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Happy Birthday, Nami. Care to join me at Crane's Respite for a bath? Don't worry, I've ensured that the two of us will have whichever bath we want to ourselves. Or we can just explore the pools.

[ She might have just swooned a little bit, getting this message. ]

Spending time with you sounds like the perfect way to spend today. When do you want to meet up?

I was hoping you'd say that. Can you meet me there in an hour?

I'll be waiting. Thanks for asking me out today.

[ Don't perceive her. ]

Meet me in the Main Hall there.

***

[ True to her word, Mitsuru is as punctual as ever and at the bath house within the hour. De-clothed, wrapped in a towel and perhaps feeling just a little jittery with nervous excitement, she still enters the main looking as regal as one can possibly can be while nearly nude. The little flush on her cheeks betrays her inner feelings somewhat as she scans the vast space for a sight of the beautiful woman she's here to meet.

That baths are as empty of anyone else as she promised they would be and she's holding a small, rectangular box in one elegant hand. ]

[ While she isn't the best at showing her her feelings, there's a relaxed bent to her smile as she waits for Mitsuru that day. This is the first time in a long time that anything special has happened for her birthday, and the fact that Mitsuru noticed, and cared enough to bring it up, warms her heart.

With the baths as empty and quiet as they are in anticipation of the arrival of the pair of queens, Nami wastes no time getting comfortable, her towel left on the edge of one of the natural-seeming stone pools as she sinks into the steamy water. Her eyes fall closed, only opening again at the sound of familiar footfalls echoing through the baths, the already comfortable little grin on her face spreading wider as her friend approaches. ]

All this peace and quiet is a pretty good present. I could get used to this birthday thing.

Happy birthday, Nami.

[ She smiles at Nami's remark and Mitsuru is actually a little grateful that the water is blocking the view in front of her as she approaches. It wouldn't be terribly well behaved to immediately start ogling the other woman the moment she sets foot in the baths after all. She's deliberately keeping her hands behind her back for one very obvious reason. ]

Would you like your actual gift now or later? When we both have clothes on again...

[ Because Mitsuru definitely has a preference, even if she's not going to say it aloud. Not yet anyway.

She moves her hands back round in front of her, a small box clutched in one while she uses the other to start unfastening her own towel. She lets the towel fall to the floor next to Nami's at the edge of the pool as she awaits the other woman's response. ]

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Now, of course. I don't think we're going to be dressed for a while.

[ And because she's greedy. Especially so when Mitsuru's concerned. More than that, just thinking about how her friend – one of the first people she met at this resort – thought enough about her birthday makes her so happy her heart aches. It's good to have her life back, even if that freedom has manifested itself, very ironically, by way of their current imprisonment in the casino.

The grin on her face grows wider at the soft sound of rustling fabric as Mitsuru's towel pools at her feet. Before she has the chance to think twice, Nami finds herself moving through the water towards her, the present slipping from her mind, replaced by the overwhelming need to kiss her once she gets close enough for Nami to do so. ]

[ They can't get carried away already, surely? But as Mitsuru takes a seat on the edge of the pool, legs dangling into the water as Nami approaches and kisses her, she's already parting them to let the other woman take her very natural place between them. She could so easily lie back on the edge of the pool and surrender to that familiar flustered warmth building inside of her, beg Nami to take her from her position in the water like the siren she might as well be to Mitsuru at this point... Fantasising about the auburn haired beauty's mouth and tongue...

Not yet.

And if anything, Nami should be the one receiving all of the pleasure today.

She forces herself to break the kiss that she's already hungering to make just a little too heated. Instead turning her attention back to the small box still in her hand. She holds it out, feeling a little nervous - her friend might not like it after all. Jewellery is such a personal thing. ]

Here. Open it, Nami.

[ Inside is a ruby and platinum necklace. ]

[ Settling very comfortably between Mitsuru's thighs, Nami's hands run along them as Mitsuru leans in to return that kiss, leaving her senses stirring, crackling with newfound heat and awareness. After everything they've shared over the last few months, it isn't hard for Mitsuru to make Nami's heart beat faster with just that first kiss hello.

Mitsuru pulls away, leaving Nami flushed and sighing dreamily as she lifts her gaze towards her friend's face, unable to quell the softness in her smile and not bothering to try either.

The box is a surprise, enough to make Nami straighten where she stands in the water, glancing between it and Mitsuru before she reaches to open it.

