[Should this be turning him on as much as it is? Because it's definitely got his pulse going harder already, just watching Nami play with that scarf, sit on top of him so casually.
He's watching her so intently, chuckling a bit at that question.]
I think so. [And unlike with Boogie, he can't imagine being tied down will involve so much tedious clown antics and stretching...]
[ 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. ]
[His navigator, no one else's, and that's a thrill by itself. As much as watching her walk around in his shorts and his hat, as much as her tying his wrists. He's grinning like an idiot but he doesn't seem to care, watching every movement of hers like a hawk.]
I'm not sure prisoners are supposed to make suggestions... [He jokes back, watching her as she slips off of him, already missing that familiar weight against him.]
What were you thinking?
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[ By the time she's back at the side of the bed Nami's shed her bra, adjusting his hat so the rim's tilted far back enough for her to be able to watch his face while she smirks down at him. ] Who said I was asking for suggestions?
[ Nami takes a sip of her wine, offering him a cube of meat with her free hand. Her eyes follow the line of his body, pulling her thoughts away from the inherent silliness of snacks and bondage, and towards the potential of the situation. It's exciting to consider all the places they can go from here, and, after giving him the last of the snacks, Nami moves further down the side of the bed.
Leaning in close she shoots a glance up at his face before tipping the glass in her hand over enough to send the last splash of wine in it onto his skin, catching it with her tongue after it's had time to trail halfway down his chest and licking upward. ]
[His lips part to respond to that, but-- there's meat. And a really nice view, so that takes priority for a moment. He takes the bit of food, chewing -- maybe just a little bit distractedly. It takes a lot to distract him from meat, but...
Nami looks really good in his shorts, in his hat.
Then there's wine against his skin and he draws in a breath as it splashes on his skin, followed swiftly by her tongue. Oh. He licks his lips.]
Nami--
[He licks his lips absently, heat flaring inside of him..]
[ Grinning against his skin at the encouragement, Nami answers in a quiet hum, nipping at his stomach before she licks lower, presumably to catch the last drops of wine.
She keeps her eyes on his face as she moves further down his body, her hand tugging open his pants before sliding past the fabric, the tips of her fingers trailing over the base of his cock with purposeful, maddening, gentleness. Not quite giving him enough to even start to satisfy him. ]
You know you're not allowed to come until I give you permission tonight, right?
[He can't help the way he arches into her hands though. She said no coming, not no moving, right? And it's hard to not want to feel more of her against his skin in whatever capacity he can get.]
Hmm? [ There's no way to hide just how smug she is over getting to have him like this. Luffy isn't the sort who takes things slowly, exactly, and while Nami enjoys everything about being with him, it's satisfying - in a way - to draw this out.
The hand on his cock guides him out of his pants as she ducks her head and lets her tongue press flat against the underside of his cock, dragging a hot trail upwards. ]
[He's not the type to take things slow, and he can't resist pressing his heels into the bed to try to lift his hips up, a quiet request for more. He doesn't think that Nami will actually give in though. He bites at his lower lip and tips his head back for a moment.]
[ The tip of Nami's tongue flicks up over his head before she pauses, lips hovering maddeningly close to his cock as her eyes stay trained on his face, enjoying the way he responds immensely. ]
I think I'm going to see how long it takes for you to beg me to fuck you.
[ Her eyebrows wiggle up and down before she tips her chin down, sliding the head of his cock past her lips before tightening them around it, letting her mouth tense around his head while she lets her tongue tease at it again. ]
[His mouth feels dry, watching Nami. There's no attempt to hide the interest in his expression, lips parted slightly as he watches her. She looks so nice... and that look definitely means trouble.
A lot of trouble, actually.
He gives a grin.]
Nami--
[The grin falters for a moment when he lips come around him, breath hitching. He ends up tugging briefly at those restraints, but-- there's not even a little it of him that wants loose right now.]
You think you'll get me to beg, huh? [she. Might. With the way she looks right now. But he can be pretty stubborn...]
[ She could stop and pull back to confirm that she's very sure she can make him beg, but all things considered, Nami's content to stop herself from leaning into the urge to fire back a smart remark. Instead, she moves quickly, her lips staying tight as she takes more of him into her mouth, a low groan vibrating around his cock as she sucks him hard for a long, devilishly gratuitous moment before withdrawing.
Nami slides Luffy's cock past her lips again, meeting his eye with a grin as her hand wraps around his length instead, stroking him slowly. ]
[Whatever bravado he had is forgotten in favor of a gasp and moan that has him arching his back off the bed for a second, eyes rolling back as she groans around him. He can feel it go right through him, sending a shiver up his spine.
The loss of that heat is enough to draw a quiet noise from his throat, hips swaying into her finger instead.]
