[ It might be that her years spent running cons has made it almost impossible to get Nami into a position where she's the one who is the sucker, but for a girl like Hilda, even though they haven't known one another long, she can already tell it wouldn't be hard for her to get Nami wrapped around her finger in one way or another.
But especially this way.
Just as it seems like her senses hang wholly on the sound she manages to draw out of Hilda, the light press of fingertips between her legs, seeking out the heat lingering there after being all too easily stoked by every kiss and touch, makes her gasp sharply as her heart gives a resounding thud against her ribs. ]
Promise I'll tell you all about how good you taste. [ She murmurs back before her chin lifts enough to let her lips press against Hilda's. Nami's hands lightly knead the curve of the other woman's ass before moving back up to push her bathing suit bottoms off.
And then, every intention she has to get on her knees and see how many more beautiful noises she can pull out of Hilda is thwarted with the brittle scraping sound of the boat's hull as it drags against a rocky outcropping off to the edges of the beach, where they've drifted without her realizing. ]
Fuck. [ Nami's dismayed rather than pleasured as she pulls away, with a deep frown on her face, heading towards the rail to survey the damage. ]
I think the test is still on. [ She says over her shoulder with a frown, cocking her head towards the marks marring the side of the boat. ] I gotta get this boat stashed somewhere before those bird guys find out and tie me to something.
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But especially this way.
Just as it seems like her senses hang wholly on the sound she manages to draw out of Hilda, the light press of fingertips between her legs, seeking out the heat lingering there after being all too easily stoked by every kiss and touch, makes her gasp sharply as her heart gives a resounding thud against her ribs. ]
Promise I'll tell you all about how good you taste. [ She murmurs back before her chin lifts enough to let her lips press against Hilda's. Nami's hands lightly knead the curve of the other woman's ass before moving back up to push her bathing suit bottoms off.
And then, every intention she has to get on her knees and see how many more beautiful noises she can pull out of Hilda is thwarted with the brittle scraping sound of the boat's hull as it drags against a rocky outcropping off to the edges of the beach, where they've drifted without her realizing. ]
Fuck. [ Nami's dismayed rather than pleasured as she pulls away, with a deep frown on her face, heading towards the rail to survey the damage. ]
I think the test is still on. [ She says over her shoulder with a frown, cocking her head towards the marks marring the side of the boat. ] I gotta get this boat stashed somewhere before those bird guys find out and tie me to something.