[ Shifting encouragingly towards Weiss' hand, Nami's touch grows bolder as well, smirking at the bit of information the other woman shares about her outfit. Most of her experience, especially with other women, has happened at the casino, so while there's a lot she's still improvising her way through, Nami knows an invitation when she hears it.
Head ducking, hiding a grin against the other woman's skin while she kisses her way along the collar of Weiss' dress Nami's gaze stays trained on the other girl's face. ]
Are you going to take it off so I can see for myself, or do I get to take it off you?
[ She gives Weiss' skin a careful nip as she asks before pulling back long enough to pull her own top off and cast it aside. Unlike Weiss, she didn't think to forgo wearing a bra, but the black lace she opted for that day compliments the sunny freckles that span the tops of her shoulders, and the curves of her body nicely. ]
[ While Nami may have one more layer beneath her top, the whole action of taking it off is definitely a sight to see. Her own experience when it comes to being intimate isn't a lot— in fact, she's really only experienced it here in this casino, and she's yet to have any experience with women. It makes the way she watches and the way she reacts more genuine— that while it wasn't quite a show just for her, it's something to behold compared to changing clothes alongside your roommates and teammates at home.
She lets out a soft and giddy little laugh after catching herself staring for a second. Right- she was asked a question. ]
I doubt there's any excitement in pulling a zipper down... [ And so, she straightens her back and reaches for the zipper on one side of her dress. With it being the only thing that keeps her outfit together, it slowly slips down as it begins to fan out all the way down to her waist.
It'd be so easy to slip out of the dress entirely, either by letting it pool to the floor if she got back up, or by pulling it up and over her arms, but Weiss isn't in a rush for that at this time. It is a she said though, she isn't wearing anything underneath her dress beyond her panties; her perky breasts now exposed to the cool air.
With that out of the way, she reaches for Nami's hands now that they're free again. Weiss gives her hands a soft tug, urging her to come back closer, guiding those hands to the sides of her chest as she leans in to kiss the other girl again. ]
[ The laugh is incredibly cute and somehow fits in with the pleasantly unexpected turn her afternoon has taken, and it's enough to make her shoulders flush, that giddy warmth creeping up the sides of her neck. She keeps her eyes on Weiss, her focus moving between the other woman's face and the soft line of her body when she straightens up to unfasten her dress. ]
It depends on what the zipper is for. [ She counters. This zipper is exciting.
Nami doesn't need much encouragement to get close again, grinning against Weiss' mouth as she's caught in another kiss, the hands the other woman's guided high on her sides, fanning out against her ribs, mapping her curves before roving up to cup her breasts.
Experienced or not, that Weiss isn't shy about what she wants is enough to encourage Nami further, urging her to part her lips and let the tip of her tongue brush against the other woman's bottom lip, tracing over the subtle swell of it as she gently catches Weiss' nipples between her fingers, rolling them between the pads of her fingers slowly. ]
You're going to have to get my bra off. [ The words murmured against Weiss' mouth in a low tease. ] My hands are going to be busy for a while, and I want you to touch me.
[ It's silly. Weiss will think about it later and just think of how silly it is that a chess game quickly turned into this, but she wouldn't find it unpleasant. Nor would she regret it. And with each playful kiss she gives, her confidence builds; the more she wants to give, as well.
She doesn't wait to let her hands wander, but she doesn't want to seem too excited, either. From holding hands, she rests her hands on Nami's waist, feeling her skin, letting a bit of her own warmth mix with hers. Slowly, she lifts her hands up, letting them explore a bit more, pushing the other girls' breasts up playfully before bringing her hands back. It makes her lean forward, her body pressing up against Nami's in turn. ]
It's a cute bra. Let me take care of it.
[ Her voice is a little hushed now. Nobody else can hear them here, but it just feels like the right thing to do in this situation. To keep her voice down like this— to make it more intimate. Though it might sound like a line, Weiss does actually mean it. Black isn't her colour, but it is cute.
There's no ceremony to it, how Weiss easily unclasps it with a push and a pull, allowing her to slip her hands underneath with little issue. While that seems easy, the rest is still rather unfamiliar territory. But with how her nipples are gradually getting hard and the smile on her face, doesn't seem all that nervous. ]
[ Rolling her shoulders to slide her bra down, Nami's hands leave Weiss' body briefly, long enough to toss the garment aside before she draws close again, smirking at the other woman's choice of words. ]
I'm already having fun with you. [ Nami's tone mirrors Weiss' in softness, murky marine eyes catching Weiss' paler, bluer ones in a fleeting stare, raising her eyebrows conspiratorially before bridging the space between their mouths and kissing her again.
The thought of not seeming too eager hasn't been in Nami's mind for a while now, the truffle's effect on her evident in the way she lets her hands flatten against the other woman's back, the tops of her palms rough from a life at sea, but her touch gentle all the same. The deft touch of a pickpocket.
She's not used to being the one with more experience in a situation like this one, but Weiss is encouraging enough that Nami can take what she says to heart, happy to do as the other woman asks, and have a lot of fun with her.