[ 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. ]
[He wouldn't break loose, no, not unless he needed to. But that doesn't mean he can stay entirely still when she's already doing a good job at teasing him. He bites at his lower lip when her thumb presses against him, the muscles in his hips tightening as he tries to resist bucking up.]
Nami-- [That's so-- unfair. Of course he wants to do what she's asking him to do. Oh, but it's really hard with teeth sinking into him and her fingers teasing--
But he nods quickly.]
I can.
[It's a challenge and when does Luffy ever back down from those?]
[ It's incredibly hot seeing Luffy like this, and the longer it goes on, the more Nami gets caught up in enjoying this. Getting to tease him and test his patience where he's normally the first to dive head first into doing whatever he wants, whenever he wants is fun. Seeing him like this makes her want to find out how hard she can make him come, it's another new thing to figure out between them, and she's loved every one of those so far. ]
Ask me to sit on your face. [ She murmurs, voice low, shifting like she means to get up before ducking her head and running her tongue down the length of his cock instead, her lips wrapping around his head once she licks her way back up. ]
[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.]
[ Sliding more of him past her lips she hums in acknowledgment of him asking, letting the sound vibrate around his cock, her fingertip circling his rim as she nods slowly. Leaving his cock slick with her saliva after she draws back, guiding him past her lips with a soft pop as she breaks the teasing tension she's kept around him with her mouth.
Grinning at him with slightly swollen lips, Nami climbs up the bed, pausing long enough to kiss him before she moves, turning around as she settles her thighs against his cheeks and leans forward to wrap her hand around his cock again. ]
Don't forget you're not allowed to come until I say so.
[He's a little breathless, absolutely focused on her every move as her mouth works over his cock and she climbs up him. He's trying hard to do what she tells him to do, but he's itching to touch her and pull her in.
At least he gets a kiss -- one he tries to press into for as long as he can.
And then, again, her thighs are straddling him like that and he's getting another really amazing sight.]
I remember... but if you're going to do that, it's going to be really hard to remember...
[Especially when all he wants to do is rock up into her hand and get his tongue on her.]
[ Lowering her hips until she can feel the heat of his mouth on her cunt, she pitches forward, using the hand wrapped around him to guide his head back to her mouth, her lips going tight around it as she slowly lets him fill her mouth, her throat hollowing some to take more of him, slicking up his length with her saliva.
Nami's breath is hot against Luffy's skin, her mouth tight around him while her tongue presses against the underside of his cock, massaging as she starts to tip her head back and slide him past her lips again. She's faster when she repeats the movement, her free hand moving between his thighs so the tip of one finger can circle his rim again. ]
[She's pressed in close to his mouth and he tries his hardest to not get distracted by her mouth on him as his lips part to lap at her folds eagerly, laving attention on her cunt, collecting her taste on his tongue with an eager moan. His muscles tense and twitch under the attention, eyes drifting shut--
Although he falters a bit when she moves her free hand back down there again, heat flushing up to his face. He doesn't protest though, just lets his tongue swirl over her clit before sliding it back to tease inside a little deeper.]
[ Moaning as his tongue brushes her clit, Nami keeps her mouth tight around his cock, letting the sound vibrate against his shaft while she bobs her head slowly, easing a finger past his rim.
Her hips rock against the feeling of his mouth when his tongue travels to her entrance, her mouth working faster on his cock in response. ]
[His brows furrow in concentration, even if that's getting harder to maintain. There's a low noise, tangling in his throat when he feels her finger sliding inside.
It's not-- bad, actually. It's an interesting feeling.
And he pushes his own tongue into her, trying to resist the urge to move.]
[ Moaning around his cock when she feels his tongue side into her cunt, Nami rocks her hips against the feeling, easing her finger in and out of his ass with the same slowly building rhythm.
Her thoughts already moving towards the moment he makes her come and she stops teasing him and buries his cock. Sucking him harder as she works him past her lips, Nami's tongue lathes over the underside of his cock. ]
[That's-- really, really distracting. He's not used to the motion, but he doesn't hate it either. The pressure of it has him squirming a bit, flushing as he tries to keep focused on what he's doing.
But she's moaning around him and--
He's trying so hard to not come, but it's a struggle. Her taste on his tongue, how wet she is... it sends want coiling around his insides just as much as anything as he hungrily laps at her, something like a whine leaving him as he reminds himself to hold on.]
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He's watching her so intently, chuckling a bit at that question.]
I think so. [And unlike with Boogie, he can't imagine being tied down will involve so much tedious clown antics and stretching...]
You're the captain right now. [In the bedroom...]
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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. ]
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[His navigator, no one else's, and that's a thrill by itself. As much as watching her walk around in his shorts and his hat, as much as her tying his wrists. He's grinning like an idiot but he doesn't seem to care, watching every movement of hers like a hawk.]