Stunned by the sight of the necklace, color rises to her face as her smile grows wider. Nami's a fan of the finer things, and unafraid to use the chips she earns spoiling herself, but it's different when it's somebody else doing it, especially like this, especially a person she likes as much as she does Mitsuru. ]

You've really outdone yourself.

[ There's no mistaking how touched she is, even though Nami keeps her voice soft. She keeps one hand on the box as the other reaches for the darker-haired woman to pull her into another kiss. ]

Put it on me?

[ That kiss is returned with no small amount of enthusiasm until Nami voices the question of Mitsuru putting the gift on her. ]

Of course. Turn around for me?

[ Even with all of Mitsuru's vast wealth back home she still recognises such a gift for what it is, quite an extravagant one amongst other things. The smile on her lips is warm and genuine as she does as Nami asks, taking the box to remove the shimmering necklace and undo the delicate fastening. Ready to place the exquisite item of jewellery around the other woman's neck. ]

I believe ruby is your birthstone, so I thought it appropriate.

[ That deep red is also not far away from Mitsuru's own colouring although she doesn't feel the need to voice that Nami wearing a little reminder of her in several ways is a very pleasant thing. ]

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[ With her lips still tingling from that last kiss, she turns around as she's asked. The bashfully elated smile that Nami's been working hard to cover up slipping through now that she's facing away from Mitsuru, her eyes downcast, watching the pendant as it settles below her collarbone. ]

It's perfect, Mitsuru.

[ Just like the giver, actually. The necklace settles as Mitsuru fastens the clasp, and Nami reaches up, running her fingertips over the smooth surface of the precious gem as she shifts again, color clinging to the apples of her cheeks when she finally looks back at the other woman once more. ]

I'll think of you forever.

[ The stone being the same color as Mitsuru's hair is just one more wonderful detail, and it hasn't escaped her attention, although whether that's the reason Nami admits something so soft, or if it's just a general matter of fact is a mystery.

Maybe a bit of both.

The cat burglar's hands run up Mitsuru's thighs, gently palming the soft flesh as she tips her head up, meeting her friend's eye as she leans out of the water and kisses her shoulder. ]

We might not get around to the rest of the day. I think we can celebrate my birthday right here.

[ Nami's fingers travel high on Mitsuru's thigh before delving inward, two of her fingertips grazing lightly over the fabric at the front of her swimsuit. Desire is never far away when she's alone with Mitsuru, and it never has been, but the mental image of her head between her friend's thighs, making her cum while the necklace brushes over her skin in time with the way Nami works her tongue over Mitsuru's cunt is more alluring than Nami anticipated, a very well-spoiled pet enjoying thanking her mistress properly even. ]

I'm so glad you like it.

[ I'll think of you forever.

Those words will be reverberating around the younger woman's head for good while and that flush on her face has nothing whatsoever to do with the heat and humidity in here although she could certainly try and play it off as such. Badly.

Despite the heat, she shivers with appreciation and anticipation when Nami's hands begin to explore her, moving from her thighs and finally, between her legs... It wouldn't take much to make her wet, not with Nami and the other woman must more than know that by now... She bites her lower lip for a moment as she gazes back at her. ]

It's your birthday. We can spend it however you wish...

[ Although if Mitsuru were to be asked for her say in it then she would most definitely request that Nami absolutely not stop the way she's started touching her through the front of her swimsuit... ]

It's been a long time since I got to enjoy a birthday.

[ Her voice might be low and calmly conversational when she starts, but Nami's hands are anything but casual. Were she thinking tactically, she would have kept touching Mitsuru in the hops that the weight of her words goes missed, but in actuality, that doesn't matter as much as how good the act itself is. ]

So I think I want to spend it celebrating.

[ Applying a pointed degree of teasing pressure, Nami's finger runs along the edge of Mitsuru's swimsuit, the back of her hand maddeningly light as it brushes against the soft skin of the other woman's inner thigh. Not bothering to try to mask the warmth underscoring that mischievously hungry look in her eye, Nami leans forward enough to run a line of kisses low on Mitsuru's abdomen as her fingers stray beneath the fabric. The tips of her fingers delve past the outer folds of Mitsuru's cunt and brush her clit, moving back and forth slowly while Nami kisses her way along the top of her friend's thigh. ]

Getting you to come on my tongue sounds like a celebration to me.

