You're on. But, for the record, I don't think I'm ever going to turn down any way you want to touch me.
[ Nami shuts her journal and leaves it on the chair in her suite's library, heading through the space towards her private stretch of rooms. Once the massive, stately tub in her bathroom is on its way to being filled, she sends Tifa a picture of herself perching on the edge of it, the comfortable dress Nami's been wearing to idle away the afternoon at home traded for a plush looking towel wrapped tight around her body, enjoying the way it deepens the full curve of her breasts for the photo. ]
Better hurry or I'll have to start soaping up without you.
might be quite a few ways i want to do that, so careful about how much free range you give me.
[ especially when she gets that photo and sees the way that towel tucks around nami, the perfect press of her breasts behind the cotton. it's enough motivation for tifa, to get her own body moving, already racing for the door of her suite to begin making her way over to nami's. ]
only if you don't start soaping up all my favorite places.
mostly my hands, yeah. and that's only because all that soap keeps me from using my mouth. probably don't want to lick that up. imagine me trying to be all sexy and catching suds in my mouth. i can probably really turn you up, just coughing that up, right?
[ she laughs to herself, imagining it, knowing that she would probably still be all wrapped up in arousal for nami despite any mishaps. ]
but yeah, i really like your thighs and i love when you're touching mine. but i'd probably have to hold back on rubbing between them too soon because i don't think we'd ever get clean.
[ Considering taking on a little soap for the team was exactly what Nami did that first shower they shared, she just laughs to herself, reading Tifa's message. ]
Instead of using my mouth, I'll take advantage of how slippery my fingers are going to get and use my hands everywhere I want to use my mouth.
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[ Nami shuts her journal and leaves it on the chair in her suite's library, heading through the space towards her private stretch of rooms. Once the massive, stately tub in her bathroom is on its way to being filled, she sends Tifa a picture of herself perching on the edge of it, the comfortable dress Nami's been wearing to idle away the afternoon at home traded for a plush looking towel wrapped tight around her body, enjoying the way it deepens the full curve of her breasts for the photo. ]
Better hurry or I'll have to start soaping up without you.
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[ especially when she gets that photo and sees the way that towel tucks around nami, the perfect press of her breasts behind the cotton. it's enough motivation for tifa, to get her own body moving, already racing for the door of her suite to begin making her way over to nami's. ]
only if you don't start soaping up all my favorite places.
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[ Nami never really needs a reason to feel sexy and desirable, but coming from Tifa, she enjoys the motivation very much. ]
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[ because truly, she's come to see that there isn't a part of nami she doesn't like. ]
but if i do have to pick, i think your thighs are definitely a start.
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Really? I think I'd start with your thighs, too.
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[ she laughs to herself, imagining it, knowing that she would probably still be all wrapped up in arousal for nami despite any mishaps. ]
but yeah, i really like your thighs and i love when you're touching mine. but i'd probably have to hold back on rubbing between them too soon because i don't think we'd ever get clean.
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Instead of using my mouth, I'll take advantage of how slippery my fingers are going to get and use my hands everywhere I want to use my mouth.
Can't wait for you to get here, Tifa.