[ For someone like Nami, who will almost always go the safer route, the situation is its own thrill, leaving struggling to stay quiet and keep the soft sounds the rock of his hips encourage stifled against his neck between the bites she leaves on his neck.
The sound of something racing by on the street makes Nami tense, lifting her head to meet his eye with a dazed laugh, adjusting his hat on her head so it doesn't get in the way when she leans in to kiss him. ]
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The sound of something racing by on the street makes Nami tense, lifting her head to meet his eye with a dazed laugh, adjusting his hat on her head so it doesn't get in the way when she leans in to kiss him. ]