[He's used to diving in and going for what he wants, but he's trying his best to be patient, to not squirm or tug at those restraints too much, or stretch to get a little more range of motion. Mostly because he likes the way Nami is enjoying herself, and it keeps distracting him--
Then she says that and it's no fair. The spike of want that goes through him, the tongue on his cock. He can't stop the way his body twitches forward, or the groan that leaves him.]
... Will you sit on my face?
[Heat flares up in his cheeks at that. He's probably asked filthier things in the heat of the moment, but it feels different when Nami is expecting him to keep some kind of control over himself.]
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Then she says that and it's no fair. The spike of want that goes through him, the tongue on his cock. He can't stop the way his body twitches forward, or the groan that leaves him.]
... Will you sit on my face?
[Heat flares up in his cheeks at that. He's probably asked filthier things in the heat of the moment, but it feels different when Nami is expecting him to keep some kind of control over himself.]