Thought you pressed the button because you didn't want to play cards.
[ Look, she knows the battle is lost, but Nami is not going to stop arguing until he makes her. It's a matter of principle, and the way she lets his hands guide her hips does not undermine that in the slightest. Neither does the easy way her back presses to his chest, head turning to the side to brush her lips against his temple as she feels the smile he hides against her neck.
The lingering ache between her thighs left behind in the aftermath of being teased rises with a renewed sharpness that seems to grow in intensity the further his hand travels beneath her skirt. Nami reaches back and lets her hand settle along the back of his neck, her fingers sinking into his hair as he pushes her panties to the side, exposing her folds before the tips of his fingers connect with her clit, making her breath catch and the blunt tips of her nails drag over his scalp. Moving without thinking, her free hand moves to rest against his forearm as her hips roll, happily caught between the hard press of his cock on her ass, and the jolts of bliss his fingers sends rippling through her senses.
Her eyelashes flutter as she tucks her chin down, so her lips brush against his forehead when she speaks in a soft, markedly heated purr. ] You better lift your head so I can kiss you. [ Idiot. ]
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Thought you pressed the button because you didn't want to play cards.
[ Look, she knows the battle is lost, but Nami is not going to stop arguing until he makes her. It's a matter of principle, and the way she lets his hands guide her hips does not undermine that in the slightest. Neither does the easy way her back presses to his chest, head turning to the side to brush her lips against his temple as she feels the smile he hides against her neck.
The lingering ache between her thighs left behind in the aftermath of being teased rises with a renewed sharpness that seems to grow in intensity the further his hand travels beneath her skirt. Nami reaches back and lets her hand settle along the back of his neck, her fingers sinking into his hair as he pushes her panties to the side, exposing her folds before the tips of his fingers connect with her clit, making her breath catch and the blunt tips of her nails drag over his scalp. Moving without thinking, her free hand moves to rest against his forearm as her hips roll, happily caught between the hard press of his cock on her ass, and the jolts of bliss his fingers sends rippling through her senses.
Her eyelashes flutter as she tucks her chin down, so her lips brush against his forehead when she speaks in a soft, markedly heated purr. ] You better lift your head so I can kiss you. [ Idiot. ]