[ Looking up at him as her hand works over his cock at an almost casual pace, like she's got all the time in the world to tease him - and, seeing as how he's tied to her bed, she does. Nami's fairly certain that even though he could, Luffy would only break out if something terrible happened out of nowhere.

And since it's not, she can enjoy the moment, grinning at him smugly as he breathes her name, catching the way his hips rock back against her thumb before she presses it a little more deliberately against him, curious about what he'll do. ]

Do you think if I kept teasing you like this while I sat on your face, you could make me come without coming yourself? Seeing as how you're not allowed to come, and you want to do what I tell you to, I think. [ There's an unmistakable note of greed in the way she smiles up at him, her head ducking down to quickly bite at his hip, the pad of her thumb circling his rim. ]