A/N: Apologies! This is the lemon chapter, but I have to follow ffnet guidelines and not post explicit stuff. If you would like to read the uncut version on this chapter, please visit the version on AO3. Just search by my name. ^^

Slowly! Slowly, slowly, slowly! The command was repeating in Sanji's head but it was difficult to obey when literally holding his heart's desire in his hands. There were no pranks. No tricks. Nami-san was finally giving him a chance to physically love her. He made a promise to himself to give her everything he had.

Her bite on his lip spiked his blood. The cook responded with a devilish grin and gently moved on top of her, coming to rest between her thighs. So soft… Her skin, her lips, her touch, her body, it was all so soft…. And she was all his, at least for tonight. Leaning down, he slowly kissed her. His tongue dipped into her mouth to find hers. She let out a muffled moan. Then he moved to her neck, trailing kisses up to her ear. He spoke in a low, playful voice. "I'll show you how much trouble I can be, Nami-san."

The navigator gasped as he nipped at her earlobe. What had she just unleashed? This side of Sanji-kun was so incredibly arousing. It took some coaxing, but she had always suspected it was there. This is what she wanted. She wanted to see if he could make her lose control for once. Now that his mouth and hands were actually on her body, she had difficulty even remembering her own name… until he would say it again.

"Where are you most sensitive, Nami-san?" he continued in a hushed voice. He kissed her softly behind her ear. The navigator sighed. "There's one," he said with a smile. He pushed himself up and glided his left hand down her right arm. Taking her hand, he brought it to his mouth for a kiss before moving to her wrist. "How about here?" he murmured against her skin. There was a small whimper in response. He frowned. "Hmmm… I don't know if we can count that one."

Gently letting go of her hand, he cupped her face, brushing his thumb across her cheek. His fingertips then traced down her neck, across her collarbone to her bra strap. "I bet I can find another one," he said mischievously. Taking the string of fabric between his thumb and forefinger, he slowly ran down the strap. His knuckles grazed her skin along the way to the edge of the cup. There he paused and glanced up to see Nami's expression. The navigator was breathing heavy with anticipation. Brown eyes watched his every move.

"Your bra is still wet, Nami-san," he said quietly. He rubbed the smooth, damp material at the top of the cup between his fingers. Smirking, he added, "You should take it off."

"Aren't you going to help me?" she quipped seductively.

"!" Sanji's brain stopped functioning for a moment. Even when he was lucky enough to be in bed (with the very likely prospect of having sex) with her, she still managed to do this to him. Quickly suppressing a nosebleed, he came back to her mouth with a passionate kiss. His fingers tangled in her ginger hair. She may never know how crazy she made him, but he was determined to at least give her some inkling tonight. He finally pulled away from her lips. "You really are too sexy, Nami-swan."

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Arms weakened, he lowered himself onto his elbows on top of her. Kissing her shoulder and neck, he panted, "Nami-san, that was incredible."

"Incredible" was an understatement. It felt so good that there were tears in her eyes. The navigator was trying to catch her breath. Her arms wrapped around his neck so that she could hold him near. Placing a kiss under his ear, she whispered, "I love you, Sanji-kun."

What?! Sanji felt a shiver run through him. He pushed himself up enough to see her face. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair was tussled, and she was still breathing heavy. She had never been more beautiful in his eyes. He leaned down, softly kissing her lips, and replied in a hushed voice, "I love you, too, Nami-san."

To be continued...

A/N: Next chapter is the last one for this fic ^^/