I have fixed he chapter. A thousand thanks to the guest reviewer who told me. (^-^)=b

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Nami didn't waste a moment pulling Sanji close as soon as the door was secured behind her. Their moment in the hall way may have been interrupted but right now she would make a new one. She eagerly started kissing him again sliding her hands up and down his chest. Even though it wasn't in the plan she knew that she wanted him so she would exploit this moment as much as possible.

She had a feeling that he wouldn't object to the things she had in mind for him. She just had to remember that she had a deadline. At midnight the masks would drop and she had to be ready in the other dress as if she had never been up here doing things… kissing passionately things with Sanji… Nami started to unbutton his jacket and waist coast relishing in the muscles she could feel beneath the thin shirt he was wearing. If she didn't have that deadline she would… Sanji disrupted her thoughts when he left her lips and started nipping at her neck instead.

Sanji had been fighting himself at the same time Nami started kissing him. He could see what was going on. This woman was clearly ready for something he hadn't expected when he first met her eyes, but he wasn't sure if he really should follow her lead. It went against his gentleman code to have sex so suddenly. On the other hand… If they both wanted it why should it be against any code? Wasn't his code also about making the women around him happy? And truth be told he really didn't want to stop this. Everything she did to him felt amazing. And now she started to undress him? He couldn't hold back a grunt as she stroked his chest. Then and there Sanji made up his mind. He would definitely follow her lead.

By doing it this way he wouldn't press her but could still continue. Sanji knew that he was ready for anything now but still unsure about her, so to make up for it he started to kiss her neck. He was rewarded with a moan and a tremor going through her body. He didn't need more encouragement but happily renewed his effort, sloppily kissing her from her cheek down to her collarbone and up again, paying attention to where she was most sensitive.

Nami was about to lose it. Her mind had gone numb when he had started his manoeuvre and it was more by instinct than by a planned thought process that she finally managed to pull his jacket and waist coat off him. The movements stilled his actions for a brief moment and it allowed Nami to catch her breath and regain some control of the situation. She realised that she had also undone his belt and he had his hand just below her breasts with only his thumb caressing them.

They were still wearing their masks and Nami made a quick check on her wig to make sure it hadn't moved or left any of her own hair visible. Delighted by the fact that everything seemed in order she returned her attention to the man in front of her. He was looking at her with a little smile on his lips as if he just couldn't help himself. Nami felt an urge to undress them both but stopped herself. She hadn't planned this for her sake. It was to repay Sanji in the best way she could think of. She smiled back to him taking his hand in hers guiding it up to her lips.

Before Sanji could understand what was going on she had let his forefinger into her mouth and started licking it. Sanji's knees' ability to keep him upright disappeared and he had to take a step back reaching out for some kind of furniture to keep his balance. She followed him. He took a step further back and felt his legs hit something which his free hand identified as a couch. He quickly sat down to avoid accidents but there was no way he would have her stop what she was doing with her tongue.

She pouted her lips letting his finger in and out between her lips and Sanji would never have had enough strength in his body to resist this. He was almost painfully hard. His body jerked every time she let her tongue slide down his finger but Sanji didn't have any will power to stop her even if it meant other body parts were left unsatisfied. He didn't know how to react to this either, so he sat rather dumbfounded and took pleasure in the things she did.

Nami loved the way he reacted. Every little part of her was pleased by his reaction because with this she could stay in control not having his lips mess with her plan. Or so she would have thought if she hadn't been so turned on herself. Instead of continuing with the plan immediately she sat down on his lap, straddling him and abandoning his finger for his mouth. The slit in her dress made this position possible but also left her leg very exposed and Sanji was clearly not one to ignore such an opportunity.

His hands moved towards her, one behind her back and the other up the slit of her skirt caressing her leg. He pulled her close and Nami let him, dazed as she was by their kisses and the feeling of his body this close. She hadn't forsaken her plan yet though and while his hands were occupied on her she let hers start to unbutton the shirt he was wearing. She wanted to feel his skin under her fingers. As she began stroking his chest they changed the pace of their kiss making them both soon out of breath.

Nami was fully aware of the bulge in his pants and she felt proud that she was he reason for this reaction. The hand on her back started to move and ended up on her breast, his fingers sliding along from her cleavage to her breast. Nami snapped for air when his fingers went underneath the fabric. Unable to suppress her moans or to continue the kiss she rested her head on his shoulder while her body pressed closer to him trembling. She ached for him.

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