[ For the time being, it works to her plans, that he doesn't undress fully, although in truth she wouldn't complain if he had. Scars and all, Basch is still beautiful to look at, by Nami's metric. If anything, they make him more so, the marks on his body a testament to how much he can take and still keep going. She knows something about survival, the tattoo on her forearm and the still pink scars stabbed into the skin surrounding it, a silent testament to that. ]
Sounds like you went looking for a story like that on purpose.
[ Nami teases gently from behind Basch, waiting for him to settle in his chair before she moves close to smooth her fingers through his hair, adjusting the way it lays against the back of his neck and the very tops of his shoulders before stepping back to look him over thoughtfully. ]
Get the book ready, so I can pose you while you're holding it. [ Even though she's leaned into giving him orders, some part of her aware it'll put them both more at ease, Nami keeps her tone gentle, as though she's unable to suppress her fondness for Basch entirely. ]
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Date: 2024-04-30 01:29 am (UTC)Sounds like you went looking for a story like that on purpose.
[ Nami teases gently from behind Basch, waiting for him to settle in his chair before she moves close to smooth her fingers through his hair, adjusting the way it lays against the back of his neck and the very tops of his shoulders before stepping back to look him over thoughtfully. ]
Get the book ready, so I can pose you while you're holding it. [ Even though she's leaned into giving him orders, some part of her aware it'll put them both more at ease, Nami keeps her tone gentle, as though she's unable to suppress her fondness for Basch entirely. ]