[ It doesn't escape her how odd it is for her to have been racing down the beach panicked and somewhat terrified about where she had arrived to on a boat kissing a beautiful, witty woman that she barely knows. She knows she should have other priorities like trying to find a way home or understanding why and how she's here. All of this could very well be some sort of bizarre dream, something that her daydream prone brain would weave together to comfort her.
But the shape of Nami's mouth is a shape she wants to memorize and commit to memory should she wake somewhere else tomorrow.
Nami's own parted lips has her sighing, her tongue tangling with hers. There's a teasing quality with barely restrained intensity as she shifts, wrapping her other arm around Nami running the risk of it interfering with Nami's ability to steer them across the water. But she trusts her. She had seen that gleam, that rise to challenge she had issued. With her chilled glass still in hand she allows it to lightly trace along the curves of Nami's body smiling into the kiss. ]
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But the shape of Nami's mouth is a shape she wants to memorize and commit to memory should she wake somewhere else tomorrow.
Nami's own parted lips has her sighing, her tongue tangling with hers. There's a teasing quality with barely restrained intensity as she shifts, wrapping her other arm around Nami running the risk of it interfering with Nami's ability to steer them across the water. But she trusts her. She had seen that gleam, that rise to challenge she had issued. With her chilled glass still in hand she allows it to lightly trace along the curves of Nami's body smiling into the kiss. ]