Nami's palm curves over Weiss' ass, hand fitting over the shape of it as the tips of her fingers tease between the other woman's thighs from behind, her other hand running up Weiss' side before cupping one of her breasts again. ]
[ They're at a mixer! While others may be here forced, Weiss sure isn't. While she'd rather not play the bigger game this resort and its management want from them, she's also found that the more intimate parts of it aren't so bad after all. Whatever embarrassment she thought of it stay in her head, but they're thrown out the window once she gets in the mood and around the right people.
Nami hasn't given her a reason to get huffy or to get too embarrassed. It's a lot easier to be playful, to want and to get, and to enjoy. It's easy to help get the straps of Nami's bra off her shoulders and down her arms, and the way her eyes drop down for a few seconds to admire what's now exposed to her shows she isn't embarrassed, either.
There are makings a scar on the right side of her torso, just an inch or so below her breast that goes all the way down to above her tailbone. The rest of her dress still covers it up, but the rough patch of skin would be something Nami would feel from Weiss' back, too. She's small, dainty, and very obviously takes care of her body from just how smooth and perfect she feels, save for that scar there. It isn't something Weiss has ever talked about with anyone, but being impaled by a burning weapon doesn't really make for a fun conversation, especially in a situation like this. Not that she's ashamed— it's a battle scar, one that defines who she is today. ]
You're- [ She laughs, a giddy little one, that shows that she's having fun too. ] You're good with your hands. They feel nice.
[ The gentle touch, yet it feels like it could be more if Nami put more weight to them. There's a little bit of roughness from the touch, but Weiss thinks she prefers it that way. Her own fingers should be calloused from how she handles her sword, but with all the care she puts into taking care of her skin, there's just a hint of roughness from it. She's slow when a hand makes its way to Nami's breast, a curious touch as it hovers over the curve of it for a moment. When she does gain confidence a second later, her fingers splay over what she can touch before they curl for a squeeze.
It's all making her feel hotter. The way she's beginning to explore the other woman's body, hands all over hers, both on her breasts and just below her ass. Weiss has been trying her best to remain calm—maybe Nami would like that—but she's increasingly becoming needy that that cool would go away soon. ]
[ As long as Weiss doesn't call attention to the marks on Nami's body - the tattoo high on her arm and the still healing scarred lines around it hard to miss - Nami wouldn't dream of asking Weiss about hers. Everybody's got some darkness in their past, and she's happy to leave that behind her while extending the same to others.
Besides, everything else about Weiss is distracting enough, that she couldn't possibly pay special attention to the spot of roughness on the other woman's back, not with her hand still curved over Weiss' ass like it is, and the woman's soft hand moving to cover her breast, touching her in a way she's been waiting for without realizing it. Nami's skin is soft, her body curvy, but the layer of lean muscle beneath is evidence of a life at sea, much like the spray of freckles over her face, and across her shoulders.
The compliment makes Nami laugh, the sound soft and breathless, not as giddy as Weiss' laughter, but no less girlish. Though the casino's pushed a lot of experience on her in a very short time, it's exciting to have another person like this, especially when they're having as much fun with it as Weiss seems to be having. ]
I'm great with my hands. [ She offers, her fingers stretching out, teasing beyond the cleft of the other woman's ass before her fingertips trace over Weiss' folds through the fabric of her panties. ]
Should we lay down?
[ As much fun as she's having teasing Weiss' cunt from behind like this, there's a lot more Nami knows she can do to prove Weiss right. ]
I- [ Hah, she laughs again, tensing up a little as she feels her entrance clench at the same time. Her panties are already slightly damp, and Nami would be able to feel it once Weiss agrees to the suggestion. ] You sure are.
[ That is to say, she nods, looks back over her shoulder just to see how much she should be backing away. The pod, for how small it is, does provide ample space to actually lay down. And so, Weiss does, rather inelegantly. She doesn't sprawl on the mattress like some sexy pin-up doll, merely shifting and moving her ass back, her feet pushing her backwards at the same time.
She doesn't leave Nami behind, at least. While Weiss does let go of the other girl, her hand drifts down her arm and takes her hand before moving back. It isn't anything like a come hither, but the smile on her face is definitely inviting as she tugs on the hand she's holding. Once her back's against a pillow as she's half laying on the mattress and half seated, ]
Is this better?
[ It makes grabbing her ass a bit more difficult, but she'd listen to Nami if she wants Weiss in any other way. For now, she opens her legs, spreading them a little bit so that she can watch the pirate between them. ]
[ The need to detangle herself from Weiss' body and pull away so the other woman can stretch out and get comfortable, Nami moves to the side, letting Weiss arrange herself as she settles between her thighs. There might not be anything traditionally sexy about the pose Weiss strikes, but Nami's drawn in all the same, letting the other woman take her hand and guide her closer. She plants her free hand against the mattress beneath them and lets her body curve over Weiss' slighter frame, enjoying the way their skin brushes together as she moves in to kiss her again as a means to answer her question.
Humming low against Weiss' mouth Nami lets her lips part, her tongue brushing against the other woman's bottom lip as she lets go of her hand in favor of letting it run down Weiss' side, guiding her thigh to rest against her hip before her hand slips between her legs again.
