[ There’s not a ton to do before she comes over— letting her sit on the counter while he makes lunch and they banter and talk is an important part of the appeal of inviting her over— so when Nami messages, he’s freshly showered and considering curling up with the latest pick for her and Mitsuru’s book club. It takes him a moment to reply back, but not for lack of enthusiasm. Like always, seeing a message waiting from her has his stomach clenching with excitement, a sudden swell of fondness filling his chest before he’s even read what she’s said. ]
nothing too important, yeah? it’s just— i got this big, lovely suite to spoil you with, but all our favorite toys are in your closet. thought we could go to the love dove while we’re out and pick out a few for my suite?
[ It… might just be the most transparent excuse he could think of to spend time with her, but it doesn’t stop it from being true. He’s mostly finished dressing when she sends her picture a few minutes later, but the sight of her literally takes his breath away. Nami’s always gorgeous, and after months here together, he’s seen her in all kinds of outfits, seen her completely bare, seen her in tantalizing lingerie, but somehow, he’s never prepared for just how good she looks. The effect is all the stronger for it being an outfit selected, the ring he picked out glinting on her finger. ]
…fuck, you really are the most beautiful woman in this whole damn place, nami. yeah, skip the bra. you look perfect without it on.
[ With it comes a photo of his own— a little teaser for what’s in store for her— of himself, dressed in a black suit that fits as if made for him alone, shirt the same vividly bright shade of red as her dress, tie the same dark black as his slacks, eye squeezed shut in a quick wink. ] see you soon. gonna make you something extra tasty to kick our date off right ♡
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nothing too important, yeah? it’s just— i got this big, lovely suite to spoil you with, but all our favorite toys are in your closet. thought we could go to the love dove while we’re out and pick out a few for my suite?
[ It… might just be the most transparent excuse he could think of to spend time with her, but it doesn’t stop it from being true. He’s mostly finished dressing when she sends her picture a few minutes later, but the sight of her literally takes his breath away. Nami’s always gorgeous, and after months here together, he’s seen her in all kinds of outfits, seen her completely bare, seen her in tantalizing lingerie, but somehow, he’s never prepared for just how good she looks. The effect is all the stronger for it being an outfit selected, the ring he picked out glinting on her finger. ]
…fuck, you really are the most beautiful woman in this whole damn place, nami. yeah, skip the bra. you look perfect without it on.
[ With it comes a photo of his own— a little teaser for what’s in store for her— of himself, dressed in a black suit that fits as if made for him alone, shirt the same vividly bright shade of red as her dress, tie the same dark black as his slacks, eye squeezed shut in a quick wink. ] see you soon. gonna make you something extra tasty to kick our date off right ♡