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The sight of Perona lying out across Nami’s bed made her sigh. She had tagged along with the Straw Pirates for a bit and it was their first night out on the sea. The sun had settled over the horizon hours ago and Nami was freshly bathed and ready to settle the fuck in and head to sleep. The Ghost Princess was beautiful, if a little creepy, yes, but it was still her bed! The redhead pursed her lips, crossing her arms tightly across her ample chest before pointing at the supposedly snoozing—there was no way she was actually asleep already—girl.
“C’mon!” she hissed. “Get up or move over.”
Perona simply rolled onto the other side, still in the middle of the bed, and ‘snored’ even louder. Nami frowned.
“Y’know, that’s not very cute of you.”
Perona stopped snoring.
A long pause fell between the two women before the pink-haired woman slowly sat up. Her arms reached towards the ceiling as she groaned softly. “Oh,” she murmured as she looked over to Nami, blinking oh-so-innocently. “When did you get here?”
“That’s it,” Nami muttered before tearing the blanket off the mattress. She dropped herself into the bed, her round hips knocking into Perona’s slimmer ones before pushing her off to the near edge of the mattress. “Stay over there.”
Perona pouted. “I’d have more room to sleep if your cow tits didn’t take up so much room!”
Nami huffed and screwed her eyes shut. It’ll be fine. It’d just be for one night. Tomorrow, they’d find a cot or something for her so she wouldn’t have to put up with her. Hell, she’d be happy to sleep in the cot herself if it wasn’t ‘cute’ enough for the so-called princess.
Hours passed.
Nami couldn’t sleep. It didn’t matter how many times she tossed and turned. Normally, she’d rub one out and pray that it’d knock her out. However, Perona was right beside her. That’d be totally weird and fucked up even if she didn’t wake up. The thought started her off. Blood rushed to her cock as thoughts of making the bratty wannabe princess writhe in pleasure and apologize for being kind of a bitch.
Nami swallowed.
No, absolutely not. She’d just have to pray it’d go away.
Rolling to her other side, the scent of Perona’s strawberry hair wafted around her. The subtle but oh-so-soft curves fitted against Nami’s slightly exaggerated ones like a snug puzzle piece. Her cock, stiff and regrettably leaking, pressed into Perona’s backside.
“Ugh! Will you just take care of that thing already?!”
Nami gritted her teeth. She gripped Perona’s shoulders and flipped her flat onto her back as she hovered on top of the former commander. Her heavy breasts hung in front of Perona’s wide eyes, swaying from side to side, as she stared her down.
“I’m not going to take care of it... But you are.”
Perona gulped.
Their lips met together in a messy crash. Tongue and teeth lashed against each other while Nami groped Perona’s modest—in comparison to hers anyway—breasts. Her thumbs circled her nipples. Perona shivered under Nami’s touch. Her slim legs kicked under Nami. Her hips rolled against her and she gasped into the kiss at the feeling of Nami’s bulge. It was barely contained in her shorts and threatened to rip through the thin fabric at any second. How did she hide that thing in her jeans?!
A tight but slight pain split through her chest as Nami plucked at her nipples, now stiff and poking through her nightshirt. Her fingers and thumbs gently rolled the stiff buds between them. The soft fabric now felt too rough against her nipples. Whining, Perona bucked her hips and ground against Nami’s throbbing bulge.
“Oooh, you’re super sensitive here, huh?” Nami teased.
“Sh-shut up!!!”
Nami giggled as she continued her assault on Perona’s aching buds. Tight pinches with even tighter rolls, tugs, and flicks were all lavished on the poor girl’s body. Perona whimpered and whined. Her hips bucked and shook as reluctant arousal seeped from her folds and into her panties. The heady scent of her cunt wafted in the air and made Nami’s cock throb.
Unable to take it anymore, Nami flipped the girl onto her front and hoisted her hips up in the air. Her nightshirt rode up her body to reveal the black lace of her panties and her pert ass. Nami licked her lips. She had a super cute butt under all those frills!
Playfully, she swatted at Perona’s ass. Just a small smack was enough to make it jiggle somewhat.
“Hey!” she whined.
“What? That was barely nothing!” Nami laughed before slapping her ass harder. “The Ghost Princess can’t take a couple of hits?”
Every word that slipped past her lips came with a harder crack of the hand across the ass. Perona yelped as her pale skin reddened with each impact. Her toes curled and her breathing grew heavier. More of that reluctant arousal gushed into her already slick panties. Embarrassment burned through her body.
“You seem pretty turned on~” Nami purred, her fingers hooking into the waistband of Perona’s panties and yanking them down her hips. “Wow! You’re completely soaked!”
“J-just get on with it!”
“Alright, you asked for it!”
Nami pulled out her cock, long and heavy, and lined it up with Perona’s more than willing pussy. Giggling, she poked and prodded her twitching entrance, relishing in the soft gasps and whines that she let out. However, this didn’t last long. She grew bored and the need to be inside of her grew hotter. Biting her lip, she slammed her hips forward and buried herself to the hilt inside of Perona’s hot, tight heat.
Both women gasped as Nami’s cock kissed Perona’s cervix.
It didn’t take long for Nami to lose herself in the heavenly sensation. It was like fucking a fist made of velvet and silk, that’s how tight the woman was. Moaning, her movements grew wilder. Perona cried out as her womb was kissed again and again. Her walls rippled around Nami’s massive length. Sweet, delicious friction burned between them. Slick arousal gushed around that pistoning shaft and dripped onto the bed sheets below. Their voices grew higher in pitch, their moans louder and shakier and fragile as they grew lost in the desperate need to breathe.
Nami’s hand swatted at Perona’s ass, making the girl yelp and clench around her and in turn making her balls tighten upward.
“I’m gonna cum!”
“W-wait...!” Perona whined. “Not in—”
Nami groaned as she bottomed out inside of her once again. Her plush hips ground against Perona’s plump ass, her tip kissing her fertile womb once again, as cum rushed inside of her. Hot, thick, and heavy semen painted pink a milky white that dribbled onto the sheets. With a satisfied sigh, Nami pulled out and watched as her load dripped from Perona’s well-fucked cunt. She smirked. One more smack was given to the girl before she collapsed on the bed and drifted off to sleep.
Perona huffed.
“I didn’t even get to finish, you jerk!”
