POST TIME SKIP!!!

"Don't fucking talk right now" Nami's voice spoke harshly. Sanji's tall frame being shoved into his room by her made him semi giddy. Landing playful quick kisses in the process. Her hands effortlessly shoved him on the the bed.

"Nam-"

"Shut up! " Nami breathed getting onto the bed with one knee to hoist her up, then straddling his body underneath her. Nami's short skirt riding up her thigh while doing so.

"Yes Nami"

She couldn't help but almost giggle at how embarrassing sometimes Sanji could be. The entire night she couldn't help but laugh at how many times Sanji just kept trying to get her attention.

'Look at this Nami I've made this just for you'

'I'm so jealous of the seat that gets to be blessed by your glorious body'

'I am at your disposal, Nami, that is of course if Robin doesn't need me first' which that one made her get so unbelievably mad.

Her mind getting more and more frustrated that he is so annoyingly vocal about how badly he wanted her.

Sanji's body was being scratched by Nami's nails making his body shiver. Her hands running across his neck, then up to his ears, then his glorious "fancy" hair. Every time she caught herself thinking about all his comments through out the night she would occasionally bite his skin in frustration.

Nami's hands pulled on Sanji's hair as he softly groaned on her mouth.

"I said quiet. You have been somehow distracting me the entire night."

Her hands traced his thighs and began unbuckling his belt and tossing it on the floor.

"ah" Sanji whispered under his breath. He could have said more but given the fact this goddess was on top of him he kept silent.His thoughts being physically put on hold. His hands and finger tracing her figure.

"Plus the whole crew saw the fucking hickey you left on me, We're not kids anymore Sanji!" Nami sighed pulling Sanji's hair and kissing him wetly.

Sanji's tongue tracing her lips repeatedly and sighing.

"Nami" his voice moaned softly.

Nami's hands tugged on his hair as she began grinding herself against his slowly growing member.

Sanji's breathing getting heavy. He was a smoker after all. Nami licking his neck and tracing with her teeth barely leaving a mark. Returning back to making out and grinding. Sanji's hips grinding underneath her trying to set his own pace. Nami's movements came to a halt and her hands moving to his throat as a warning. He could feel her against his boxers and whined from his lips.

"Don't do that yet." her grip on his throat tightening and she started sucking the skin beneath his ear

"yes..Nami" be choked out, her eyes rolled.

"Shut the hell up." Nami's hands held his face while she traced his lips with her thumb.

"I mean Goodness, Sanji. The noises you make, make it so frustrating."

His mouth opened allowing Nami's thumb to rest right here his cigarette would be. Sanji's tongue slowly tasting her thumb before running circles on the tip and sucking, using his teeth to gently press accordingly.

"ah. San…ji."

The grip on his throat loosened.

His other hand tracing down to her thigh. While his tongue continued to run laps on her thumb. Sanji felt her throb underneath him.Nami's hands moved out of his mouth and pulled up her skit to her stomach. He adjusted himself to press against her warmth. Earning a barely audible moan from her.

"You're so beautiful. Please Nam-"

Her hand slapped Sanji across the cheek. Hard.

He looked up for a moment to look at the ceiling.

"Ah.. Nam-"

She felt her wet panties lingering against him for a moment before slapping his face again; this time with the other hand. Pulling on his lip with her teeth.

Sanji's hands hoisting Nami up to his shoulders.

Her hands tangled to his hair and matching his breath. His hands resting on the sides of her stomach, holding her skirt for easier access.

His mouth kissing and caressing her inner thighs. Her glorious long and beautiful thighs. Sanji sucked a little too hard on her sensitive spots.Nami's fingers traced his ear and tugged not wanting to be played with.

"C'mon. Stop Playing with me. Don't tease me now." Nami's words sounded like she was gritting her teeth. Her hands removing her shirt from the heat of his room on the Thousand Sunny. Watching as her breasts bounced as she threw her discarded shirt Sanji smirked into her thighs. His hands gripping her hips before moving her soaking panties to one side of her leg. Comfortably crushed.

