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sanjisboyfie · 5 months

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in a world of boys, he's a gentleman

requested by: @benitobissexual absolute king ty for this beautiful prompt yumZ 🫰🏼

-> nami x sugar daddy male reader

-> silent pining. like theyre so downbad for each other , i feel like i made them so annoying and lowkey...pathetic ooooooopsssssss ubt all forgiven since theyre cuties at the end guys // i probably will publish the [part 2 - nsfw] later in the day <3

there was an odd domesticity that lived in [name]’s luxurious apartment. nami sighed, looking out the windows (floor to ceiling, by the way) and ran a hand through her fiery hair, feeling herself thank whatever god was up in the sky for the life she was blessed in obtaining.

“you never make enough coffee for two,” a voice spoke from behind her, making her lips naturally curl up into a smile. she turned around, seeing the man that made it all possible stroll into the kitchen space from her position in the living room. his figure moved elegantly and carefully, despite being in his own home, and his shoulders made him look like he took up even more space than he really did.

“cause you can make your own,” she teased back, kneeling onto the couch and watching as he rolled his eyes at her. instead of brewing his own cup, he came walking over and sat in front of her.

“the audacity, wearing my shirt, drinking out of my mug, with the coffee beans i bought,” he said with a smirk, obviously joking. nami didn’t fight his hands when he reached for her cup (his cup) and brought the steaming hot drink to his lips.

“the audacity for the man that pays for me to be here to be lecturing me,” she shot back, laughing when he dramatically clutched his chest as if he was in pain. she moved forward, crawling to be in between his legs and putting her hands on his hips. “are you busy today?”

sometimes, nami wished that she could have had a better read on [name] and his expressions. they have had this dynamic for over a year now and he was still the hardest book to read. no matter how many times nami had told him that he can touch her, just simply touch her, not even anything sexual, he never really did.

it was always polite brushes of his hand on her hips and waist to guide her through a crowd, or his fingers simply gracing over her own to get her attention, or how he would only ever bring her body close to his if they were in a crowded space.

this reserved act of his pissed nami off a little bit. it made her feel as if her appeal, her natural attractiveness and beauty, had no affect on [name]. and she would never, ever boil her worth down to how a man reacted to her.

no, that wasn’t what she was doing now.

what she was doing and feeling now was all related to how she wanted [name] to show some sort of positive reaction to her touch and company because he was [name]. she liked him! obviously she would want him to show some interest in her.

and sure, he did. pretty strictly, only numerical values. from the day they met to now, [name] had never touched nami in a sexual way, or even in ways that alluded to promiscuity.

she liked [name]. he was a gentleman, a true, kind man, that really respected her comfortability and happiness. there was never a time that she ever felt the least bit unsafe in his company. she liked the safe haven he provided to her. at first it was just about keeping that steady income of money, but after getting to know [name], she really cherished him for his personality and for who he was and what he believed in.

that’s why, right now she was kind of getting pissed off. she was sitting right in between his legs, hands on his bare skin, and looking up at him expectingly. and all he was doing was nursing the cup of coffee in his hands with a look on his face that screamed that his mind was thinking of something else. something else unrelated to the beautiful woman in front of him.

nami huffed at his lack of response, snapping him out of his daze. he brought his hand underneath her chin, gently tapping up against it with his knuckle and laughing at her pout.

“not busy if you wanna do something, doll. you wanna go out with me today?” he offered, making her nod her head in agreement.

without further explanation, she took the mug from his hands and placed it onto a coaster on the coffee table and pushed him down onto the couch. he was shocked at her actions, but didn’t fight it. and now she was practically straddling his waist, a grin on her face as he looked up at her expectingly.

