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cartographie) wrote2023-12-31 05:30 pm
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his breath hitches when luffy now presses against him fully naked and he suddenly isn't sure which of his friends he wants to get his mouth on more. if he puts his lips around luffy's cock, he can learn the exact noises his captain makes when he's feeling good, something that sanji's devoted himself to doing from the moment he stepped onto the going merry, to give everything that luffy needs and deserves. but he already knows the taste of nami's cunt, beautiful and perfect and wet and heavenly, and he'll never get enough of fucking her with his tongue, hearing her cry out the most delicious sounds as he makes her come again and again.
it's a predicament that has no losses.
and he's especially winning when luffy begins to rub his palm against his cock, the cotton of those pajama pants thin enough to rub a satisfying friction that makes him moan, breath heavier as he watches his friend share in a kiss, erection twitching with a lustful reaction.
he's still breathing hard when nami turns that kiss on him, responding just as hungrily as he had when kissing luffy, tongue slick as it slides hot against hers, barely stifling noises from the way it combines being palmed below.
at her instruction to undress, he can only manage a nod, redirecting his hands to snag at his shirt, lifting it up over his head and tossing it to the floor, exposing the etched lines of his abdomen underneath. when he goes for his pants, he reluctantly has to disrupt luffy's fingers, but as he gives a slight lift of his hips, he's able to get a different kind of relief as his cock springs free from behind the fabric, already stiff with a leaky damp tip. ]
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Sanji removes his shirt and Luffy is once against distracted, unable to tear his eyes away as he takes in the sight greedily. He'll never tire of seeing that broad chest and abs, and the realisation he can touch and taste any part of the chef he wants to is a potent, heady knowledge that only makes him ache all the more harder.
There's a pause as the blond finally removes his pants and Luffy only gives the tiniest moment of respite before he's curling fingers around Sanji's stiffened cock, slowly and firmly mirroring the motions that he's getting from Nami at his own. It's a miracle he can even think, let alone multitask, with how the redhead teases him with just one hand and Luffy smothers the groan that Nami's fingers pull from him against Sanji's chest. Not one to waste an opportunity, Luffy can't help but mouth his way along the firm lines of a pec, flicking the blond a greedy look before swiping his tongue across a nipple. )
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You two look amazing. [ The words come out without thinking, but rather than be flustered, she continues to let herself lean into the moment. Nami drags her fingers through Luffy's hair, running her nails down his back before her hand takes a detour to pull Sanji's pants the rest of the way down his thighs so he can kick them the rest of the way off.
Slicking up the pad of her thumb on the pre beading at the tip of Luffy's cock, she lets it drag against the underside of his head, relishing in the hard heat of him in her hand, stilling briefly as she readjusts herself on the bed, wanting to get closer to them both.
There's an almost drunken bent to the grin on her face when she draws herself up against Sanji's side again, pressing her hips against his naked thigh, the searing heat between her legs making her squirm as she tips her chin up to kiss him again. ]
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but sanji doesn't even get to finish tugging away at his pants before the freedom of his cock allows for luffy's fingers to wrap directly around it, the instant touch drawing out a small hitching breath, brows knit with a brief involuntary closing of his eyes as he basks in the relief of being stroked. ]
Oh, fuck, Luffy β [ caught up in his own vocal slip of words, he only barely manages to catch nami's smirk aimed in his direction when he opens his eyes again, breath shuddering again when luffy ducks down to mouth of his nipple, hardening to a stiffer point at the tease of his flicking tongue. with all of the distraction, he isn't as graceful as he'd like to be when nami aids in finishing the removal of his pants, trying his best to wriggle his way out of them without disrupting luffy's mouth and hand from their attention.
one hand pets the back of luffy's head, combing through dark curls, encouraging the curiosity of his kisses on his chest, as he reaches for nami with the other as she settles in close to him again, sliding over her back as he leans up to meet her kiss, almost impatient and needy with the way he chases it. ]
Nami. [ it's raspier against her mouth, breathy and wet with the slide of his tongue, but it pairs with his intentions as his hand slides lower behind her body, dipping under the elastic band of her underwear, palming over her ass until fingers can reach lower beneath the fabric to touch her cunt from behind, circling his fingertips to feel and smear the slick evidence of her arousal over her skin. ]
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Nami's skills don't stop at navigation though as Luffy huffs hotly against Sanji's chest again. The hand at his cock is breath-taking and that coupled with fingers running through his hair has him pausing, eyes fluttering closed as another low moan escapes him. The urge to kick things up a notch is there, a low building pressure eclipsed only by the knowledge that slow and steady means getting to watch Sanji and Nami enjoying each other all the more.
