[ They've fucked with toys before, Nami wearing her strap-on, or the two of them sharing a dual ended fake cock between them, but this somehow puts all that mind-bogglingly potent pleasure they've shared before to shame. The hard heat of her alpha keeping the velvet clutch of her cunt spread with every thrust, and the sights and sounds of Mitsuru enjoying everything Nami has to give her, conjures the kind of satisfaction it wouldn't be difficult to imagine longing for, for a long time after.

Breathless and flushed, her hands rove over her friend's skin, robbed of their usual deft lightness, all of Nami's cunning seemingly swapped out for the hunger and need every cell in her body feels filled to bursting with. One hand grasps at Mitsuru's hips, her nails digging into the other woman's skin, leaving raised reddening lines on her skin that only scratch the surface of satisfying the primal need to mark, and to claim. ]

So tight, so fucking wet for you, Mitsuru. It's all for you.

[ Any other time it could just be horny babble, but right now Nami means it with every fiber of her being, voracious as she throws herself into the business of proving it with each upward roll of her hips, eager to feel as much of Mitsuru filling her as she can, and too filled with need to stop fucking herself on that thickening length. The lurid, slick sound of her cunt being filled, and the thunderous waves of pleasure that accompany that deliciously salacious noise, underpinning each moan and gasp they utter.

The intense way her release builds isn't new, but it isn't something she usually experience while her first orgasm builds, and Nami can do nothing but seize on that sensation as she feels herself coming undone. ]

I'm coming, you feel so fucking good, you're going to make me–

[ A ragged cry finishes that sentence, as a gush of wet arcs up, leaving thick droplets of slick clinging low on Mitsuru's stomach and as she shudders and soaks her alpha's cock. ]