Nami's familiar enough with playing the game with another woman that she doesn't hesitate, letting her fingers slip beneath her panties to brush over her folds, kissing her hungrily as she stops herself from touching any further. ]
You're so wet.
[ She teases against the other woman's lips, her fingers tracing over the shape of Weiss' cunt. As much as she's gotten very caught up in the moment, no doubt aided by that truffle, she's still mindful not to get too caught up and do something Weiss might not expect, or even be ready for. ]
[ Weiss is easily finding that comments like that, despite how harmless they may seem when they're just an observation, do something to her. Point out how excited she is, how horny she is, even poke a little fun at it, and it might rile her up some more. It sure does now, her cheeks turning even redder as she tenses up. Her entrance grows more damp, as if it's a leaking faucet from how wet and horny she's become. ]
Well, whose fault is that?
[ Certainly not hers. Nami was the one who kept kissing her, who touched her, who's... honestly pretty cool and pretty and— ]
Can you tell me if... there's anything you want me to do?
[ And someone who's rendering her a bit too honest, a bit too dorky, like there's somehow this need to impress this other lady. She gives Nami a bit of a sheepish smile as she gingerly places a hand over the other's wrist, fingers gently caressing and rubbing circles before moving upwards to her arm, doing the same there, too. ]
[ In Nami's opinion, Weiss gives that teasing observation a fairly perfect answer, one that takes her by surprise, making her draw back from the other woman's mouth to fix her with a dimpled grin. ]
Mine, definitely.
[ She sounds as smug as she looks, her eyes flashing in amusement before she leans in again to steal another quick kiss, privately needing a moment to regain her cool in the wake of being asked for direction. Weiss proves again how upfront she can be, and Nami, who's gotten so caught up in running her hands over the other woman's body, is now left suddenly very focused on the slowly building ache between her thighs and how much she wants to be touched.
The hand on her arm leaves her glancing down at it and smiling, aroused, and a little bashful as she figures out how to answer that invitation. ]
I really want you to touch me. [ Anywhere, everywhere, but right now...one finger slips past Weiss' folds, ghosting over her clit before moving lower to circle her entrance, her eyes studying the pale-haired woman's face as she moves, her imagination already leaning into the thought of feeling Weiss touching her like this. ] We could do it together?
[ Nami has every right to be smug at this point. Weiss won't take that away from her at all. A genuine smile coupled with a a soft laugh is what she responds with, but it's replaced by a look of uncertainty— just a hint of it, like a ghost, when she realises that this is, indeed, her first encounter with a woman.
It isn't a bad thing at all! But she's never really touched anyone else but herself. Weiss feels her heart race, Nami's taking the lead leaving her speechless for a moment. Heat courses through her, the finger oh-so-close to her most sensitive spot calling unto her, wanting to be touched. ]
Yeah. [ Nervous as she is, she wants this, too. She's far too charmed and aroused to deny Nami of anything. Not to mention... if she was the one who made the other woman feel good. . . there's something really hot about that.
So she shifts a little, sitting up some and providing a bit more space given what she's thinking. ] You can move here then, I think that might be easier.
[ Weiss, unfortunately, has shorter arms, after all. However it is they get comfortable and make each other feel good, she'll make sure she gives it her all. Her hand runs down Nami's arm again, switching from it to the side of her chest, her waist, 'til it rests just on her hip, thumb running circles on her thigh. And once Nami's within reach, if she does comply to Weiss' request, it becomes all the more easier to let her hand wander inwards, to where her thighs meet. ]
[ As hot as the idea of Weiss touching her at the same time she touches Weiss is, Nami is still somewhat reluctant to move away from the place where she's settled between the other woman's thighs, her finger tracing over Weiss' folds for another moment as she leans forward to brush a kiss to her hip.
Looking up at Weiss' face, Nami feels a blush creeping up the back of her neck as she moves to stretch out on her side beside the other woman, one of Nami's hands settling on Weiss' hip, guiding her closer, as the hand Weiss sneaks between her thighs makes her shiver, the needy heat between her thighs flaring insistently.
Nami purses her lips together as the hand on Weiss' hip travels down again, sliding past her panties so she can let her fingers run over her folds again she tips her chin up and lets her mouth catch Weiss' in a slow kiss, her tongue brushing against the seam of the other woman's mouth as the pad of her finger brushes over Weiss' clit. ]
[ They at least have a lot of time if they want to do more things. Weiss might not be in a rush to leave this pod even after the door's opened, but will at least give Nami the opportunity to do so if she wanted. Besides, if they like what's going on, there's always another time, too.
When Nami kisses her, she can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction from it all. Others might not like to kiss as much, but Weiss finds that she likes it. A lot. She likes it general when people use their mouths, regardless of there they are. On her lips, her neck, her tits, and everywhere else. It makes her more excited, so evident in the way she moans into Nami's mouth, her tongue darting out and looking for her's to dance with, to lick and to taste.
