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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.