[ No, this definitely defies any expectation Nami might have had for what she and Mitsuru could get into together, but at the same time that pervasive, commanding heat within tells her it's completely right and as it should be. Every inch of that length filling her leaves her trembling on the dense carpet of grass beneath their bodies, her release seeming to stretch out endlessly, making the roll of her hips judder erratically as hot need spikes over her senses like jolts of electricity. ]

So, so perfect–

[ Panting hard, it's obvious that Nami's babbling because she's too fuckstruck to do anything else but revel in her own pleasure and meet Mitsuru's kiss with all the longing still simmering low in her core. The pull of her heat still too strong to be appeased by just one climax, she almost shivers from gratitude at Mitsuru's next order, the words leaving her nodding in a heady daze, but lingering long enough to brig her hands up and cradle her friend's face, dragging her into a kiss that's much too tender and sweetly affectionate to be just a product of their newfound bond as alpha and omega. ]

Whatever you want. I want you to take everything and leave me fucked full of you. It's all yours.

[ She complies after one more lingering kiss, and a parting rake of her teeth against the soft skin of Mitsuru's neck. Still shivering while the last pangs of her orgasm ebb into nothingness, Nami stretches beneath her friend, moving to detangle her limbs before she does exactly as Mitsuru asks. ]

Does my cunt look good like this?

[ As she asks, Nami slides a hand between her thighs, her fingers forking over the folds of her cunt, gently guiding them apart so Mitsuru can see a drop of her own pearly spend as it drips onto the inside of Nami's inner thigh. ]