I'm not sure prisoners are supposed to make suggestions... [He jokes back, watching her as she slips off of him, already missing that familiar weight against him.]
What were you thinking?
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[ Nami takes a sip of her wine, offering him a cube of meat with her free hand. Her eyes follow the line of his body, pulling her thoughts away from the inherent silliness of snacks and bondage, and towards the potential of the situation. It's exciting to consider all the places they can go from here, and, after giving him the last of the snacks, Nami moves further down the side of the bed.
Leaning in close she shoots a glance up at his face before tipping the glass in her hand over enough to send the last splash of wine in it onto his skin, catching it with her tongue after it's had time to trail halfway down his chest and licking upward. ]
It totally fits with meat bondage 😏
Nami looks really good in his shorts, in his hat.
Then there's wine against his skin and he draws in a breath as it splashes on his skin, followed swiftly by her tongue. Oh. He licks his lips.]
Nami--
[He licks his lips absently, heat flaring inside of him..]
I don't think you need suggestions, you're right.
idiots in love ugh
She keeps her eyes on his face as she moves further down his body, her hand tugging open his pants before sliding past the fabric, the tips of her fingers trailing over the base of his cock with purposeful, maddening, gentleness. Not quite giving him enough to even start to satisfy him. ]
You know you're not allowed to come until I give you permission tonight, right?
totally, they're sickening😌
[He can't help the way he arches into her hands though. She said no coming, not no moving, right? And it's hard to not want to feel more of her against his skin in whatever capacity he can get.]
Nami...
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The hand on his cock guides him out of his pants as she ducks her head and lets her tongue press flat against the underside of his cock, dragging a hot trail upwards. ]
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That-- feels good.
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I think I'm going to see how long it takes for you to beg me to fuck you.
[ Her eyebrows wiggle up and down before she tips her chin down, sliding the head of his cock past her lips before tightening them around it, letting her mouth tense around his head while she lets her tongue tease at it again. ]
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A lot of trouble, actually.
He gives a grin.]
Nami--
[The grin falters for a moment when he lips come around him, breath hitching. He ends up tugging briefly at those restraints, but-- there's not even a little it of him that wants loose right now.]
You think you'll get me to beg, huh? [she. Might. With the way she looks right now. But he can be pretty stubborn...]
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Nami slides Luffy's cock past her lips again, meeting his eye with a grin as her hand wraps around his length instead, stroking him slowly. ]
I know I will.
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[Whatever bravado he had is forgotten in favor of a gasp and moan that has him arching his back off the bed for a second, eyes rolling back as she groans around him. He can feel it go right through him, sending a shiver up his spine.
The loss of that heat is enough to draw a quiet noise from his throat, hips swaying into her finger instead.]
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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. ]
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Nami-- [That's so-- unfair. Of course he wants to do what she's asking him to do. Oh, but it's really hard with teeth sinking into him and her fingers teasing--
But he nods quickly.]
I can.
[It's a challenge and when does Luffy ever back down from those?]
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Ask me to sit on your face. [ She murmurs, voice low, shifting like she means to get up before ducking her head and running her tongue down the length of his cock instead, her lips wrapping around his head once she licks her way back up. ]
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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.]
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Grinning at him with slightly swollen lips, Nami climbs up the bed, pausing long enough to kiss him before she moves, turning around as she settles her thighs against his cheeks and leans forward to wrap her hand around his cock again. ]
Don't forget you're not allowed to come until I say so.
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At least he gets a kiss -- one he tries to press into for as long as he can.
And then, again, her thighs are straddling him like that and he's getting another really amazing sight.]
I remember... but if you're going to do that, it's going to be really hard to remember...
[Especially when all he wants to do is rock up into her hand and get his tongue on her.]
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Nami's breath is hot against Luffy's skin, her mouth tight around him while her tongue presses against the underside of his cock, massaging as she starts to tip her head back and slide him past her lips again. She's faster when she repeats the movement, her free hand moving between his thighs so the tip of one finger can circle his rim again. ]
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Although he falters a bit when she moves her free hand back down there again, heat flushing up to his face. He doesn't protest though, just lets his tongue swirl over her clit before sliding it back to tease inside a little deeper.]
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Her hips rock against the feeling of his mouth when his tongue travels to her entrance, her mouth working faster on his cock in response. ]
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It's not-- bad, actually. It's an interesting feeling.
And he pushes his own tongue into her, trying to resist the urge to move.]
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Her thoughts already moving towards the moment he makes her come and she stops teasing him and buries his cock. Sucking him harder as she works him past her lips, Nami's tongue lathes over the underside of his cock. ]
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But she's moaning around him and--
He's trying so hard to not come, but it's a struggle. Her taste on his tongue, how wet she is... it sends want coiling around his insides just as much as anything as he hungrily laps at her, something like a whine leaving him as he reminds himself to hold on.]
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