"You're so wet, My Swan." he groaned. Earning Sanji a Hair tug.

His pointer and middle finger tracing her lower lips. Eager to tease her clit from contact Sanji would purposely go slightly above and kiss her hood instead. Nami's thighs head locking Sanji in.

"Fuck you, C'mon." she practically whined. Her body vibrating for Sanji's horny touch. Sanji's two fingers holding her hood back to reveal her clit and rubbed small circles with his thumb. His hot tongue licking underneath his thumb and sucking gently on her. Nami's body shaking and vastly moaning in the process. Her hands holding his ears and grinding herself into his face. He could feel himself throbbing from the sounds she was making. Nami's moans were so her; Beautiful. Her long hair damp and Sanji would look at her breasts moving while she made herself more comfortable on top of his face. His other hand squeezing a handful of her breast and squeezing in rhythm of her motions. His mouth now occasionally sucking harder and pinching her nipple with his fingers.Making Nami moan again. Using a pillow to her face to quiet herself she had to remind herself that there were others on the Sunny. It also didn't help that Nami's motions were shaking Sanji's bed. She didn't want to think about the other crew right now- Her body feeling like lightening.

"Sanji.." she moaned into the pillow making Sanji's motions speed up. Before feeling her body press into his tongue more. Her body shaking and caressing his head with her free hand.

"Oh my god."

Sanji was jealous of the pillow that got to feel her warm moans suppressing her. His mouth begging to taste more of her. His fingers now moving to support her better and breathing hard into her.

"Sanji, Don't stop."

His tongue swirling and sucking. Her hands fell from holding the pillow as she came. Feeling her body react underneath him and breathing hard. Sanji wanted this so badly. Giving Nami a moment to regain herself. She turned over to her side and watched as his chest rose and fell. He is a smoker. Wiping the sweat from her forehead she inhaled.

"Are you alright?" her voice rugged but still quiet.

Sanji pulled out his pack of Cigarettes. Heading towards the window in his room and removing his pants fully.

"Just need a light real quick." placing the cigarette in his mouth and lighting it.

Nami removed her skirt and tossed it somewhere in his room. Sanji's member leaning against the band of his boxers. Which made Nami hot. Well Hotter.

Nami got off the bed and went over to him. Her legs adjusting from shaking so hard.

Letting Sanji take a long hit of his cigarette before kissing him. She watched as her nose exhaled small amounts of smoke.

Her hands now pressing against him while he stood tall over her smoking. He felt himself pressing into her but being blocked by his boxers.

Another hit from the Cigarette.

"mm..You're so Hot Nami."

Her eyes closed as she started unbuttoning his shirt, the removing his tie, then just leaving him in his boxers.

Standing on her tippy toes now to kiss his neck again while he smoked. Now leaving a trail of kisses to his chest. Then his ribs. His most sensitive area.

"I'm still pissed about the hickey." Nami's lips still pressed to his skin kissing it in between words. Nami guided Sanji against the wall beside the window. Sanji careful with his cigarette ash inhaled yet again.

"Hurry up with that thing!" she whined in his ear draping herself over his shoulder.

Sanji smirked while inhaling his cigarette.

Her lips and teeth nipping at his neck and not leaving a mark. She took pride in not leaving a visible spot. Her warm tongue tracing the lines on his adam's apple. Her lower body pressing against his waist band to tease him. Her hands tracing his frame. Sanji tossed his finished cigarette on the windowsill. Letting Nami take control of him. One of her legs now clinging to his side getting a better feel of how hard he was.Her warmth softly grinding on his member but only on the waistband. Sanji moaned. He didn't care if anyone heard him which was Nami's concern. Her hand immediately covering his mouth and using her standing leg to balance herself.

"Be quiet, Sanji."

Her hand playing with his waistband and twirling his happy trail with her fingers. His hand rubbed the back of her head and looked down at her covering his mouth.

