( it’s strange, how on one hand she can be blunt and honest with herself, and on the other feel a giddy type of shyness in the face of zoro’s feelings. she’s not sure why. the absence of panic inside her is almost more notable than the panic otherwise would be — has she grown a lot, in the past few months? maybe it’s just zoro, the fact that he doesn’t speak unless it’s important, saying i’m yours.
there is some sense of victory, presumably. she’s never had to guess about sanji’s feelings towards her. zoro is another story altogether. )
any way?
( she hasn’t been the one bringing more puritanical practices to their budding relationship — though, she supposes she hasn’t kissed him either. alright. she’s just going to kiss them both on the mouth when she comes home today, and pretend like it’s normal. )
it was a little weird. hard to understand at first. i kind of felt … i don’t know, an impression before i realized it was sanji. it was kind of maybe overwhelming, in a way? i could feel what he wanted, what i wanted. i felt like i knew everything about him, and that i was giving him permission for whatever he wanted. and it was physical, too. i could feel his knees getting sore, and his ears under his fingers and ( why is this easier to talk about with sanji. why does she feel so embarrassed all of a sudden. ) your dick in my mouth. like, the heaviness of it, the shape. kind of the taste too, but more like an afterthought. but really, i was just talking to him, asking how he felt and if he liked it. telling him what to do, what he could do if he wanted. and then when i started touching myself, he could feel it. it was weird, like i was touching both of us with one hand. i don’t know. that’s probably more detail than you wanted.
( it's a quick scribble of confirmation before nami's words start filling up the page, a little slow at first, a few hesitations. but then —
there's a lot. and zoro's mouth maybe goes dry as he reads it over once, twice, maybe three times over, just to try comprehending. he swallows hard, thinking about all of it — thinking about nami feeling her knees getting sore, thinking about nami on her knees. thinking about his dick in nami's mouth. thinking about nami telling the cook what to do. thinking about nami telling him what to do. )
you were touching yourself
( there's probably supposed to be a question mark there, but words are ... increasingly difficult. )
( and, like that, nami grows a backbone and is no longer grateful for the dividers that exist between them — she wishes she could see his face while he says that, wants to know if zoro blushes or gets flustered, or if he's as intense and honest as he is whenever he tells luffy he's his second in command. )
( he hopes — even if zoro doesn't dare commit that thought to paper. even after all this honesty, he still doesn't want to show nami any uncertainty. )
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Date: 2023-12-27 06:46 pm (UTC)there is some sense of victory, presumably. she’s never had to guess about sanji’s feelings towards her. zoro is another story altogether. )
any way?
( she hasn’t been the one bringing more puritanical practices to their budding relationship — though, she supposes she hasn’t kissed him either. alright. she’s just going to kiss them both on the mouth when she comes home today, and pretend like it’s normal. )
it was a little weird. hard to understand at first. i kind of felt … i don’t know, an impression before i realized it was sanji. it was kind of
maybe overwhelming, in a way? i could feel what he wanted, what i wanted. i felt like i knew everything about him, and that i was giving him permission for whatever he wanted.
and it was physical, too. i could feel his knees getting sore, and his ears under his fingers and ( why is this easier to talk about with sanji. why does she feel so embarrassed all of a sudden. ) your dick in my mouth. like, the heaviness of it, the shape. kind of the taste too, but more like an afterthought. but really, i was just talking to him, asking how he felt and if he liked it. telling him what to do, what he could do if he wanted. and then
when i started touching myself, he could feel it. it was weird, like i was touching both of us with one hand. i don’t know. that’s probably more detail than you wanted.
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Date: 2024-01-02 03:36 am (UTC)any way
( it's a quick scribble of confirmation before nami's words start filling up the page, a little slow at first, a few hesitations. but then —
there's a lot. and zoro's mouth maybe goes dry as he reads it over once, twice, maybe three times over, just to try comprehending. he swallows hard, thinking about all of it — thinking about nami feeling her knees getting sore, thinking about nami on her knees. thinking about his dick in nami's mouth. thinking about nami telling the cook what to do. thinking about nami telling him what to do. )
you were touching yourself
( there's probably supposed to be a question mark there, but words are ... increasingly difficult. )
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Date: 2024-01-02 04:23 am (UTC)yeah. kinda hard not to.
i felt everything. the effects of the mistletoe. you.
sanji getting hard.
i couldn't hear you, though. that was the worst part.
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Date: 2024-01-04 02:45 am (UTC)i want you to hear me
wanna give you a reason for me to hear you too
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Date: 2024-01-04 03:42 am (UTC)one day?
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Date: 2024-01-06 04:52 pm (UTC)soon.
( he hopes — even if zoro doesn't dare commit that thought to paper. even after all this honesty, he still doesn't want to show nami any uncertainty. )