[ Of course, she could reach over and wipe the chocolate off Luffy's face while calling him an idiot again, but that touch of restlessness stirred to life by having them cuddled up in bed with her, and fanned further into existence by the familiar flick of Sanji's tongue on her skin, make the easy route seem very boring.
Nami stays close to the cook's body, her hand resting low on his abdomen as she leans across his chest, bringing her mouth close enough to Luffy's to let her tongue slip out, brushing over the sweet spot of chocolate at the corner of his lips. Pulling back after stealing a brief kiss, she shoots a sideways glance at Sanji, cheeks flushing when she turns her head to press her lips against his as well. ]
We'll get you a kitchen, don't worry.
[ She teases fondly before propping her head up with her hand, smirking warmly at them both, feeling unexpectedly fortunate to have this much connection in her life after spending so many years with the world at a safe distance. ]
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Nami stays close to the cook's body, her hand resting low on his abdomen as she leans across his chest, bringing her mouth close enough to Luffy's to let her tongue slip out, brushing over the sweet spot of chocolate at the corner of his lips. Pulling back after stealing a brief kiss, she shoots a sideways glance at Sanji, cheeks flushing when she turns her head to press her lips against his as well. ]
We'll get you a kitchen, don't worry.
[ She teases fondly before propping her head up with her hand, smirking warmly at them both, feeling unexpectedly fortunate to have this much connection in her life after spending so many years with the world at a safe distance. ]