I cover my face with my hands to hide how flushed I was, even though I'm alone in the room. I needed to fall asleep, but memories from before wouldn't let me.

A few hours ago she was in that square when the rain started to fall, putting an end to three years of drought in that country built on the desert. With the defeat of that tyranny disguised as kindness, the effects of his powers were destroyed. In the sound of drops hitting the ground, all clashes stop and that's when her voice echoes and reaches the hearts of those who were fighting. And so that nightmare was finally over.

I was celebrating with the rest of the crew when she ran to me and wrapped me in a tight hug. The drops could be cold, unlike our bodies involved, and overflowing with emotion. When I break that hug, our eyes meet and in that split second, that's when I feel her lips touch mine. My heart started to beat faster responding to that kiss. Kisses that I thought of and desired so many times. Those were quick minutes that seemed like an eternity, I didn't want to let go of her soft lips, to stop drowning in her long blue hair, to caress that soft skin.

But she had to go back. To tell people the truth, to bring them hope that everything had finally ended, to return to being the princess who had disappeared for the sake of her people. She lets go of me, and I let it slip through my fingers. Seeing her smile again and wiping away her tears of happiness was enough for my heart at that moment.

I turn over in bed, grab the pillow, and let out a cry of happiness. All the moments we spent brought us there and finally, the emotions, even in the adrenaline of the moment, showed themselves higher. And in my mind all the moments and subtle gestures we shared passed by.

My mental turmoil is interrupted when someone knocks on the door and enters.

-Vivi?!- my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

-I'm sorry if I woke you up, but... it's strange to be back- she approaches the bed -and my room is too quiet... I'm used to having your company.

I grab her by the hand and pull her to the bed, hugging her in my arms.

-We did it Nami!-she wraps herself around me and small tears start to run down her face, but she soon wipes them away and looks at me with a huge smile.

She lies down on the bed and pulls me by my waist, spooning me, and pulls the sheet to cover us. That comfort makes me relax, especially when she starts running her fingers down my arm, tracing the tattoo.

-Long day, hmm?- She moves one of the strands of my hair away and lightly strokes my face.

I roll over and face her, returning the gesture -I would repeat it all over again, it was worth every wound and tiredness- I hesitate with the next words, but she had come to me -and I have my princess back in my arms- her eyes shine and our lips meet once again.

-You don't know how long I waited to have the courage to kiss you, to come looking for you in search of something more, despite the many nights we shared comforting each other- she tries to hide her face in the sheets saying those words, which makes her even cuter and more irresistible -I want you Nami!

My heart races once again. In all these months she became even more fearless and I never stopped surprising me, with her gentle but fierce personality. I force her to face me and stop hiding, and now I'm the one stealing kisses that build up with desire. I pull her leg over mine and fit into her, never stopping to feel those soft, creamy lips on mine. Her hands carefully roam my body, as if she wanted to memorize every part, every scar, every sensation it caused.

Now that I had her, I want her even more. I wanted to make up for all the time we spent together, but I kept to myself what she made me feel. Every time I watched her from afar when she was talking to someone or lost in her thoughts, when I appreciated her and it was impossible not to admire her body by sharing the same space, the control of not having her every time we relaxed sunbathing in a bikini, or when we took a shower together. The time she occupied in my mind, the times it was impossible to concentrate on my maps because I wanted to be with her.

I give her one last kiss, looking into her eyes. Copying her movements, I slide the straps of the embroidered navy blue dress she was wearing, leaving her shoulders bare and carefully unfastening the side clasp. I see her face becoming embarrassed, unlike the body that relaxes with each touch and becomes reactive and waiting for the next touch or action. I place kisses on her neck, down her collarbone to above her breasts, and with one hand I feel her. She reacts by pulling herself closer to me, and without breaking her gaze she begins to undo the strings of my shorts, making a point of moving her hand up my belly to my back inside my top.

My body vibrated as I felt her running through it, and it became hot with the increasing desire. Her gaze on me only makes me want to make her surrender to me even more. Her nails dig into my back, while her lips find mine once again. But this time, my tongue asks for permission and as soon as I receive it, desire begins to take over my actions. My hands run down her back and thighs, squeezing them and making her moan muffled by the wet kisses and the dance between our tongues thirsty for more.

Unable to take it any longer, I take off her dress, making a point of observing, without any further restraint, her half-naked body. And before she could react or think, I took off all my clothes, leaning over her again, and looking at her with affection and excitement.

-How many times have I looked at you and imagined what it was like to touch you, to feel you melt on me, to give you pleasure through the reactions you provoke in my body- she brushes my hair away from my face and with her unique smile -show me cat burglar!

I go down on her body, placing kisses that give her goosebumps, but also awaken her senses even more, and I take off her thong, placing myself between her legs. And even before I get lost in the kisses placed on her thighs and around her lips, I look into her eyes to see them shine, like the moon shine on the cold summer night that was being felt. I ran my tongue over her lips which were becoming moist, looking for the right spot that would make her stop holding back her moans. With gentle but voracious movements, I delight myself in her middle, licking and sucking her juices, making her relax and cling her nails to the sheets. It's when I sink two fingers inside how wet she is already that I hear her moaning my name, and as I continue the movements feeling everything inside her, she moves even more and wants to close her legs.

-Behave yourself, princess- I look at her, her hair disheveled, a lost look with the received pleasure. I can't help a smirk smile, before losing myself in her taste and not stopping until I feel her shudder and flow through my fingers.

In an unexpected movement, still seconds away from composing herself, she pulls me, and grabbing my wrist, licks my fingers with her flavor and nectar. Her brown eyes shine with pleasure, and her hands feel my body, navigating between the curves, forcing me to reverse roles. It's as if the image of her innocence has been lost when I feel her fingers massaging my vulva and as they pass over my core, my breathing becomes deeper and I want her to continue showing me this side of her. Her lips find mine, and my hands dance between feeling the shape of her breasts and entwining themselves in the blue hair like the sea that I lost hours looking at and investigating, just as I did now with her.

Being lost in that adrenaline and the heat of her body against mine, my body contracts and I cling to her curves, letting the air and her name come out in a scream of ecstasy. I let myself fall onto her body, as a cover to lick her nipples that caught my attention, so hard, so desirable, and so sensitive that they made her shudder and moan with waves of electricity of pleasure. I fit her into me, feeling how wet she was again. Our nectars collide, and we begin in a movement of wanting to feel more, intensifying the sensitivity and hardness we still had.

-How foolish I was to wait all this time- I sink my vulva against hers and my fingers run over our clitoris, eager for more -that's why we're going to enjoy every moment- she sinks her nails gently down my chest, releasing small moans. My excitement increases and I lose myself in that body that moves in sync with mine. Increasing the pace, her body reacts and another wave of moans and pleasure invades that space.

With her body still vibrating, and both lost in the feeling of ecstasy, my fingers find themselves inside her again, with the nectars still mixed - Nami, I'm going to cum again- with a kiss, I squeeze her and I receive all of her orgasms, letting her feel every reminiscent spasm. I lie down and she glues herself to me, intertwining her leg between mine, continuing to tease me while her fingers define my tattoo once again. Looking for a little sanity between lust and temptation, I tuck a strand of hair behind her hair and place a kiss on her forehead -you are the kindness that revolved my world.