“let’s stay in for a little while longer, then we can go out shopping,” she planned, making his pearly whites come into clear vision for her. then her eyes trailed off from his beautiful smile and then down to his hands, which were just resting and at his sides.

she just wished he’d have at least hold onto her waist or legs, some sort of touch that he initiated.

was she really that dismissive of a presence to be around?

she sighed, going down to press her chest to his own and resting her cheek against his shoulder. he took the remote and began playing a random channel on the tv for them to watch.

meanwhile, in [name]’s mind, he was fighting every single urge within him to not indulge himself in the woman that was on top of him. nami was really going to be the death of him. surely, she was going to be the death of him before she was the death of his wallet.

she was an alluring woman, that knew exactly how to get what she wanted with a clear goal in mind of what it was that she wanted. from their first meeting that point was made clear. [name]’s hands clenched at his sides, fighting the urge to just run his hands through her hair, hold onto the bare skin of her thighs — that were currently slotted in between his legs, or even just resting them on her back.

he restricted his movement in touching her, keeping a strong resistance to her natural charm and beauty.

[name] had promised himself the moment he went into this environment of sugar daddies and sugar babies — he’d never touch them first or at all for that matter. he would never initiated any truly intimate moments with any of his clients. because he assumed they were only there for his money, which was fine!, but because of that assumption, he never really offered anything beyond that. and he didn’t want nami to think he was expecting anything beyond that transactional relationship.

besides, it was in their contract to begin with: no sexual favors in exchange of money were to happen between the two parties.

and, obviously, not every touch between two people would lead to sex. but for [name], if he was given the approval from nami that he could caress her curves, he doesn’t think he’d be able to resist. he doesn’t think of nami as just an object for lust, she was so much more than that. but if he were given free reign in exploring her body from the woman herself, he doesn’t think he’d be able to hold back.

even if the signs of permission were “obvious” with nami batting her perfect lashes up at him or her taking initiative in pushing him down onto the couch first and climbing onto his lap, he wouldn’t take anything but her word as permission.

in nami’s head, though, she was frustrated because at this point her willingness to be touched by [name] was so obvious at this point. she nuzzled her cheek against his skin, trying to use that as a physical distraction from her thoughts.

quickly, she grew bored of the show on the television and lifted her head from his naked chest.

“let’s go?” she questioned, watching as he easily nodded his head in confirmation.

it was the weekend so he didn’t have to worry about work obligations, at least.

“go get dressed, pretty, there’s new clothes for you in the closet,” she felt her smile become even wider, moving forward to press a brief peck to his cheek before she was excitedly running to the walk in closet that was all hers.

everything custom fitted to her measurements, [name] made sure only to get the best clothes for his best girl.

and as [name] sat up from the couch, he groaned when his pants get tighter. he cursed, shaking his head to physically rid himself from the memory of what nami’s body felt so closely pressed against his. her frame was much smaller in comparison to his, that was enough to get his heart pounding and mind racing, but the fact that all of her body weight was put onto him and he felt that she was as light as a feather.

how easily he could lift her

he stood up and walked to his own closet, opening one of the many drawers to pick his outfit. he changed out of his sweats, into a loose pair of slacks and a black dress shirt to drape over his torso. as he was going through his options for a tie, nami poked her head into the spacious room.

“can you zip me?”

“really? it’s only midday and you’re already going for a dress,” he teased, turning around to see her figure coming towards him, “can’t complain when you look so beautiful in them, though,”

“took the words out of my mouth,” she said, pinching his arm, “be grateful this is all yours,”

he didn’t bother correcting her, biting back his tongue to prevent himself from saying, “even though i wish we were, we’re not each others to have.” that would have just easily killed the mood. so instead, he lifted his hands to pull the zipper of her dress up her spine until he was finished.

”look beautiful, nami,” he repeated, noting the color of her dress and finding a tie to match it.

“also, you’re not one to talk,” she commented, “not when you’re fitting yourself into that suit to make yourself even more handsome,”

he brushed her compliment aside, offering her nothing but a chuckle. and she sent him a dirty look over her shoulder, one that he didn’t pick up on, when she realized he wasn’t at all acknowledging her flirtatious tone.

she went back to her room with a roll of her eyes, finishing up her look with a mini purse of her favorite brand into her hands and a pair of heels on her feet. one would think they were uncomfortable to walk in all day, but when [name] would dotingly massage her feet and legs at the end of the day, it was all worth it.

“ready, pretty?” that petname he gave her sends her into a euphoric state each time.

