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[ Every movement reminds her of just how full of his cock she is like this. The quivering slick of her entrance stretched around the full swell of his knot, sending intense pulses of pleasure and exhilaration through her, overriding any discomfort with the need to take everything he has to give her at any time. The relentless grind of his cock as he fucks her in this new way leaves her gasping sharply as the full swell of him spreading her cunt open drags and rubs against those places that make her tremble, the intense friction drawing out the apex of her climax. ]

Yes, yes, Sanji— Give it all to me. You’re mine; every drop of your cum belongs fucked into my cunt. [ She whimpers as he presses her down on the grass to continue spending himself inside her, the heat of his release filling her with pride and satisfaction, as the hand on her clit strays lower to caress the tight flesh of his balls. The wave of possessiveness that hits her isn’t shocking, but it is gratifying in a base, animal way she couldn’t have imagined feeling before stepping into the dome that first time. He’s radiant with the scent of her body, just as she’s been marked as his, and it still doesn’t feel like enough, like she won’t be content with the claim she’s staked on him until she’s been fucked and filled completely.

Shivering as his lips brush over the reddened skin where he’s left his mark on her neck, Nami’s breath still comes hard and heavy even as Sanji’s hips slow, frissons of ecstasy bursting through her, urged on by every movement he makes. ] So fucking perfect. [ She affirms in a breathy rush, at once wishing she was turned to face him so she could enjoy every facet of his expression as he lays claim to her, and shamelessly pleased to drive him so wild he had to take her like this, with the two of them coupling like wild beasts, bent over on the soft grass.

Practically purring in pleasure, she feels the touch of his hand on her cheek and needs no further guidance to turn and look over her shoulder at him with heavy-lidded but utterly wonderstruck eyes before he kisses her and makes it impossible for Nami not to lose herself completely to the taste and warmth of his mouth as it claims hers. ]

So fucking swollen and hard still. [ She murmurs in a babbling haze as her body arches against his, seeking the comfort that his skin pressing against her own always provides, no matter the circumstance or state she’s in. The pads of her fingers move languidly, exploring and caressing his balls on their way to ghost over the folds of her cunt spread wide around the knotted root of his cock. Already Nami can feel the need to rock her hips and grind against him while he’s so hard and driven so deeply inside her, the hunger that’s made her so eager to be caught and claimed right here in the open grass far from satiated.

Locked together like this, the pull of her heat is strong, as the thought of how hard and swollen he’ll stay now that his knot fills her makes the walls of her cunt shudder as they’re wrapped tightly around him. The way he praised her for fucking herself onto his knot is still bright and fresh in her memory, and the pleasure she feels just from being his perfect mate compels the slow, experimental way she begins to roll her hips against his, gasping as she moves against the wildly thickened-up length filling her. ]

Can I come on it again, love? Are you going to stay this fucking hard and perfect while my cunt squeezes even more out of your cock? [ Her fingers connect with her clit, and though she grinds against him slowly, there’s nothing leisurely about the quick, hard pace she strums against that stiff bundle of nerves. ] Fuck, you’re so fucking thick and hard— [Her whisper sounds almost awestruck as she continues to touch herself while her hips undulate against the girth rubbing and pressing against her walls. ] Tell me you want me to make my cunt come hard on your knotted cock, Sanji, it feels so fucking—[ Moaning, Nami cuts herself off as she feels her need rising and the mounting clutch of tension already spooling tight in her core. ]

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[ Sheer delight paints over his face as she follows the gentle urging of his touch, lips curving in a lazy grin at the sight of her with eyes lidded and lust dark with that endless haze of desire that exists even beyond the doors of the Omegadome. It's not quite the usual feeling of warm, satisfied bliss that rumbles inside him in the wake of his orgasm— that raw, animal need called rut still burns far too brightly for that, urgent and greedy and desperate for more of her— but contentment and joy still swell in his chest as he groans softly against the sweet heat of her mouth, tongue licking eagerly into her mouth. ]

Mhmm. [ His agreement is a low, needy groan and the shifting of his hips as they press forward, grinding the fat length of his cock deeper with a slow, deliberate thrust. The sensation of her fingers skimming and teasing his swollen balls has him gasping softly against her lips, mouth stealing a few more messy kisses, but he purrs almost smugly a heartbeat later as he slips a hand under her, too, threading their fingers together as she explores the folds of her dripping cunt. ] Fuck, Nami— feel how fucking full of me you are. My knot's filled you up so good, your pretty cunt's swollen around it. [ Dotting more kisses along the curve of her jaw, Sanji's hips pull backwards, rubbing the fullness of his knot against her entrance, trying to heighten the sensation, relishing in the sureness that she's his, his mate and his love and just his.


Being tied together like this, rutting like beasts on the ground, somehow only heightens that surety, that feeling that they're exactly like they're meant to be. That burning, desperate ache for her hasn't lessened, hasn't abated even by a fraction, every scrap of his being thrumming with it just as insistently as his cock aches, throbbing deep in the slickly tight heat of her cunt, greedy and eager to give more of his cum. That he's still deep in his rut— that his instincts still scream at him to fuck and breed her, to keep going as many times as it takes to make her belly swell with his cum— is obvious, a low keen of pleasure slipping from his lips when she rocks forward as he buries his face in the curve of her neck, groaning her name softly as thick droplets of precum dribble from his slit. ]

Come all over my knot and my cock as much as you want, lovely. I'm gonna stay so good and hard for you, promise. Fuck— your cunt's too damn good for me not to, you know? And the way you smell— [ Mouthing and sucking another mark into her skin, he breathes her scent in— that thick, spicy, heady heat scent that clouds his head, that makes him groan a soft obscenity as a fresh wave of boiling lust surges through him— and his hips drive forwards greedily, encouraging her to grind faster. ] —you smell so fucking good, it makes my cock ache with how hard you're making me. Fuck, mate, I wanna make your gorgeous cunt come over and over and over again, wanna make you soak my knot and my cock so damn bad— [ She's perfect. She's so perfect and Sanji knows it, hips matching hers as he rocks them eagerly, matching her motion, her rhythm, mouth lavishing her neck with more greedy, suckling kisses.

Now that they've started again, there's no escaping how badly he wants her, how much he craves everything she is. Desire for her burns in him like a wildfire, so intense that there's no hope of controlling it, low, almost animal groans of delight rumbling in his chest as the friction of grinding the substantial thickness of his cock against the constant clench of soaked cunt sends pleasure lancing along his nerves and spine, leaving him nearly drunk on it and on her. ] My perfect fucking mate, I wanna fill your pretty cunt up so damn bad, you know? I wanna fuck it so full of my cum, lovely, your heat ends because I've bred you so good. Wanna make you come hard around my cock, yeah, make you soak it all over, make your cunt get so tight, I won't be able to last even a second longer. [ Mouth hovering over her ear, it's a low, husky murmur that babbles filth as the urge for closeness— for a lack of anything between them, even clothing— guides both hands under her, under her shirt, filling their palms with the inviting fullness of her breasts, roughly kneading and pinching the tightness of her nipples. ]

Gonna come for me, love? [ It's a low, breathless question against her ear as his hips rock faster, grinding almost desperate as the pleasure builds and builds, knot practically throbbing as the thickened head rubs deep inside her, mouth kissing and licking at the marks he's left on her skin. ] Come all over my thick fucking knot, like the perfect mate you are, and make me give you my cum?