[ Lover. It's such a strong word, powerful in its softness, passionate and momentous, and more than Nami could have thought possible for herself. For the person who decided that the best way to love the people she cared about was to make them hate her, lover isn't a word that ever fit anywhere before, until Sanji. Sanji and his soft blue eyes, and his seemingly fathomless devotion to her that Nami still isn't sure she can understand the reasoning behind, but even without fully understanding what it is he saw in her that made him keep looking. It's not that she doesn't think she's terrific, but with Sanji it feels like so much more.
Even the desire – the aching want he stirs up as he presses flush to her back and lets his hands and his mouth rove over her skin – it's about how badly he wants to fuck her, but it's not just about that, and they both know it. ]
Considering all the things I've heard about what's waiting out on the Grand Line, you better be my knight. [ And she'd be his, after a fashion. Nami will never throw herself into danger if she absolutely doesn't have to or feel it necessary – not when she's got three powerful crewmates to stand behind while holding Usopp and yelling in objection, but she's learning she can keep him safe in other ways. She'll fight for him in the physical sense if it comes to that, and it stands to reason with the perils waiting for them ahead Nami is likely to get that chance, but more than that, she's realizing she would do anything to keep his heart safe as well.
His arms are strong and familiar, their skin warmed through from the water and each other while the firm press of his cock keeps her cunt aching in awareness, her body far too familiar with the feeling of being filled by him so completely to do anything but want more of that and of him. Sanji's cock grinds against her ass and Nami hums low in approval, shoulders rolling back as she cozies up against him snugly, her backside wiggling comfortably in time with the rest of her as she settles.
Nami goes still as Sanji's fingers find her cheek, playfulness replaced by a desire that lights up her eyes when she turns her head, meeting his gaze and instantly forgetting herself as her lips curve into an endlessly, hopelessly, adoring smile that gets pressed against his lips when Sanji leans in to kiss her. ] Be anything you want to me. [ The words come in a low sweet mumble against his mouth, her back arching slightly against his hand as it palms over her breast, making her nipple pebble to hardness and the throbbing ache roiling deep in her cunt flare with need. Nami turns herself a little further, enough to run her hand along the strong slope where his neck meets his shoulder, her tongue licking into his mouth, kissing him hard before she pulls away, adding– ] Be everything.
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Even the desire – the aching want he stirs up as he presses flush to her back and lets his hands and his mouth rove over her skin – it's about how badly he wants to fuck her, but it's not just about that, and they both know it. ]
Considering all the things I've heard about what's waiting out on the Grand Line, you better be my knight. [ And she'd be his, after a fashion. Nami will never throw herself into danger if she absolutely doesn't have to or feel it necessary – not when she's got three powerful crewmates to stand behind while holding Usopp and yelling in objection, but she's learning she can keep him safe in other ways. She'll fight for him in the physical sense if it comes to that, and it stands to reason with the perils waiting for them ahead Nami is likely to get that chance, but more than that, she's realizing she would do anything to keep his heart safe as well.
His arms are strong and familiar, their skin warmed through from the water and each other while the firm press of his cock keeps her cunt aching in awareness, her body far too familiar with the feeling of being filled by him so completely to do anything but want more of that and of him. Sanji's cock grinds against her ass and Nami hums low in approval, shoulders rolling back as she cozies up against him snugly, her backside wiggling comfortably in time with the rest of her as she settles.
Nami goes still as Sanji's fingers find her cheek, playfulness replaced by a desire that lights up her eyes when she turns her head, meeting his gaze and instantly forgetting herself as her lips curve into an endlessly, hopelessly, adoring smile that gets pressed against his lips when Sanji leans in to kiss her. ] Be anything you want to me. [ The words come in a low sweet mumble against his mouth, her back arching slightly against his hand as it palms over her breast, making her nipple pebble to hardness and the throbbing ache roiling deep in her cunt flare with need. Nami turns herself a little further, enough to run her hand along the strong slope where his neck meets his shoulder, her tongue licking into his mouth, kissing him hard before she pulls away, adding– ] Be everything.