“ready,” she confirmed, smiling when he lifted his arms for her to loop her own through. with her wearing heels, their height difference was less obtrusive and allowed them to walk arm in arm with one another easily. maybe that was a secret reason for nami on why she loved wearing heels so much.

as they rode the elevator, [name] grinned when he saw her taking some pictures of them standing next to one another. with a smooth maneuver, nami was able to make him drape one of his arms over her shoulder, which made for a perfect photo. and when they walked out of the elevator, those in the lobby turned their heads to catch sight of [name] and nami.

he squeezed her shoulder softly, guiding her to the sleek black car that the valet just brought to the front of the apartment building. he opened the passenger side for her first, softly shutting it before walking over to the driver’s seat.

nami pretended her heart didn’t flutter when she saw [name] easily hand the valet two hundred dollars as a tip. god, seeing a man so easily throw his money aside with no worries was really unreasonably attractive. another new thing nami had learned about herself over their relationship: the way [name] doesn’t flaunt his money, but somehow still makes it known he has more than enough was really attractive.

he never boasted about his wealth, but he would slide his card over to any restaurant at the end of the night — not even bothering to look at the total. just hands his black card to the waitress, who briefly marvels at the sight, and doesn’t even bat an eye.

he had made it clear that if they were together, no matter the setting, he would never let her pay for anything.

it made him so much more attractive to nami, [name] being so confidently financially stable and never failing to spoil her. she didn’t want to sound like a material girl because truly she wasn’t, but [name] does woo her very often with how purposefully he throws his money at her.

“hm, there was a new place that opened down at the mall, we can go there,” he offered, placing the directions into the gps and starting the car. she hummed in confirmation, watching as his fingers glided over the screen before latching onto the wheel of the car. without wasting a beat, she took his right hand and placed it into her own, playing with his fingers with a grin on her face.

he didn’t pay her fiddling any mind, driving just as comfortably with just one hand on the wheel. nami pretended, once again, that that sight didn’t make her stomach do flips.

before nami knew it, they were already at their destination and the second most exciting part of her day was going to start soon. her first exciting moment on days like this is when she gets to wake up beside [name]. second, when she can use his credit card on anything she wanted.

[name] allowed himself to be dragged through the street into the store, a pleasant smile on his face.

“oh, this place is so cute, [name]!” she said the moment they stepped through the shop’s doors, “this is so cute. do you like it, [name]?”

“i think it would look amazing on you, darling,” he said, before putting his finger under his chin, “but i feel like this style suits you more,” he motioned to a mannequin that was wearing a different dress.

she took note of his taste and observation, dropping the product she was just holding and going over to him, “you’re right, i really like it a lot,” she praised, eyes practically shining as she picked up the piece from the clothing rack.

it was a long dress and skin tight. it was body-hugging and that was what nami loved more than half the time. she loved her body and loved to flaunt it, especially if it was for [name] — in the clothes that [name] bought for her.

she grinned, taking it into her arms and walking over to [name] to announce she was going to keep it. without saying another word, he took the clothes from her arms and told her to keep looking in case anything else caught her eye. she grinned ear to ear at his nonchalance, resisting the urge to pull him down by his tie to kiss his cheek.

she had never felt being spoiled to her heart’s content until she met [name]. and at first she thought that was why she had began feeling romantic attraction to him: his money. but over time, she realized that she had just fallen head over heels for his entire personality. he was so kind and understanding.

“this place is bigger than i imagined,” she heard from behind her, smiling softly when she saw some more clothes that [name] had picked out in his arms, “i thought you might like these, of course, you can pick and choose which you’d like-”

“they all look great, you have good taste [name],” she said, running her fingers over the racks of clothes, “give yourself more credit,”

“well, it’s only when it comes to you,” he commented, shrugging, “so used to seeing what you wear and buy, i just remember your preferences,”

her heart skipped beats and she felt her cheeks become hotter. [name] and his smooth talking were going to be the death of her.

the man hovered behind her, his hands lightly playing with the ends of her hair as she looked through the clothes. eventually, she got bored of the selection and told him that she wanted to go to a different store. he smiled, offering her his arm to hold as they approached the counter.

she didn’t bother hiding the proud smile on her face as she held onto his arm, manicured nails gently tracing the skin. she looked at the total her clothes went up to, hearts in her eyes as [name] easily tapped his card against the device without even blinking at the price.

