasure pinging through her, pulling another moan out of Nami before she rolls forward on the balls of her feet, bringing her mouth against his while she fists her hand loosely around his cock again before stroking slow, urging him back to hardness. ]

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[ As Sanji’s eyes flicker between intently watching the expressions of pleasure that blossom on her face and the sight of his fingers smearing and shoveling his cum deep into her cunt, it feels almost impossible to believe that the House could conjure up anything more tempting or arousing than Nami is. And perhaps that’s the House’s plan— bring him here, knowing he can’t resist her, would never even dare to try— but if it is, this is one time he’s content to let it win. The urge to give her everything she wants, needs, asks for is too strong to ignore, particularly when she moans her wants and desires so sweetly that it makes his head spin and his blood sing with an intensity he can’t put into words.] Mmm, then you’re gonna get it. Give you my cock and my cum as much as you like.

[ The thrusting of his fingers are not quite relentless— they pause again to grind hard against the swollen, cum-soaked folds of her cunt— but as she elaborates on what she wants, he can’t help but fuck them into her hard and fast, groaning and gasping against her mouth. Between her words and the languid way she works his cock back to stiffness, it’s easy to forget about anything other than the way his body blazes with pleasure and the woman responsible for it. ]

Yeah? [ It’s a breathless, husky chuckle against her lips as he gingerly swipes his thumb over the stiff bud of her swollen clit, fingers pressed as deep as they’ll go inside her. Sanji grins, eyes dark with want as he looks at her, hips rocking as they rub the broad underside of his dick along the palm of her hand. His fingers hook under the soft expanse of her thigh, urging it up and against his hip, as he steals a hot kiss, murmuring softly. ] Want me to replace my fingers right now with my cock, Nami? Fuck you right here, before we find a table or a couch or something softer to fuck on?

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[ Already sensitive, Sanji's touch just works her up further, ensuring that her cunt clutches tightly around his fingers each time he drives more of his cum deep inside her, the hot idea of it, and the slick, lewd sound the motion makes, urging her hips to roll forward, fucking herself on his fingers as earnestly as he thrusts them into her. ] Are you going to fuck me until it's dripping out of me? Until my cunt's full, and you could spread it open and look at how messy you made it? [ It's pure babble because Nami is absolutely sure Sanji would do just that if she asked him to, and she very much is asking him to.

A needy, keening moan purrs at the back of her throat as the hand fisted around the swollen heft of his cock pumps down the length of him with renewed vigor, holding him just tightly enough that her urgency is obvious. Given the heady picture the two of them paint with their words, it's only a matter of time before she's coming around his fingers again, something she wants while simultaneously wanting – no, needing– more.

Too far gone to internally mull over the implications of being this caught up in Sanji without the resort pushing her into it (or at least getting the ball rolling) her walls flutter around his fingers as her palm curves over the crown of his cock, smearing pre along the thick length of him when her hand strokes down again. Another moan escapes her, twisting into a hissed curse as a jolt of pleasure leaves her thighs trembling before he guides one leg up to settle around his hip.

He kisses her again, and she lets it muffle another little cry, her cunt growing slicker and hotter around his fingers as she catches his tongue in her lips and sucks it hard, trying to fight off an orgasm while fully relishing in every point of contact he gives her. ] I'm gonna come Sanji, fuck me right here, let me come on your cock. [ As she says it, Nami uses the hold she has on his length to guide it closer to where she needs to feel him most, her free hand gently urging his hand away from her cunt so she can replace that contact with his head, pressing it just inside her soaked, tightened entrance, barely able to suppress the tremor that moves through her as she feels him start to sink into her while she's this close to coming. ] Fuck me right here, I wanna come for you, I don't want to wait.