Her clit throbs, moreso when the flat of Nami's finger brushes over it. She chases after that feeling, rolling her hips a little just to rub her arousal against Nami's finger again. And she mimics that motion with her own hand, her index and middle fingers slowly following the path to her entrance over the panties. Just a ghost of a touch at first for a couple of strokes, before she guides her hand back up to slip underneath the waistband the next time around. ]
[ Not the type to bring attention to how much she enjoys the affection she receives, Nami would secretly have to agree with Weiss about how good kissing can be all on its own, relishing in the way her tongue licks into the other woman's mouth to brush against hers while her finger makes slow circles as it brushes over Weiss' clit.
Her hips are pulled forward as well as Weiss teases her over her panties, tracing over the damp fabric, and leaving her heart racing in anticipation before delving beneath to touch her directly. A soft moan escapes her as Nami's finger traces lower, drifting away from Weiss' clit to tease around her entrance, enjoying the slick heat before her touch shifts again, using that slickness on her finger to glide over Weiss' clit again, pressing down more firmly this time, eager to make the other woman moan again. ]
[ It's a little nerve-wracking to be responsible for another person's pleasure, and Weiss hopes that she can leave a lasting impression. One that won't make Nami think that this was awful. Awkward, yes, Weiss will admit to it given she's never touched a woman before, but she's learning! She wants to learn, dammit. The patience Nami's extended to her has already been something she's grateful for. She's gotta up the ante!
With her hand slipping beneath the waistband and making direct contact with Nami's skin, goosebumps raid her arms and her neck. Add Nami's fingers tracing lower, her entrance not only so hot, but also coating those fingers nicely. With a shudder, Weiss dares to do the same thing, slender, well-cared for, and smooth fingers hovering over Nami's heat, her middle finger curving ever so slightly not to breach anything but to test the waters and get her finger wet. Weiss does it a couple more times, carefully, before moving back up to find Nami's sensitive nub and get that wet, too.
Much as Weiss wants to look, she finds her eyes forcing closed thanks to what Nami's doing to her, too. She'll try and fight it later, but as she mimics what's being done to her with her own hand for the other girl's pleasure, she's unable to look. It's taking a bit of concentration to keep moving while she's also on the receiving end of some pleasure... When Weiss does manage to open her eyes, she turns to Nami, lips agape, the lust so obvious in her glassy blue eyes. ]
[ A soft noise of approval escapes her as she feels Weiss' finger teasing at her entrance, feeling how wet she's already become in the moments leading up to this. Her hips lift towards the finger, rocking against it as it glides over her clit, ]
Anytime you want.
[ Nami's voice is pitched low as a rule, but desire's added a layer of huskiness to it that tilts towards an almost inviting purr before she punctuates that promise with the kiss Weiss asked her for.
It's then that Nami's finger slips low again, delving towards that slick heat as a second digit joins the first, her body shifting closer to Weiss' as she slowly lets those fingers sink inside her, taking her time and paying close attention to her other woman's responses, not wanting to do more than Weiss is ready for. ]
[ Weiss should have expected that she'd get into this sort of situation coming here, but she didn't. So now, finding herself naked with another person in some small room, is getting her excited. Kissing this person she just met is exciting, and she certainly hopes that they see each other again after this.
Even touching Nami is exciting. The idea of slipping her fingers in is exciting, and she does just so after a good few rubs, the pad of her middle finger giving her clit a lot of attention before dipping back down, coating itself again with Nami's slick.
Only when Nami sinks another finger inside does Weiss follow suit with just one of hers, mimicking the gesture to learn from it and also to have the other woman feel what she's doing. Weiss lets out a soft moan at the contact, both from what she feels inside and the own wetness that's coated her finger. ]
Oh— yeah...
[ While she doesn't wiggle her finger around, she does start with experimental come hither motions, listening and feeling for any cues she might get from the other girl. ]
[ Feeling Weiss' fingers curling against the slick heat of her walls has Nami arching towards the touch, her breath catching as she kisses her eagerly, the pair of fingers she slowly thrusts into Weiss mimicking her friend's and curling inside her.
She lets her tongue drag lightly over the swell of Weiss' bottom lip before her mouth claims hers again, licking into her mouth while her thumb shifts to press gently against the other woman's clit, stroking slow circles over it. ]
Your fingers feel perfect. [ Nami whispers against Weiss' mouth, her cheeks flushing pink. ]
[ To receive compliments like this one is a huge boost to her confidence. While her fingers can't throb like a cock that's on the verge of cumming, she certainly gives a bit more of herself in how she thrusts them into Nami. ]
Yeah? Yours too.
[ Weiss really isn't the type to curse, but she might as well be doing so in her mind. Someone else's hands on her is one of the best feelings in the world, she's starting to find. The longer this goes on, the more she might just want Nami's hands specifically on hers, too. ]
[ Nami can feel the shift in Weiss' movements, her hips rising slightly as the other woman's fingers pull a gasp out of her, heat spreading over her skin as she nods eagerly in response. ]
I want that too. [ She says breathlessly, pulling back far enough to let her gaze take in Weiss' face as her fingers quicken some to match Weiss' pace, eager to make her come undone and let herself be pushed over the edge in turn. ]
I'm getting– [ Nami starts, before she cuts herself off with another soft moan, her body steadily starting to tighten around Weiss' fingers. ]
[ Weiss has stopped thinking already. It's her instincts doing all the work, whether it's through the noises she makes, or from how she slips another finger in and tries to stretch Nami's walls a little more from scissoring motions here and there. From all this, she's grown breathless, face so flush, body so addicted to the feeling.