He mumbled something. She clearly didn't hear what he was saying so she lowered her hand.

"Anything for you Nami-"

Her eyes rolled. Her leg started to shake from holding herself up on his body.

"Go back to bed or let me sit down my legs are already sore."

Sanji's bit his lip from watching her look up at him. He watched her back up to decide.

"Lead the way Nami Swan"

She sat on the bed and held herself up holding her knees to her chest. Stretching in a way. Sanji looked at her and smiled. That cigarette had replenished him. He had a beautiful woman on his bed that he'd made cum. He was feeling pretty good. Her warm thighs trembling around his head as he felt his mouth be taken over by her-

" I know that isn't comfortable so let's do something about it ." Her voice pulling Sanji from his thoughts of Nami cumming on his face. The warmth, Her bouncing breasts, her legs around his head. Sanji is one lucky bastard.

Sanji's body followed on the bed and began kissing her hands then leaving a trail of kisses down her arm to her shoulder. Leaning his weight into her. Nami's legs wrapped around his butt and she flipped them, now straddling Sanji.Her handtracing softly on his tip where the head and shaft meet, playing with the decent amount of precum that'd been sticking to his boxers.

Sanji waiting patiently for her next move, like putty waiting to be shaped.

Nami lowered his boxers and began lining his shaft against her already sensitive lips. Feeling his body react to her warm friction. Her mouth begging for his tongue, something. She used her other hand to make his hand grab her breast.

"Sanji please!" she tried to murmur out while slightly grinding and rocking.

Sanji's tongue and hips being dominated by hers, he loved it. She still hadn't placed his tip inside her. Her body begging for more. Nami's hand now moving to his hair and tugging.

"You're making me do all the work here please…." her voice hot and wet in his ear. Speaking in between each grind against his tip.

Sanji's hands squeezing and holding her breast now also using his thumb to her clit yet again.

"You're so hot when you're horny" Sanji's tongue and mouth sucking her tongue. Nami was getting frustrated that he wasn't doing more and just teasing her and her movements sped up. Her hands now squeezing his member and pressing him closer to her lower lips. His shaft was warm and hard in her hands.Her hands using his pre as lube and pumping his tip.

"Ah, Nami~" Nami's free hand slapping his face again and then kissing him immediately afterwards.

"Don't."

Her Body aching for him. Her lips trailing down his warm body to his ribs and pumping him repeatedly. Feeling his body jerk into hers. Her lips biting his happy trail. Having Sanji sit one leg up to support her, and the other she sat on. Her plump lips licking his tip and sucking his precum off. Her hand helping her to support taking more of him to her mouth. Licking and sucking directly where the shaft and the tip meet.

"mm… Nam…"The same hand now squeezing his balls, this was a trick that depending on the guy it will make them cum on the spot.

Sanji's hips automatically bucking making Nami take more of himself. Her mouth full of him. Sanji's breathing deep and shallow, he still hadnt came yet. Nami's mouth getting impatient. Her hands now jerking him and squeezing his balls. Her eyes looking up now to meet his. She watched as his one eye closed heavily while breathing.

"I…I'm Sorry Nami…"

She quickly grabbed his hand and brought it to her head. Her tongue swirling and sucking the best she could.

Slowly Sanji's hands petting her hair softly. His breathing still labored and no avail. Nami's movements slowing down as Sanji's hand slowly bobbing her head down and quicker.

"oh my god Nami."

her eyes closed while he pushed her head up and down. The sounds of her lips sucking him and his breathing labored. His legs shaking beneath her. His hands now trying to remove himself from her mouth but her hands now holding him inside her mouth.

"Nami.. Nami I'm.."

Her eyes filled with a tear from the position as she swallowed his hot load. Smiling to herself from hearing Sanji's perfect labored breaths.Nami wiped her forehead and laid beside him playing with herself. Sanji grabbed her sides and pulling her closer to him, biting on her nipple. His free hand squeezing harshly on the other.