“where do you want to go next, nami?” he asked gently, turning his head away from the cashier that was bagging their (nami’s) goods. the orange-haired woman hummed, tilting her head to the side in thought.

she had seen that prada had dropped their fall collection, but it wasn’t really her cup of tea. if anything, dior’s was a much better selection. she easily said her answer to him, smiling when he accepted her choice. as he took the bags from the woman behind the counter, nami saw how she was in awe of the entire transaction.

as [name]’s back was turned, the woman even mouthed to nami “wow” which only made nami's grin widen.

“do you ever think about what would our lives have been if we didn’t meet each other?” nami asked as they walked through the minimally busy mall, “i mean, i obviously think about it a lot, but does it ever cross your mind?”

[name] looked at her in interest at her sudden question, but answered easily, “i think about how my days would have been much more boring if you didn’t accept my offer. i mean, none of my past relationships with the others ever was beyond the dinner table. which i was fine with, but i’m glad that you had opened up more around me, you’re so exciting and fun to be around that i think if we hadn’t met, i’d be living a really uneventful life,”

nami’s heart hammered against her chest at his confession, hiding her ablaze face by pressing her cheek against [name]’s bicep and resting her head there as they walked. the man looked anywhere, but nami, to try and distract himself from the woman on his arm. if he had stopped and looked at her blushing face any longer, he would have definitely just taken her into his arms and kissed her as if they were the last two people on earth.

what he didn’t know was that nami wanted just that.

the two arrived at the luxury store, the man at the door greeting their familiar faces with a kind “hello” and allowing them into the store. the moment they stepped in, the staff was already tending to them. one woman walked up to them with a circular tray, two glasses of champagne in her hold. nami took it with a grin while [name] politely rejected the offer. the next staff member immediately dragged nami away to show her their newest collection in a private fitting room.

knowing that he can trust those in nami’s company, he patiently stayed back and roamed the rest of the store.

“so, sir, when are you going to make it official between the two of you?” a voice from beside of him asked.

he looked at the figure, their wide eyes blinking rapidly at him. before he could evne properly respond to the man’s question, he just continued on, “she looks at you with nothing but love! she loves you! from the first time the two of you had stepped into this store to now, she has been silent in her feelings, but trust me they’re there,”

[name] put his hands up, showing the man he needed to slow down, “you’re really overwhelming, you know that?” it was a rhetorical question, but it seemed the man took it seriously with the way he just shrugged his shoulders uncaringly. “and secondly, there’s no way that’s true. nami and i are just committing to a transactional relationship.”

the unnamed staff deadpanned at [name], looking at him as if he were stupid, “there’s no way you’re this oblivious…”

“i’m not oblivious, i’m realistic!”

“your perception of what the reality is is especially far away from the truth is,” the man said, looking at [name] in disappointment, “we all can see it,”

[name] turned his head around at the other staff, who ducked their heads away from his gaze since they were caught eavesdropping in their conversation. [name] pinched the bridge of his nose at their mentality, but only sighed to hold off his obvious annoyance.

”i’m telling you, what you’re saying is far from the truth. nami sees me as nothing more than my wallet, which i am fine with,” [name] explained, “but there’s absolutely no way she feels the same way about me as i do her-”

[name]’s e/c eyes widened at his indirect confession, and of course to his luck, the man in front of him dropped his jaw in realization too.

“see!! you like her as well!” [name] resisted the urge of clamping his hand down on the man’s face, shushing him loudly to drown out his loud exclamation from reaching anyone else’s ears.

“it’s not “as well” it’s just me liking her and her not returning my feelings!” [name] scolded, genuine annoyance shining through his usually calm demeanor, “i can’t believe this is what you want to talk about with me! i feel like this is hardly appropriate.”

“you two have been playing this game for too long, someone had to say something,”

“and like i said, there’s no game being played. i’m the one that knows her, not you, i think i can read her emotions pretty well,” [name] sighed, glaring at the man before turning his head around to try and find nami. if only she could save him from this guy and his uncomfortable questions.