It makes her wonder why they even played chess in the first place, when they could have started doing this earlier on. Another time though, when they aren't both horny, then maybe they'd be able to finish an actual game. Right now, with Weiss' thighs quivering, there's only one thing she wants.
Nami agreeing that she wants that too makes her walls squeeze the other lady's fingers. It gets her to thrust her fingers into Nami a little faster, with a lot more fervour, as if she needs to keep doing this like how much she needs air. ]
[ The way Weiss moves her fingers inside Nami is all it takes to start pushing her over the edge, though she tries to resist the feeling as long as she can, wanting to make good on her word. Her fingers fuck into Weiss' heat, eagerly keeping pace with the way the other woman's thrusting into her, Nami's hips rocking slightly in response to the feeling, ever greedy and wanting to enjoy as much of it as possible.
She moans, unable to stop the low noise from tumbling past her lips as she presses her thumb against Weiss' clit, making circles over the sensitive bud. ]
Oh fuck, Weiss. [ Nami isn't the whimpering type, but right now that's the only way to describe the ragged way she utters the other woman's name, as she trembles and does her best to try and not come before her. ]
[ Weiss' walls clamp down on Nami's fingers, squeezing them tightly as if she wants to keep her in for as long as possible, but at the same time, the tightness of it might make it difficult for Nami to keep moving them inside her as if she's being pushed out.
Either way, Weiss' breathing is heavy, and words become more and more difficult to say by the second. She hears Nami call for her, and it's like music to her ears. Much as she likes being pleasured, there's something incredibly hot when her name is said in the throes of it all when someone's enjoying what she's doing to them. It's why even though it's challenging to speak, she says her partner's name, too. ]
Nami— Nami! [ The way she thrusts her finger into Nami is a little faster this time around, with a bit more push to it. All as her own walls clench so tightly as it feels like she's cumming.
Her toes curl and for a second or two, it feels like everything stops. Weiss' tries to keep at it even though her vision's turned white and her legs feel so weak. Just a little more, the pad of her thumb resting over Nami's clit to rub it, sliding her finger from one side to another at the same time. ]
[ Feeling the silky clutch of her walls as Weiss comes undone, Nami lets the fingers inside Weiss curl, keeping them pressed deep as she encourages her friend to rock her hips and ride out her orgasm. She's so caught up in enjoying every facet of having Weiss like this, Nami's own climax seems to come out of the blue, urged on by the sudden rush of speed as Weiss' fingers fuck into her, leaving her arching up towards the other woman's hand. A ragged moan tumbles past her lips as Nami pitches forward, nodding eagerly as Weiss' fingers and words take her over the brink, leaving her shuddering around and against her hand. ]
I'm–
[ She can't finish the sentence, and really, at this point she doesn't need to, as both of them seem far too incoherent to notice or care about things like that. It's obvious in the way her walls tighten, her body thrumming with her racing pulse, that she's caught in the blissful peak of her own orgasm. Her heartbeat hasn't slowed at all, even after Weiss' fingers have ]
You're… [ With a breathless chuckle, Nami shakes her head, meeting the other woman's eye with a dazed, fond little smile. ] Great at chess.
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Head ducking, hiding a grin against the other woman's skin while she kisses her way along the collar of Weiss' dress Nami's gaze stays trained on the other girl's face. ]
Are you going to take it off so I can see for myself, or do I get to take it off you?
[ She gives Weiss' skin a careful nip as she asks before pulling back long enough to pull her own top off and cast it aside. Unlike Weiss, she didn't think to forgo wearing a bra, but the black lace she opted for that day compliments the sunny freckles that span the tops of her shoulders, and the curves of her body nicely. ]
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She lets out a soft and giddy little laugh after catching herself staring for a second. Right- she was asked a question. ]
I doubt there's any excitement in pulling a zipper down... [ And so, she straightens her back and reaches for the zipper on one side of her dress. With it being the only thing that keeps her outfit together, it slowly slips down as it begins to fan out all the way down to her waist.
It'd be so easy to slip out of the dress entirely, either by letting it pool to the floor if she got back up, or by pulling it up and over her arms, but Weiss isn't in a rush for that at this time. It is a she said though, she isn't wearing anything underneath her dress beyond her panties; her perky breasts now exposed to the cool air.
With that out of the way, she reaches for Nami's hands now that they're free again. Weiss gives her hands a soft tug, urging her to come back closer, guiding those hands to the sides of her chest as she leans in to kiss the other girl again. ]
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It depends on what the zipper is for. [ She counters. This zipper is exciting.
Nami doesn't need much encouragement to get close again, grinning against Weiss' mouth as she's caught in another kiss, the hands the other woman's guided high on her sides, fanning out against her ribs, mapping her curves before roving up to cup her breasts.