"Mm" Nami breathed out. Sanji felt as her legs shook beside him now making out with her again.

"I want you so badly Nami."

Her cheeks flushed from the heat and his tone.

Sanji waiting for her response by switching between kissing Nami and leaving hickies on her breast.

Nami grabbed his member and adjusted himself to her opening. Her leg draping across his side. Pulsing against him upon feeling his tip enter. Her eyes closed and she bit her palm to avoid moaning, then kissing him.

"Sanji…" her voice being suppressed by his hot tongue and mouth. Feeling her walls adjusting to his tip Sanji moaned, using his thumb against her already sore clit. His movements creating a steady limit in her.

"You're so wet Nami, I could die"

Sanji spoke through heavy breaths.

Nami's hands pulling on his hair and attacking his lips.

"You're being so loud Sanji.."

Sanji's movements getting almost aggressive and biting Nami's neck, tracing his teeth against her skin while moaning on her.

Nami's back arched body vibrating as she came on him. Feeling her walls squeezing on him he moaned more. Nami's nails digging into his back and shaking. Making Nami moan.

He turned Nami to her back and holding the leg that was against him on to his shoulder. Adjusting his speeds into her and moaning on her leg. Nami trying to keep quiet covered her mouth. Sanji starting to lose his rhythm looked down and saw Nami covering her mouth. Placing his right hand over hers.

" Na….mi…. I'm going…. to cum" He leaned down and kissed her forehead stopping his movements before taking himself out of her. Rubbing her legs and thighs. His chest rose and fell as he came on her lower stomach. Falling beside her Sanji's body pulling Nami closer and kissing her, not caring about how hot or sweaty or sticky they were. His hands tracing her lower lips again just to feel her moan on his lips. He smirked as he inserted his fingers into her opening.

Her legs opening and her hands grabbing her breasts. His fingers soaked from her. Feeling her grind and press further on his fingers making him hot. His free hand holding her neck as he bit and sucked, still pressing his semi against her.

"Moan on me. Moan in my mouth." his voice hot and warm.

Nami's eyes closed as she allowed herself to moan against his neck, biting his neck to suppress herself.

"Nami don't toy with me, I want to hear you."

His voice practically fucking her ears with how sexy he spoke. His thumb making small movements on her clit. Now biting her breast. Licking her neck.

"I'll fucking kill you if you leave a mark, You hear me." her voice angry as her hands reaching softly for his balls, tracing them with her palms. Feeling him softly twitch from her contact. His mouth moving to her shoulders and running his tongue across before leaving a trail of hickies making her moan.

Her hands stopping her movements.

"More Sanji."

His teeth apply pressure to her shoulder and feeling her walls contract against his fingers. Slowly rubbing himself against her leg.

Her body getting tired from shaking. Sanji's frame applying pressure to her lower stomach and inserting himself into her again while thrusting slowly. Her hands wrapped into his hair while trying to keep up with his pace.

"Kiss me." she begged.

Sanji's lips immediately reaching to hers. Her legs locking around him as she came, now paralyzed. His thrusts still going as he kissed her gently. Now grabbing her hips and bringing her closer to him. Hearing her moan and he would grind against her clit.

His hands holding her frame before cumming.

"Nami………."

Sanji felt himself release and kissing her as he pulled out of her exhausted and sticky. Getting up to grab a rag or something to clean themselves up, Sanji also grabbed another cigarette. Handing Nami a big black tshirt from a drawer. She rolled her eyes as she slipped it on. Watching Sanji enjoy his cigarette.

"Sorry about the shoulder hickies." his voice half joking.

"Ugh you're such a fucking asshole." her hands caressing her shoulders over his tshirt.

Nami's eyes blinking heavily before crashing on his bed.

He smiled into his cigarette before discarding it with his other butt in the windowsill. Placing a pair of clean boxers on before joining Nami in bed.