“you’re blind in love to even notice how she feels, that’s exactly how it always plays out,”

“i can’t do this anymore,” [name] said, walking away from the conversation with his hands in the air in exasperation. despite his status of wealth, there were some times his childish side had shone through his trained, guarded demeanor. and when he was confronted on his genuine feelings that he had for nami, that side of himself made itself obvious.

it was because he was afraid of verbalizing his feelings, scared that she would possibly overhear it and then their entire relationship crumble.

“[name]? are you alright, your face is getting quite red,” nami said, waltzing forward to meet him halfway, a worried look on her face, “are you feeling okay? you’re not sick, are you?”

her hand came up to his forehead and pressed it lightly to his skin to gauge the temperature. but he just shook his head, taking her hand in his and holding it. he smiled at her cute expression, once again having to fight the urge to kiss her.

“i’m alright, just got a hot flash or something,” he noticed that she was carrying some clothes in her arms, so he immediately moved to free her hands of them. “is this all you wanted, nami?”

“yeah, they’re really cute, i’ll give you the usual runway show when we get home,” she teased, making his smile grow in size, “but i think i wanna try their new heels on.” an attendant walked over to [name] and took the clothes off of his hands, allowing nami to grab ahold of his wrist to drag him to their shoe section.

he plopped himself down onto the lounge chair and watched nami carefully skim the variety of heels and flats. she took a cute pair of black heels with a bow tied in the back and walked back to [name] with an excited grin on her face. wordlessly, he moved to kneel in front of her now sitting figure to undo the clasp of the heels she was already wearing.

taking her ankle gently into his hold, he tried to ignore how intimate their actions were. the feeling of the staff all watching the scene unfold didn’t help his case of blushing cheeks in calming down. nami’s breathing hitched ever so slightly as she felt [name]’s hands expertly remove the heels from her feet, trying her best to relax.

she never got this flustered with anyone else. [name] was so unintentionally talented in getting her to feel all sorts of emotions she’s never experienced before. she also thinks of how the sight of [name] kneeling in front of her was one she would never get tired of, ever.

he replaced the heel on her foot with the one she picked out, delicately tying the bow back into its pretty position before repeating the action with the next. his fingers remained confident in touching her, skin to skin, but they still were only fleeting touches.

then he looked up at her and nami almost swore under her breath. with him looking up at her past his eyelashes and subtle smile on his handsome face, she should have pulled him up to her height by his collar and kissed him. but of course, all she did was reach out for his hand to hold hers to steady herself in standing up.

“they’re perfect,” she breathed out, watching [name]’s reaction in the mirror. but all she got was a dazed look on his face as he watched her movement with utmost concentration. it was as if he were trying to memorize what she looked like now. and his e/c eyes bearing into her every movement made her feel embarassed.

“sir [name], wouldn’t you agree?” a new voice joined the conversation. and the man grimaced at the familiar tone, recognizing the staff member to be the one that was previously lecturing [name] on his feelings for nami.

he threw him a warning glare, a subtle look, before nodding his head in agreement.

“she looks beautiful, as always. the heels simply make her even more breathtaking,” he complimented, flashing a smile to nami. then he nervously gulped, eyes trained on her long legs before raking upward until he reached the part of her thighs that the dress she was wearing began covering. when his eyes flitted upwards to meet her eyes, he almost flinched in surprise at how she was already looking at him.

internally, he cursed himself in so obviously ogling her. labelling himself a creep for so blatantly looking her up and down. meanwhile, nami was feeling a surge of confidence bloom in her chest at how she had caught [name] showing obvious attraction to her.

the attendant merely sighed at their shenanigans, offering to ring the two of them up at the counter to conclude their shopping spree.

now, the two were walking through the mall with bags of new clothes for nami’s closet and bashful looks on both of their faces.