Experienced or not, that Weiss isn't shy about what she wants is enough to encourage Nami further, urging her to part her lips and let the tip of her tongue brush against the other woman's bottom lip, tracing over the subtle swell of it as she gently catches Weiss' nipples between her fingers, rolling them between the pads of her fingers slowly. ]
You're going to have to get my bra off. [ The words murmured against Weiss' mouth in a low tease. ] My hands are going to be busy for a while, and I want you to touch me.
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She doesn't wait to let her hands wander, but she doesn't want to seem too excited, either. From holding hands, she rests her hands on Nami's waist, feeling her skin, letting a bit of her own warmth mix with hers. Slowly, she lifts her hands up, letting them explore a bit more, pushing the other girls' breasts up playfully before bringing her hands back. It makes her lean forward, her body pressing up against Nami's in turn. ]
It's a cute bra. Let me take care of it.
[ Her voice is a little hushed now. Nobody else can hear them here, but it just feels like the right thing to do in this situation. To keep her voice down like this— to make it more intimate. Though it might sound like a line, Weiss does actually mean it. Black isn't her colour, but it is cute.
There's no ceremony to it, how Weiss easily unclasps it with a push and a pull, allowing her to slip her hands underneath with little issue. While that seems easy, the rest is still rather unfamiliar territory. But with how her nipples are gradually getting hard and the smile on her face, doesn't seem all that nervous. ]
Have fun with me. I'll do my best with you, too.
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I'm already having fun with you. [ Nami's tone mirrors Weiss' in softness, murky marine eyes catching Weiss' paler, bluer ones in a fleeting stare, raising her eyebrows conspiratorially before bridging the space between their mouths and kissing her again.
The thought of not seeming too eager hasn't been in Nami's mind for a while now, the truffle's effect on her evident in the way she lets her hands flatten against the other woman's back, the tops of her palms rough from a life at sea, but her touch gentle all the same. The deft touch of a pickpocket.
She's not used to being the one with more experience in a situation like this one, but Weiss is encouraging enough that Nami can take what she says to heart, happy to do as the other woman asks, and have a lot of fun with her.
Nami's palm curves over Weiss' ass, hand fitting over the shape of it as the tips of her fingers tease between the other woman's thighs from behind, her other hand running up Weiss' side before cupping one of her breasts again. ]
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Nami hasn't given her a reason to get huffy or to get too embarrassed. It's a lot easier to be playful, to want and to get, and to enjoy. It's easy to help get the straps of Nami's bra off her shoulders and down her arms, and the way her eyes drop down for a few seconds to admire what's now exposed to her shows she isn't embarrassed, either.
There are makings a scar on the right side of her torso, just an inch or so below her breast that goes all the way down to above her tailbone. The rest of her dress still covers it up, but the rough patch of skin would be something Nami would feel from Weiss' back, too. She's small, dainty, and very obviously takes care of her body from just how smooth and perfect she feels, save for that scar there. It isn't something Weiss has ever talked about with anyone, but being impaled by a burning weapon doesn't really make for a fun conversation, especially in a situation like this. Not that she's ashamed— it's a battle scar, one that defines who she is today. ]
You're- [ She laughs, a giddy little one, that shows that she's having fun too. ] You're good with your hands. They feel nice.
[ The gentle touch, yet it feels like it could be more if Nami put more weight to them. There's a little bit of roughness from the touch, but Weiss thinks she prefers it that way. Her own fingers should be calloused from how she handles her sword, but with all the care she puts into taking care of her skin, there's just a hint of roughness from it. She's slow when a hand makes its way to Nami's breast, a curious touch as it hovers over the curve of it for a moment. When she does gain confidence a second later, her fingers splay over what she can touch before they curl for a squeeze.
It's all making her feel hotter. The way she's beginning to explore the other woman's body, hands all over hers, both on her breasts and just below her ass. Weiss has been trying her best to remain calm—maybe Nami would like that—but she's increasingly becoming needy that that cool would go away soon. ]
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Besides, everything else about Weiss is distracting enough, that she couldn't possibly pay special attention to the spot of roughness on the other woman's back, not with her hand still curved over Weiss' ass like it is, and the woman's soft hand moving to cover her breast, touching her in a way she's been waiting for without realizing it. Nami's skin is soft, her body curvy, but the layer of lean muscle beneath is evidence of a life at sea, much like the spray of freckles over her face, and across her shoulders.
The compliment makes Nami laugh, the sound soft and breathless, not as giddy as Weiss' laughter, but no less girlish. Though the casino's pushed a lot of experience on her in a very short time, it's exciting to have another person like this, especially when they're having as much fun with it as Weiss seems to be having. ]
I'm great with my hands. [ She offers, her fingers stretching out, teasing beyond the cleft of the other woman's ass before her fingertips trace over Weiss' folds through the fabric of her panties. ]
Should we lay down?
[ As much fun as she's having teasing Weiss' cunt from behind like this, there's a lot more Nami knows she can do to prove Weiss right. ]
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[ That is to say, she nods, looks back over her shoulder just to see how much she should be backing away. The pod, for how small it is, does provide ample space to actually lay down. And so, Weiss does, rather inelegantly. She doesn't sprawl on the mattress like some sexy pin-up doll, merely shifting and moving her ass back, her feet pushing her backwards at the same time.
