[ After previously experimenting and playing around with their dynamic, Nami isn’t exactly unsure of herself and what to expect, but that doesn’t stop her from staying almost wholly breathless in anticipation after Sanji disappears to get himself ready for what they planned for that day. When she stashed away those cat ears and the tail that came with it—attached to a plug that made the sight and the prospect of wearing it illicit and arousing—Nami had mostly been focused on stowing the House’s unsolicited gifts out of sight and putting them out of mind, but after Sanji stumbled across them, she almost wished they’d been found earlier.
He’s easy to thrill, and she’s sure Sanji would be happy with whatever the intimate side of their lives became so long as he knew she was happy and comfortable, but Nami’s too greedy not to enjoy it when she sees his eyes light up like they had earlier after Sanji’s discovery. They already know each other so well, as people as well as romantic partners; the prospect of having a new way to discover each other and learn more about what turns them on is a thrill all by itself.
When she gets his first message, Nami’s in the middle of slipping on a lingerie set that not only is she certain Sanji will love, but one she loves; something she can imagine the kind of dominant woman who’s got a submissive puppy to enjoy wearing. That thought sends a pang of heat straight between her thighs. Flushed, she takes a picture of the whole look before electing to slip the panties off and go without—as a surprise for him and a means to tease them both. ]
Me too♥ Do I look ready to be served?
[ Once she’s nude from the waist down save for the black stockings and the matching garters that keep them clipped to the strong, soft columns of her thighs, Nami grins at herself in the mirror, already enjoying the thought of having her cunt fully on display for him from the get-go. She knows Sanji loves seeing how wet she is, almost as much as Nami likes to give him a very good view of her arousal.
He’ll have more than enough to look at, too, after the second picture he sends of himself, his ass now filled with his plug and his stomach streaked with his own spend makes her gasp, one hand slipping between her thighs to give her clit a light, fleeting caress. ]
Good? Look at all the cum you’ve wasted without me. Come out here and get on your knees, I need to remind you who every drop of that cum belongs to.
[ She’ll be waiting just a few paces from the door, too. Collar and leash in one hand, ready to slip both on him, wet glistening on the outer folds of her cunt. ]
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He’s easy to thrill, and she’s sure Sanji would be happy with whatever the intimate side of their lives became so long as he knew she was happy and comfortable, but Nami’s too greedy not to enjoy it when she sees his eyes light up like they had earlier after Sanji’s discovery. They already know each other so well, as people as well as romantic partners; the prospect of having a new way to discover each other and learn more about what turns them on is a thrill all by itself.
When she gets his first message, Nami’s in the middle of slipping on a lingerie set that not only is she certain Sanji will love, but one she loves; something she can imagine the kind of dominant woman who’s got a submissive puppy to enjoy wearing. That thought sends a pang of heat straight between her thighs. Flushed, she takes a picture of the whole look before electing to slip the panties off and go without—as a surprise for him and a means to tease them both. ]
Me too♥ Do I look ready to be served?
[ Once she’s nude from the waist down save for the black stockings and the matching garters that keep them clipped to the strong, soft columns of her thighs, Nami grins at herself in the mirror, already enjoying the thought of having her cunt fully on display for him from the get-go. She knows Sanji loves seeing how wet she is, almost as much as Nami likes to give him a very good view of her arousal.
He’ll have more than enough to look at, too, after the second picture he sends of himself, his ass now filled with his plug and his stomach streaked with his own spend makes her gasp, one hand slipping between her thighs to give her clit a light, fleeting caress. ]
Good? Look at all the cum you’ve wasted without me. Come out here and get on your knees, I need to remind you who every drop of that cum belongs to.
[ She’ll be waiting just a few paces from the door, too. Collar and leash in one hand, ready to slip both on him, wet glistening on the outer folds of her cunt. ]