“how about lunch?” [name] offered, thinking of the perfect, quiet place, “there was a new place i wanted to try with you, if you don’t mind,”

“i don’t mind at all,” she answered easily, tucking a strand of her fiery hair behind her ear as she let [name] guide her gently back to their car. the bags were carefully placed in the back seat before they were off to their next destination.

in the near silence of the car, the two were left to their own thoughts. nami was thinking of how hungrily [name] was staring at her earlier, blushing and smiling to herself at the memory. [name] on the other hand kept thinking back to how intimately he was touching nami and eyeing her figure, bringing his hand to rest on the window to his left so he could subtly cover his mouth with his hand.

finally, the two arrived at the restaurant and nami’s eyes glowed at the extravagant, but cute, decorations. she immediately reached out for [name]’s arm to hold as they walked towards the entrance.

[name] spoke to the hostess briefly before they were seated in a more quiet, tucked away part of the restaurant. the place wasn’t busy, but there were still a couple others people in their company.

“this place is beautiful,” she said, looking at the menu with curiousity, “they even have my favorite here!”

[name] grinned in pride, nodding as he spoke, “i looked into restaurants in the area that had your favorite, but the only ones that had good enough reviews were pretty far from home. so, since we were in the area of this one and i remember reading good things about it, it was the perfect chance to try,”

nami looked at him with furrowed brows, “you remembered my favorite?”

easily, he responded, “of course, what type of boy-” he cut himself off with a cough before continuing with a stammer in his voice, “what type of…” he tried again, rewording the sentence entirely, “how could i not know your favorite at this point! that’s what i meant to say, sorry…”

nami blinked at him for a couple of seconds before tearing her eyes away from him. lifting the menu up to cover the bottom half of her face, she gave herself the freedom to smile as wide as she wanted to.

‘he almost said boyfriend,’ she thought to herself with a newfound blush.

their conversation after his slip up was still comfortable, nami not bothering to bring it up, and they were going back to laughing and enjoying each others company without worries. the food was delicious, [name] ordering nami her favorite drink as well, and grinning whenever she hummed on about how this was going to be her favorite restaurant.

after [name] handed the waitress his card, once again not even bothering to look at the total of what the check came out to be, he slid over a couple bills towards nami that added up to a total of five hundred in cash.

she was going to refuse, but he didn’t allow her the chance to, giving her a warning glare. she really didn’t like this aspect of their lunches or dinners together. after each sit down restaurant [name] and her visited, he would pay her a couple hundred dollars. it only reminded her of how this really wasn’t the relationship she so desperately wanted it to be.

but after his slip up earlier, there was no way she wasn’t going to fight for it to be more.

the ride home was filled with conversation regarding a bunch of different things, but mainly just to fill the silence. and when they arrived back to the apartment complex, [name] handed off the keys to the valet of the building. he forced all the bags of nami’s to fit in one hand, so that his other one could remain free on resting on the small of her back to guide her.

and as the elevator brought them up to the top floor, nami grinned to herself as the perfect plan spawned in her head. usually after their day spent together, [name] would put all the new clothes he had bought for nami straight into her closet and then slide her over another check for her company. then he’d offer her the room to sleep in or to call for a cab to take her home.

right after he finished putting her clothes away, she would ask her what he had meant by what he said in the restaurant. she didn’t want to bother “beating around the bush” anymore. there was no way she could just live with that memory of what he said without pestering him for more answers.

so they separated for a moment, [name] going to put her clothes away and her going to change back into more comfortable clothes. the dress she was wearing was thrown onto the bed and the oversized shirt of [name]’s was her new “dress.” a pair of pajama shorts finished her outfit, making her grin at the comfortability.

and now all she had to do was wait for [name] to join her in the living room.

when he did walk out to meet her, a comfortable pair of sweatpants and a loose shirt adorning his figure, nami had to pressure herself to really ask [name] the question on her mind.

“so, since we spent more than half the day together, i was thinking of giving you a thousand,” [name] said, getting straight to the point. under the assumption that was the only reason nami ever stayed, he didn’t want to waste her personal time.

but when shocked him was when her hand went on top of his, to stop him from writing it out onto the check. he looked up at her in confusion, tilting his head in inquiry. she only responded with that pretty smile of hers.

