[ Having them both here where she knows they're safe would have been more than enough for Nami, but the warmth that's sprung up between them has felt too easy to lean into, to bother trying to resist or reason away. This place has gotten her closer to both of them individually than she ever planned, and the selfish part of her delights in watching Sanji and Luffy kiss, enjoying the way her greedy gamble continues to pay off, leaving her able to be close to them together too.
Both her thighs press against either side of Sanji's as his hand lands at the small of her back, and he moves her further onto him, the heat of her body behind the fabric of her panties pressed flush to him, relishing in how strong he feels between her legs. The combined sensation of Luffy's hand on her thigh and the cook's against her back is enough to make her thoughts run together, lending an almost drunken bent to the grin she conceals between kisses planted low on Sanji's collarbone. Relinquishing as little space as she can, Nami slips her hands free from where they've settled in Luffy's hair and Sanji's stomach, reaching down to pull her shirt off instead, the thought that this might be too far never crossing her mind. It's them. She hasn't been cared for like the two of them care for her in a long time - she couldn't be any safer testing the limits of something than she is with them.
Taking advantage of the way her new position wrapped around Sanji's thigh puts her closer to Luffy, she leans into him, wrapping one arm around Sanji's shoulders, her fingers running through his hair as her mouth finds the captain's neck, nipping at his skin gently before kissing her way to his shoulder, her hand settling on his hip and squeezing affectionately. ]
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Both her thighs press against either side of Sanji's as his hand lands at the small of her back, and he moves her further onto him, the heat of her body behind the fabric of her panties pressed flush to him, relishing in how strong he feels between her legs. The combined sensation of Luffy's hand on her thigh and the cook's against her back is enough to make her thoughts run together, lending an almost drunken bent to the grin she conceals between kisses planted low on Sanji's collarbone. Relinquishing as little space as she can, Nami slips her hands free from where they've settled in Luffy's hair and Sanji's stomach, reaching down to pull her shirt off instead, the thought that this might be too far never crossing her mind. It's them. She hasn't been cared for like the two of them care for her in a long time - she couldn't be any safer testing the limits of something than she is with them.
Taking advantage of the way her new position wrapped around Sanji's thigh puts her closer to Luffy, she leans into him, wrapping one arm around Sanji's shoulders, her fingers running through his hair as her mouth finds the captain's neck, nipping at his skin gently before kissing her way to his shoulder, her hand settling on his hip and squeezing affectionately. ]