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Yeah, yeah, of course I’m gonna— fuck, Nami— [ Caught in the same urgent need to babble filth as the wet sounds of his fingers thrusting greedily into her cunt grow louder still, he’s caught completely off guard as Nami’s too-skilled fingers stroke the length of his dripping cock faster, voice breaking into a quivering groan that’s full of need as his hips shudder, utterly shameless as he eagerly fucks into the tight ring her fist makes around the thickness of his girth. And even that doesn’t stop his babbling, only delays it for a brief moment as he sinks deeper into the haze of feverish desire and molten pleasure that they’ve both well and truly lost themselves to. ] —gonna fuck you until you’re so fucking full of my cum, it’ll be leaking out for hours ater. And then I’m gonna look at it, look at how your cunt’s even prettier when dripping my cum, and clean you up with my mouth.

[ He’s barely finished babbling when she palms the plump, tender head of his cock, teasing it in a way that makes his muscles quiver before slicking up the length of his cock. A gasp— breathless and sharp— bursts out of him, a sharp inhalation of her name, as his fingers pump faster, harder, curled as he discovers how much slicker she’s gotten around fingers and sudders, shudders and groans as she sucks on his tongue, the hand on her hips lightly raking curtly-clipped nails down it and the outside of her thigh. ]

Can’t think of anything I want more right now than you. And fucking you with my cock. [ It’s a soft purr against her mouth, a brief pause the only respite her lips get before he’s pressed another hot kiss against her lips. There’s no resistance as she guides him closer, just an eager shift of his hips, the anticipatory groan vibrating eagerly against the sweet warmth of her mouth, fingers slipping out of the sopping folds of her cunt and spreading them wide as the very tip of the rigid line of his cock presses inside. ] I will. Not gonna make you wait.

[ Peering into her eyes with ones blown dark with an almost bottomless desire for her, his hips rock forward in a motion that’s nearly a jerk, urging the fullness of his cock inside the dripping grip of her cunt in the blink of an eye. There’s no halting the shudder of his body, the needy moan of her name, the trembling kiss that he messily presses against her lips, tongue licking inside her mouth almost instantly. And there’s only a few seconds pause before he’s moving— one hand carefully digging it’s fingers into the yielding flesh of her hip, steadying her, the other pressing both slick-coated fingertips against the swollen, needy bud of her clit, the angle awkward as he rubs it in tight, viciously quick circles— fucking into her as fast and hard as his fingers did just seconds ago. ] Gonna make you come hard, Nami, make you come on my cock just before I give you all that cum you want so much.

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[ This isn't the first time they've fucked, but the moment seems charged with so much build-up she finds herself shuddering against him as his cock sinks inside her, filling her, stoking the heat that was getting whipped into a frenzy by his fingers seconds ago. Nami's head tips back, her hands pressing tight against his back, trying to haul him flush against her chest as the blunt tips of her nails dig into his skin, leaving faint marks behind as they drag down his shoulder blades.

Her body arches, hips rolling up to meet his every time he ruts into her, ensuring she makes herself crazy by adding that needy, grinding pressure to the touch he strums across the nearly oversensitive bud of her clit. It would have only taken a moment more for her to come undone under his fingers, but with him buried inside her, as close as she is, she almost wants to fight off her orgasm and draw this out as long as she can. ]

I'm so fucking close. [ It's a strained whisper, a sound that flutters like her walls as they clutch and quiver around his cock, unable to stop staring at him between kisses, barely concealing the stunned, affectionate warmth in her eyes behind heavy-lidded eyelashes. The pleasure jolting through her seems to crackle over every cell in her body, feeding the intense tension building low in her core, making her hands almost clumsy in their haste as they rake through his hair, pushing it back so Nami can cradle his cheeks and pull him in for a hard, hungry kiss.

How right he feels consumes her awareness, the taste of his mouth on her tongue urging her over the edge, crying out as she goes tight and trembles, kissing him frantically as her cunt shudders around him, coating his cock in a rush of wet that streaks onto her thighs as the heat flooding through her reaches searing, almost overwhelming heights.

Nami almost whimpers his name, the nails of one hand raking across his upper back as her body continues to quiver against, and around his. ]

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[ 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.