”what’s wrong? i can give you more than just a thousa-”

”what did you mean when you said boyfriend earlier?” she asked, getting it out all in one breath before she could stop herself.

[name] audibly gulped before urging himself to answer, “it was nothing! it was nothing,” he said, trying to convince himself of that fact, “it was really nothing, ha, the guy in the store was just going on and on about shit that wasn’t even true, it put my whole head in a mess,” his hands were nervously playi

“what was he saying?” nami asked, subtly bringing her body closer to [name]’s as she tried to get him to blatantly say it.

noticing her movement, [name] nervously looked anywhere but her plush thighs that were sitting right in front of him. but then, in his desperate need of avoiding her beautiful features, he locked eyes with her own. and that only made him more nervous.

“he was just saying a bunch of bullshit, like i said. it wasn’t anything, nami, really,” he said, pleadingly looking at her to drop the subject. but she was going to let that happen. not with that smirk on her lips.

“no, what did he say to you that made you call yourself my boyfriend?”

“i didn’t! it was an honest slip up!” he defended himself, but she didn’t look pleased with just that as an explanation. so he sighed before continuing to explain, “he basically was talking about how we’re in love with each other or something, which i know is untrue because it just can’t be. there’s no way you feel the same way- i mean, there’s no way-”

nami grinned at the confession, as well as the panic that flashed over [name]’s face at his wording. there’s no other reason for him to be panicked unless he accidentally spoke the truth on how he really felt. with that mental note encouraging her, nami was leaning forward and kissing [name] without a second to waste.

instinctively, he returned the kiss, desperately pressing further into her action and almost groaning at the feeling of her lips against his own. but just as fast as he kissed back, he pulled away.

“no, no,” he said under his breath, a look of panic on his face, “nami, this isn’t what i wanted — you don’t have to do this, we agreed nothing like this was going to happen when we signed that contract-”

“fuck the contract,” she breathed out, still on cloud nine from their first kiss, “[name], i like you a lot and it’s not because of your money. i just want you, [name], i mean it. so tell me, do you like me back or did i make a fool of myself?”

there was silence as [name] processed her words. and the two stayed in that silence for a couple seconds longer before [name] asked, “do you really mean that? you like me?”

she nodded in confirmation, eyes still trained on [name]’s glistening lips. then those lips spread into a grin as he replied, “i like you too, nami, from the moment i saw you i was just in a trance,” his hands rested on her hips and she had to bite down on her lip to prevent a noise of ecstasy escaping.

he was finally touching her where she wanted him to. all that longing and tension had built up to its limit and it was going to finally be freely released.

“i want you, too,” he whispered, leaning forward to bury his nose into her neck, breathing in her scent, “fuck, nami, i’ve waited so long for this,”

“why didn’t you ever do anything?” she asked, hands going to grip the roots of his hair as he peppered wet kisses onto the skin of her neck, “i always thought you weren’t interested.”

“no, no, i always wanted you, you were all i thought about,” he confessed, pulling away to show the sincerity in his eyes, “but i didn’t want you to think i saw you as just something for me to use. that’s why i never wanted our contract to say anything about sexual favors,”

nami smiled at the sweetness of his words, leaning forward to kiss him one more time. his sincerity and genuine admiration he had for her didn’t go unappreciated. now that she knew that that was why he was reserved in touching her, she honestly felt her heart flutter at the amount of respect [name] revered her with.

it only made him more attractive, made nami more eager to kick start their newfound relationship off with a shift in their dynamic. to show just how much longing they were feeling for each other. and when nami sets her mind on something, she always finds a way to get it.

[name] was going to give it to her, provide that feeling of euphoria to her. spoil her rotten until all she could think about was how lucky she was that she had [name] wrapped around her pretty little finger.

and just like he had been doing for the past year, [name] would make her the happiest woman in the world, all throughout the night.

something about nami just being a blushing mess because of [name] is just so chefs kiss. oh and if you didnt rlly like this one tht amuch, i have so many more one shots for these two, im excited to publish themmm (mini series moment) also shiutout random dior employee someone had to snap [name] out of it and even that wasnt a realistic situation it had to be done 🫰🏼

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