The taste of Sanji's skin at his lips is divine as Luffy tries to commit it to memory, delighting in how the blond's nipple reacts against his tongue enough to repeat the motion. His cock aches with how Sanji utters his name, with the feel of how the blond shudders under him, and Luffy can't help but grin against heated skin as he feels the other trying to wriggle out of his clothes. They ought to shift and let him but it feels like too much effort and eventually Nami saves them all the hassle, Luffy focusing more on running his hand along Sanji's cock, testing the weight and feel of it under his palm. He's no expert but he can't wait to wrap his lips around it soon.
Nami's movement for another kiss catches Luffy's attention and suddenly he's feeling a distinct lack of redhead in his life. It's all too easy for him to lean forwards, trailing his lips wetly along the swell of a breast as he continues to leisurely stroke Sanji. )
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The hand stroking Luffy's cock stills briefly, tightening somewhat as she shudders against Sanji's hand, the gasp she tries to stifle against his mouth sharpening at the familiar warmth of Luffy's mouth as he leans in to kiss his way along the curve of her breast. Her nerves crackle with feeling, mind racing as her hand works over the captain's cock, palm kneading gently against that hard heat. ]
How do we...whatβ [ Logistics. She's trying to figure them out while being too keyed up to think about anything but the freshly formed and wildly vivid thought of getting one of them inside her while they sucked the other's cock. Another shudder later, Nami's free hand runs up Sanji's abdomen, tugging at the nipple not being teased by Luffy. ] I want you both so much. [ She breathes, at peace with how selfish she is for more of them, a hundred new fantasies springing to mind as soon as she gets the words out. Luffy sucking Sanji's cock while the cook fucks her with his fingers, Sanji panting through an orgasm bent over Luffy's frame, and on and on. She might never sleep again. ]
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now he gets to express precisely how lucky he feels to have them both with him, here and now, how easy it is for him to feel the urge to touch nami, moans drifting past his lips just from getting a sampling of how overwhelmingly soaked she is, his fingers coated sticky as he rubs them over her folds. and while his cock has been reacting to just about everything that's been happening in his room, its current state is definitely credited to the slow jerks of luffy's hand working him even harder, beading so easily against his captain's fingers that he'd no doubt remain fully erect even if no one were to hold his cock up.
when nami speaks up, he manages a smile against her lips, holding back a laugh full of endearment at something that is so deeply nami, always eager to set a plan somehow, something that's done its part in holding the group together plenty of times before.
here, though, sanji simply works on whim, on being guided by desire and emotion, which seems to have gotten them this far up to this point. but, oh β i want you both so much β those words make his heart skip a bit and his cock twitch within luffy's palm, and he wants nothing more than to give her everything, to her and to luffy. ]
Then you can have us. [ he speaks surprisingly sweetly to her lips, giving her another kiss, before he guides two fingers to rub inside of her, sliding with ease against the wet mess she's made between her thighs. ] Nami, darling β [ he whispers, breathlessly. ] Would you take off your panties and spread your beautiful legs for me? β Luffy? [ with his other hand, he gently pets at his captain's dark hair affectionately. for a moment he thinks about how desperately he wants to feel luffy getting a mouthful of his cock, how he wants to learn just how deep he might be able to fuck his throat β but in his mind, nami comes first. quite literally, in this case. his cock, as hard and aching as it is, can wait. ] Why don't you go down there and get a good taste of our lovely navigator's perfectly soaked pussy? She deserves to be fucked with a tongue just as much as these fingers.
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He wants them too, his own heated emotions mirroring the words Nami puts out into the open and his lips curl against her breast as he grins in agreement. Words are difficult when he's already multitasking and he's going to leave such things to the other two, instead putting his focus on Sanji's cock, enjoying the feeling of it twitching under his hand.
Sanji, thankfully, can speak for them both and Luffy tilts his head back to stare at the blond, pupils blown with desire as he hears the ask. The words are filthy, suggestive and Luffy realizes he could listen to Sanji speaking them and always feel turned on by it. Now there's nothing more he can think of doing than tasting Nami again and he finally relents his touch on Sanji's cock as he gives a nod, slowly starting to trail his lips down the flat of the redhead's stomach. As much as he's aching to do something, anything, the message is clear; it's Nami's turn to be wrecked and he lightly scrapes teeth over the flat of her abdomen. )
Yeah Nami, you should take those off....
