[ The pointed swat gets a soft laugh of surprise out of Nami. Weiss is commanding, sure, but it's not often she finds herself on the receiving end of moments like these. Just like with most things she's shared with Weiss, Nami realizes very quickly that she enjoys it, and when Weiss' fingers slip closer to the apex of her thighs, she can't help the grin that spreads across her face, or the low hum of approval that escapes her. ]
I'm not convinced, Weiss. What if I want to see what you're like when you're not nice?
[ And she could egg her on by wiggling again, but as Weiss' hand drifts closer to where Nami's slowly starting to ache to feel her, she keeps that challenge reduced to another smirk over her shoulder, carefully lifting her hips in order to move closer to her hand. ]
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I'm not convinced, Weiss. What if I want to see what you're like when you're not nice?
[ And she could egg her on by wiggling again, but as Weiss' hand drifts closer to where Nami's slowly starting to ache to feel her, she keeps that challenge reduced to another smirk over her shoulder, carefully lifting her hips in order to move closer to her hand. ]