She doesn't leave Nami behind, at least. While Weiss does let go of the other girl, her hand drifts down her arm and takes her hand before moving back. It isn't anything like a come hither, but the smile on her face is definitely inviting as she tugs on the hand she's holding. Once her back's against a pillow as she's half laying on the mattress and half seated, ]
Is this better?
[ It makes grabbing her ass a bit more difficult, but she'd listen to Nami if she wants Weiss in any other way. For now, she opens her legs, spreading them a little bit so that she can watch the pirate between them. ]
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Humming low against Weiss' mouth Nami lets her lips part, her tongue brushing against the other woman's bottom lip as she lets go of her hand in favor of letting it run down Weiss' side, guiding her thigh to rest against her hip before her hand slips between her legs again.
Nami's familiar enough with playing the game with another woman that she doesn't hesitate, letting her fingers slip beneath her panties to brush over her folds, kissing her hungrily as she stops herself from touching any further. ]
You're so wet.
[ She teases against the other woman's lips, her fingers tracing over the shape of Weiss' cunt. As much as she's gotten very caught up in the moment, no doubt aided by that truffle, she's still mindful not to get too caught up and do something Weiss might not expect, or even be ready for. ]
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Well, whose fault is that?
[ Certainly not hers. Nami was the one who kept kissing her, who touched her, who's... honestly pretty cool and pretty and— ]
Can you tell me if... there's anything you want me to do?
[ And someone who's rendering her a bit too honest, a bit too dorky, like there's somehow this need to impress this other lady. She gives Nami a bit of a sheepish smile as she gingerly places a hand over the other's wrist, fingers gently caressing and rubbing circles before moving upwards to her arm, doing the same there, too. ]
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Mine, definitely.
[ She sounds as smug as she looks, her eyes flashing in amusement before she leans in again to steal another quick kiss, privately needing a moment to regain her cool in the wake of being asked for direction. Weiss proves again how upfront she can be, and Nami, who's gotten so caught up in running her hands over the other woman's body, is now left suddenly very focused on the slowly building ache between her thighs and how much she wants to be touched.
The hand on her arm leaves her glancing down at it and smiling, aroused, and a little bashful as she figures out how to answer that invitation. ]
I really want you to touch me. [ Anywhere, everywhere, but right now...one finger slips past Weiss' folds, ghosting over her clit before moving lower to circle her entrance, her eyes studying the pale-haired woman's face as she moves, her imagination already leaning into the thought of feeling Weiss touching her like this. ] We could do it together?
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It isn't a bad thing at all! But she's never really touched anyone else but herself. Weiss feels her heart race, Nami's taking the lead leaving her speechless for a moment. Heat courses through her, the finger oh-so-close to her most sensitive spot calling unto her, wanting to be touched. ]
Yeah. [ Nervous as she is, she wants this, too. She's far too charmed and aroused to deny Nami of anything. Not to mention... if she was the one who made the other woman feel good. . . there's something really hot about that.
So she shifts a little, sitting up some and providing a bit more space given what she's thinking. ] You can move here then, I think that might be easier.
[ Weiss, unfortunately, has shorter arms, after all. However it is they get comfortable and make each other feel good, she'll make sure she gives it her all. Her hand runs down Nami's arm again, switching from it to the side of her chest, her waist, 'til it rests just on her hip, thumb running circles on her thigh. And once Nami's within reach, if she does comply to Weiss' request, it becomes all the more easier to let her hand wander inwards, to where her thighs meet. ]
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Looking up at Weiss' face, Nami feels a blush creeping up the back of her neck as she moves to stretch out on her side beside the other woman, one of Nami's hands settling on Weiss' hip, guiding her closer, as the hand Weiss sneaks between her thighs makes her shiver, the needy heat between her thighs flaring insistently.
Nami purses her lips together as the hand on Weiss' hip travels down again, sliding past her panties so she can let her fingers run over her folds again she tips her chin up and lets her mouth catch Weiss' in a slow kiss, her tongue brushing against the seam of the other woman's mouth as the pad of her finger brushes over Weiss' clit. ]
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When Nami kisses her, she can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction from it all. Others might not like to kiss as much, but Weiss finds that she likes it. A lot. She likes it general when people use their mouths, regardless of there they are. On her lips, her neck, her tits, and everywhere else. It makes her more excited, so evident in the way she moans into Nami's mouth, her tongue darting out and looking for her's to dance with, to lick and to taste.