[ The hand not between Mitsuru's thighs moves to her hip to start tugging down the bottom of her suit, while her fingers maintain that slow tease, wanting to work her friend up just a little before getting her to perch on the edge of the pool so she can taste her. ]

[ The effect Nami has upon her is immediate, embarrassingly fast as usual and the pirate's fingers will find her slick with want. She shows zero hesitation in moving so she's perched right on the very edge of the pool, greedily taking the other woman's touches as she strokes her clit and makes her moan. She watches the way Nami trails those kisses down the length of her abdomen, she can hardly look away-

Honestly, it hardly seems fair that she's the one getting this kind of attention on Nami' birthday and yet, if this is really what her friend wants, ]

Whatever you wish for, whatever you demand... I'll give it to you.

[ Give herself to Nami, however she wants her. She sounds a little breathless already. ]

[ Despite the years Nami has spent needing to keep the expression on her face in check for one reason or another, she cannot tamp down the cheeky grin on her face while her mouth travels lower on Mitsuru's body. Nami might like being lavished with attention, and she does enjoy being spoiled (especially by Mitsuru), but the idea of having someone this special, a person that means this much to her, proves to be a powerful motivator. The weight of the pendant as it sways and bumps against her skin serves as a sweet reminder of that, ensuring she looks downright delighted when she eases Mitsuru's bottoms off while stealing a glance up at her face. ]

I've got an idea of what I want, for a start.

[ The idea of just how hard Mitsuru comes sometimes, and the memory of doing exactly that together, paired with the sight of her newly exposed folds sends a powerfully strong pang of desire straight to Nami's cunt, a sensation strong enough to draw a moan out of her, encouraging her closer to settle between Mitsuru's thighs and sinks lower into the water.

Her gaze stays fixed on Mitsuru's face as she leans in to let her tongue flick against Mitsuru's pussy, a brief tease before she delves deeper, her fingers delicately parting the other woman's folds to allow her to press her tongue against Mitsuru's clit, pressing gently to tease at that sensitive bud before she licks over it, letting her tongue flit back and forth. ]

[ Even if they have the place to themselves and Mitsuru had ensured that, there are still staff in the retreat ready to attend to them both behind the scenes, they're still in a public place and this just feels naughty... To have her fellow queen teasing her cunt and driving her crazy with her tongue already.

One of her hands grips the side of the pool, knuckles already turning white, the other reaches down to tangle in Nami's hair, sexily damp from being in the bathing pool she notes. Like an exceptionally devious siren, or mermaid, having her wicked way with Mitsuru who is all too willing to let her. ]

Nami- God-

[ The other woman's name leaves her mouth as easily as ever, she's quivering and spreading her legs wider as her fellow redhead's tongue presses to her clit and then begins to flick deliciously back and forth. It makes her whimper, grow wetter and slicker for her lover with every moment that passes. There is tension growing in her core, ready to uncoil and unravel within so quickly, so rapidly already. Nothing less is to be expected when Nami fucks her. ]

You're going to make me come...

[ Hearing Mitsuru say her name like that will never fail to send a jolt of desire straight to her core, lighting up her awareness and filling her with want. The taste of her wets Nami's lips and sears through her senses, compelling her to press her thighs tightly together, giving herself the barest bit of teasing pressure to squirm needily against beneath the water.

Flattening her tongue against Mitsuru's clit, Nami presses against that sensitive bud for a moment before resuming the purposefully quick passes back and forth over it instead.

One arm wraps around one of the darker-haired woman's thigh, settling it on her shoulder as Nami sinks lower in the water to let her mouth travel down, licking over the slick clinging to her entrance before her tongue fucks into her instead, moaning low as the heat and warmth radiating from Mitsuru's body leaves her own cunt shuddering with need. The fingers of her free hand run up Mitsuru's thigh before parting her folds, so the tip of one can circle against her clit. ]

Hard to imagine anything more beautiful than that right now.

[ Nami's breath is hot against Mitsuru's folds when she speaks, blue eyes flicking upward, dark with desire, as the corners of her lips curve into a grin.

Honestly, it's hard to imagine anything more beautiful than making Mitsuru come most of the time.

A low moan of want purrs from somewhere low in her throat before her mouth finds Mitsuru's clit again, lips tightening around it to suck while the tip of her tongue continues its relentless swirl as she presses two fingers inside the other woman and lets them curl. ]

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