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Hips pressing back against Sanji's fingers, she looks over at the cook when Luffy does, equally captivated by the picture he paints as the captain seemingly is. It does mean she has to pull her hand away from Luffy, and Nami does so reluctantly, stroking him a second longer than before pulling her hands away to push her panties off her hips and cast them onto the depths of her increasingly messy floor. ]
My hands were busyβ [ She manages to shoot back at Luffy, somehow dry as ever despite the breathless flutter in her voice, how enamored she is with the moment - with them, sneaking through.
Settling on her back as the brush of teeth on her stomach makes her shiver, Nami reaches out for Sanji with one hand, taking hold of his hip and pulling him closer, as the other runs up Luffy's spine before disappearing into his hair, pulling at it while she parts her thighs, the ache Sanji's fingers and the memory of Luffy's tongue have left her with flaring insistently. ]
They could be busy now, too. [ Her eyes are fixed on Sanji when she says it, not wanting to detour him from any grand designs he might have for their captain (who could blame him), but aware enough of how much he needs to lean into being selfish - of thinking of himself at all - to tease. ]
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momentarily distracted in watching nami take off that last remaining piece of fabric that finally leaves them all naked from head to toe, along with luffy following the suggestion to work his way downward to prepare himself for using his mouth, it takes him a moment to catch the meaning of nami's words, turning to look at her to read the telling look at her eyes, a silent signal that raises the heat in his skin, cock twitching with the eagerness to follow through.
but even nami's lessons for him in selfishness can't always quite overcome his own stubbornness to serve, and with a smile, he leans down to her, catching her mouth in a sweet kiss. ] Soon, darling. [ he whispers softly against her lips before he leans back, kneeling himself at her side, like he's overlooking her stretched body and luffy down below.
what he does instead is take one of her parted legs, lifting it up high to rest at his chest, similar to the position she'd placed him when they first fell in bed together, when she'd fucked him into the mattress, only this time, they have shared company.
reaching his hand downward, he slides his fingers back into her slick cunt, slow and teasing to watch the soaked layers of arousal start to cling onto his skin. ] Look at that delicious mess, Luffy. Help me clean that up, yeah?
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He catches the look from Nami, managing to look up and flash a grin of his own in return, words not needed as he settles back in to brushing his lips over pale skin. Nami's hand in his hair is diving enough to have his toes curling, a kink that seems to have taken hold more recently as Luffy set foot into the world of exploring certain wants and needs. And right now he's more than okay with Sanji taking the lead; a captain is required to lead but also recognise when to delegate when the time called for it, and the three of them in bed, wrapped up in each other's desires is more than the right time.)
Got it. (Luffy relents his hold at Sanji's cock as he shifts into a more comfortable position, not needing to be asked twice when it comes to what to do next. It's all too easy to pull from experience how fun it will be to use his lips and tongue on Nami and the pirate captain doesn't hesitate as he dips his head down, tongue laving attention at her folds as he revels in the taste of the redhead's arousal, matching Sanji's slow, teasing pace of fingers with his tongue.)
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The pair of them make it impossible to do anything other than feel it all, her composure unraveling swiftly as her mind tries to contend with the paired sensations of Sanji's fingers as they fuck her cunt, and the pressure of Luffy's tongue against her clit. Feeling this is too much, but even as she's overcome Nami can't tear her eyes away from the two of them, no matter how wide they grow when she lifts her hips towards them, the slight shift enough to make her moan loudly. Heat and blissful astonishment flare through her, leaving her muscles tense, thighs already twitching as the slicked up walls of her cunt go tight around Sanji's fingers. ]
Holy shitβ
[ Nami's lips part, the hand in Luffy's hair pulling hard as she shudders against the bed, her orgasm hitting like a cannonball. Her body arches to the point where she nearly sits up, her free hand grasping Sanji's side, staring from him to Luffy before she has to turn her head in an extremely futile attempt to mask the ragged cry that escapes her.
Her hips jerk as she presses her lips together, stifling another whimper as the relentless brush of Luffy's tongue against her clit keeps her squirming against Sanji's fingers. ]
If you both kill me before I get a turn, I'll kick your asses. [ Given how tight and breathless her voice sounds, it's obvious there's absolutely no venom or merit to this threat. ]