Her clit throbs, moreso when the flat of Nami's finger brushes over it. She chases after that feeling, rolling her hips a little just to rub her arousal against Nami's finger again. And she mimics that motion with her own hand, her index and middle fingers slowly following the path to her entrance over the panties. Just a ghost of a touch at first for a couple of strokes, before she guides her hand back up to slip underneath the waistband the next time around. ]
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Her hips are pulled forward as well as Weiss teases her over her panties, tracing over the damp fabric, and leaving her heart racing in anticipation before delving beneath to touch her directly. A soft moan escapes her as Nami's finger traces lower, drifting away from Weiss' clit to tease around her entrance, enjoying the slick heat before her touch shifts again, using that slickness on her finger to glide over Weiss' clit again, pressing down more firmly this time, eager to make the other woman moan again. ]
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With her hand slipping beneath the waistband and making direct contact with Nami's skin, goosebumps raid her arms and her neck. Add Nami's fingers tracing lower, her entrance not only so hot, but also coating those fingers nicely. With a shudder, Weiss dares to do the same thing, slender, well-cared for, and smooth fingers hovering over Nami's heat, her middle finger curving ever so slightly not to breach anything but to test the waters and get her finger wet. Weiss does it a couple more times, carefully, before moving back up to find Nami's sensitive nub and get that wet, too.
Much as Weiss wants to look, she finds her eyes forcing closed thanks to what Nami's doing to her, too. She'll try and fight it later, but as she mimics what's being done to her with her own hand for the other girl's pleasure, she's unable to look. It's taking a bit of concentration to keep moving while she's also on the receiving end of some pleasure... When Weiss does manage to open her eyes, she turns to Nami, lips agape, the lust so obvious in her glassy blue eyes. ]
Kiss me.
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Anytime you want.
[ Nami's voice is pitched low as a rule, but desire's added a layer of huskiness to it that tilts towards an almost inviting purr before she punctuates that promise with the kiss Weiss asked her for.
It's then that Nami's finger slips low again, delving towards that slick heat as a second digit joins the first, her body shifting closer to Weiss' as she slowly lets those fingers sink inside her, taking her time and paying close attention to her other woman's responses, not wanting to do more than Weiss is ready for. ]
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Even touching Nami is exciting. The idea of slipping her fingers in is exciting, and she does just so after a good few rubs, the pad of her middle finger giving her clit a lot of attention before dipping back down, coating itself again with Nami's slick.
Only when Nami sinks another finger inside does Weiss follow suit with just one of hers, mimicking the gesture to learn from it and also to have the other woman feel what she's doing. Weiss lets out a soft moan at the contact, both from what she feels inside and the own wetness that's coated her finger. ]
Oh— yeah...
[ While she doesn't wiggle her finger around, she does start with experimental come hither motions, listening and feeling for any cues she might get from the other girl. ]
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She lets her tongue drag lightly over the swell of Weiss' bottom lip before her mouth claims hers again, licking into her mouth while her thumb shifts to press gently against the other woman's clit, stroking slow circles over it. ]
Your fingers feel perfect. [ Nami whispers against Weiss' mouth, her cheeks flushing pink. ]
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Yeah? Yours too.
[ Weiss really isn't the type to curse, but she might as well be doing so in her mind. Someone else's hands on her is one of the best feelings in the world, she's starting to find. The longer this goes on, the more she might just want Nami's hands specifically on hers, too. ]
I want us to come together.
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I want that too. [ She says breathlessly, pulling back far enough to let her gaze take in Weiss' face as her fingers quicken some to match Weiss' pace, eager to make her come undone and let herself be pushed over the edge in turn. ]
I'm getting– [ Nami starts, before she cuts herself off with another soft moan, her body steadily starting to tighten around Weiss' fingers. ]
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It makes her wonder why they even played chess in the first place, when they could have started doing this earlier on. Another time though, when they aren't both horny, then maybe they'd be able to finish an actual game. Right now, with Weiss' thighs quivering, there's only one thing she wants.
Nami agreeing that she wants that too makes her walls squeeze the other lady's fingers. It gets her to thrust her fingers into Nami a little faster, with a lot more fervour, as if she needs to keep doing this like how much she needs air. ]
Yeah... just a little more!
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She moans, unable to stop the low noise from tumbling past her lips as she presses her thumb against Weiss' clit, making circles over the sensitive bud. ]
Oh fuck, Weiss. [ Nami isn't the whimpering type, but right now that's the only way to describe the ragged way she utters the other woman's name, as she trembles and does her best to try and not come before her. ]
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Either way, Weiss' breathing is heavy, and words become more and more difficult to say by the second. She hears Nami call for her, and it's like music to her ears. Much as she likes being pleasured, there's something incredibly hot when her name is said in the throes of it all when someone's enjoying what she's doing to them. It's why even though it's challenging to speak, she says her partner's name, too. ]
Nami— Nami! [ The way she thrusts her finger into Nami is a little faster this time around, with a bit more push to it. All as her own walls clench so tightly as it feels like she's cumming.
Her toes curl and for a second or two, it feels like everything stops. Weiss' tries to keep at it even though her vision's turned white and her legs feel so weak. Just a little more, the pad of her thumb resting over Nami's clit to rub it, sliding her finger from one side to another at the same time. ]
Come on...
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I'm–
[ She can't finish the sentence, and really, at this point she doesn't need to, as both of them seem far too incoherent to notice or care about things like that. It's obvious in the way her walls tighten, her body thrumming with her racing pulse, that she's caught in the blissful peak of her own orgasm. Her heartbeat hasn't slowed at all, even after Weiss' fingers have ]
You're… [ With a breathless chuckle, Nami shakes her head, meeting the other woman's eye with a dazed, fond little smile. ] Great at chess.
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