( Luffy can't help but kiss Nami back hungrily, loving the taste and soft, slick feel of her lips against his. All too soon the kiss breaks and Luffy finds himself treated to an amazing sight, watching how Sanji teases at Nami's breast, feeling himself mesmerised at how her body reacts to Sanji's touch. The hand at his cock snaps him out of it as he gasps, the sound encouraging and hot all at once, a guarantee that not a part of the captain will be quiet at any point. He isn't quiet during the day, why start now?
Sanji removes his shirt and Luffy is once against distracted, unable to tear his eyes away as he takes in the sight greedily. He'll never tire of seeing that broad chest and abs, and the realisation he can touch and taste any part of the chef he wants to is a potent, heady knowledge that only makes him ache all the more harder.
There's a pause as the blond finally removes his pants and Luffy only gives the tiniest moment of respite before he's curling fingers around Sanji's stiffened cock, slowly and firmly mirroring the motions that he's getting from Nami at his own. It's a miracle he can even think, let alone multitask, with how the redhead teases him with just one hand and Luffy smothers the groan that Nami's fingers pull from him against Sanji's chest. Not one to waste an opportunity, Luffy can't help but mouth his way along the firm lines of a pec, flicking the blond a greedy look before swiping his tongue across a nipple. )
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Sanji removes his shirt and Luffy is once against distracted, unable to tear his eyes away as he takes in the sight greedily. He'll never tire of seeing that broad chest and abs, and the realisation he can touch and taste any part of the chef he wants to is a potent, heady knowledge that only makes him ache all the more harder.
There's a pause as the blond finally removes his pants and Luffy only gives the tiniest moment of respite before he's curling fingers around Sanji's stiffened cock, slowly and firmly mirroring the motions that he's getting from Nami at his own. It's a miracle he can even think, let alone multitask, with how the redhead teases him with just one hand and Luffy smothers the groan that Nami's fingers pull from him against Sanji's chest. Not one to waste an opportunity, Luffy can't help but mouth his way along the firm lines of a pec, flicking the blond a greedy look before swiping his tongue across a nipple. )