[ Tying somebody up for fun is definitely new, but having Luffy like this, caught between her thighs and looking captivated and excited, makes it easy for her to keep rolling with this new twist in their typical dynamic.
Gentle, but still firm, Nami guides one wrist to the corner of her bed where one of the ropes that keeps it hanging from the ceiling is, planting one more kiss on his lips before leaning over Luffy to wrap his wrist with one end of the scarf a few times and knotting off the end. ]
Just for tonight. [ Nami begins, letting her hips rock against his as she guides the other end of the scarf across to do the same to his still free wrist. ] I like being your navigator too much. [ Besides, it's not like she's not bossy enough on a regular day without the title.
With his hands comfortably secured, Nami grins down at Luffy, eyes drifting toward her desk as she considers where to go from here, her body idly rocking against his, a slow, but persistently teasing motion. ]
It's so hard to decide what to do with you first, I don't usually take prisoners. [ Nami winks, shifting against him one more time before she slips off the bed, strolling back to her desk to pour herself a glass of wine and get a few cubed bits of meat - because as ridiculous as this is, she is a woman of her word these days, and she is very stupid for the man she's currently left to wait tied to her bed. ]
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Gentle, but still firm, Nami guides one wrist to the corner of her bed where one of the ropes that keeps it hanging from the ceiling is, planting one more kiss on his lips before leaning over Luffy to wrap his wrist with one end of the scarf a few times and knotting off the end. ]
Just for tonight. [ Nami begins, letting her hips rock against his as she guides the other end of the scarf across to do the same to his still free wrist. ] I like being your navigator too much. [ Besides, it's not like she's not bossy enough on a regular day without the title.
With his hands comfortably secured, Nami grins down at Luffy, eyes drifting toward her desk as she considers where to go from here, her body idly rocking against his, a slow, but persistently teasing motion. ]
It's so hard to decide what to do with you first, I don't usually take prisoners. [ Nami winks, shifting against him one more time before she slips off the bed, strolling back to her desk to pour herself a glass of wine and get a few cubed bits of meat - because as ridiculous as this is, she is a woman of her word these days, and she is very stupid for the man she's currently left to wait tied to her bed. ]