Synposis: Nami likes dressing you up. Its one of her favourite activities to do when shopping. It turns out she likes dressing you up just a bit more than you were prepared for.
Content: Fem!reader x Nami. Bottom reader, Top character, cunnilings, oral sex, reader wears lingerie, hair pulling
The shopping trip had been going normal. Nami got you outfits of all kinds that she liked the look of you in. Cute dresses, skirts that were both cute and hot, stylish trousers she said made your ass and thighs look good, nice shirts of different kinds for different weathers etc etc etc.
Point is, it'd all been going fine. Then you'd stumbled across a lingerie shop. And her eyes sparkled.
"Mmhm, mhm, you taste so good," Nami moaned, licking your clit through the open gap in the lingerie that left you exposed there. Your hands gripped her curling hair, not pulling, simply gripping with the navigator kneeled before you, your legs propped up on her shoulders.
Shortly after the shopping she'd rented this room and had you change into the lingerie. When you'd stepped out, she'd pounced on you like a panther.
And here she was, eating you out like a woman starved. Her tongue flicked at your bud and she sucked it making you gasp and throw your head back. When you looked down, through half lidded eyes, Nami's drunk expression made you feel warmer than you already were as she started up at you with reverence.
"Keep doing that," She commanded making you furrow your brows with confusion.
"Doing what?"
"Keeping your arms like that," she mumbled, licking at your slit again. "Makes your tits look nice."
You looked down to see that, with you holding her hair, you'd inadvertently pressed your breasts together. The lace on your lingerie, picked by Nami to be the colour she thought suited your skin tone best, bunched up slightly with the cups brushing against each other.
"Pervert," you muttered but did as she asked anyway, keeping your breasts pushed together. She gave your clit a harsh suck at your words and you gasped into the air, giving her hair a tug.
Nami's moan vibrated through your body, her nails digging into your thighs as she dove her tongue back into you and continued to take her fill.
It wasn't much longer before you could feel your climax building. Your breathing began to get heavier as the feeling in your stomach stirred. You released your grip on Nami's hair to tap her head which she understood as the signal.
She released herself from your pussy to look up at you, her eyes were half lidded and with the way her hair was messed up with your hands she was the one who looked fucked out.
"Touch yourself for me, pretty."
You blinked down at her but she was already tasting you again. So you moved your hand from her hair and brought it down to your clit. It was already soaked from Nami's work so you could begin to circle it with little effort of preparation needed.
A moan left you at the dual stimulation of Nami's tongue and your fingers, and you rubbed at yourself in tight circles quickly bringing yourself to orgasm. Nami made a pleased sound as you moaned through it and devoured your cum.
Once she was done she looked up at you with a pleased smile. You knew you were definitely wearing this piece again.
Called cat-burgalar Nami cause shes getting all that pussy