Applying Sunscreen
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After a moment, Nami shifted her position, breaking the comfortable silence. She looked up at Orion, a coy smile on her face as she held out a bottle of sunscreen. "Orion, could you...?" she asked, her voice laced with an innocent note of pleading.
"Of course," he answered without hesitation, taking the bottle from her. He didn't miss the satisfied gleam in her eyes, nor the soft chuckle that slipped past her lips. He made sure to pour a generous amount of lotion onto his hands, warming it between his palms.
Orion, taking in Nami's playful request, emitted a soft chuckle. His gaze momentarily turned thoughtful, a reflective glint shimmering in his eyes as he remembered his own mantra. For every measure given, respond with double. This time, he decided, he would approach the task with twice the intensity and focus.
"Alright, Nami," he said, a hint of amusement tingeing his words. The first touch of his hands against her skin was met with a slight flinch from the coolness of the lotion, but she quickly relaxed under his firm, yet gentle touch.
His hands danced over the slender column of her neck, the soft murmurs of the ocean in the background, accompanying his careful movements. His fingers traced the ridge of her collarbone, creating a pathway of lotion, a physical testament to his deliberate touch. He felt her soft laughter tickle the underside of his hand, making him smirk.
"You're ticklish?" Orion teased, his fingers skimming down her sides, eliciting a burst of laughter from Nami. She attempted to squirm away, but his grip was firm, gently anchoring her in place. "Stay still or I might miss a spot," he warned, an impish grin playing on his lips.
His hands continued their journey, the softness of her stomach giving way to the lean strength of her legs. Nami's laughter faded away, replaced by an approving hum as Orion worked the lotion into her skin.
"Turn around," Orion whispered into her ear, his voice a tantalizing combination of assertiveness and warmth.
Nami's eyes were half-closed, a testament to the pleasure she felt from the impromptu massage. The corners of her lips curled upwards, and a soft whimper escaped her lips as she bit her lip and obeyed his command. Her body pivoted on the sun-warmed towel, presenting her back to him.
Orion watched the shift in her posture, taking a moment to appreciate the sight before him. His gaze traveled the length of her back, tracing the outline of her slender shoulder blades and the gentle curve of her spine. He took in the sight of her long, sun-kissed hair tumbling down in loose waves, and he could smell the faint scent of coconut emanating from the sunscreen.
Pouring more lotion into his hands, he rubbed his palms together, warming the lotion before applying it to her back. His fingers started at the nape of her neck, massaging in the lotion with firm, confident strokes. His fingers dug into the knots of tension nestled along her shoulders, and he reveled in the soft sigh of relief that escaped her lips.
"You've got quite a bit of tension here," Orion mumbled more to himself than to Nami, as his hands moved lower down her back. He focused on the base of her spine, pressing down with the heel of his hand. His movements were rhythmic, echoing the ebb and flow of the ocean waves they were watching just moments before.
Her quiet murmurs of approval spurred him on. He had never thought he would enjoy such a task, but the way Nami's body responded to his touch - the occasional shivers, the quiet sighs, the playful squirms - was intoxicating. He reveled in the knowledge that he was the one causing these reactions.
The strength of his fingers was firm against her skin, yet gentle enough not to cause discomfort. His thumb traced the crevice of her spine, before moving down to her waist and lower back. His touches were met with approving hums and soft murmurs from Nami, further egging him on.
The corners of his mouth turned up in a satisfied smirk as he watched the lotion glisten on her back. It was as if he was claiming territory, marking her with his touch. He moved further down, his hands deftly working the lotion into the skin of her legs. His fingers grazed over her calves, then down to her ankles and finally her feet. His touch was methodical, leaving no inch of her skin neglected. The sun cast a warm, golden glow on them, enhancing the intimacy of the moment.
"All done," he announced with a smirk, sitting back on his heels to admire his handiwork. Nami's skin glistened under the setting sun, looking even more radiant than before.
Nami sat up, turning to face him with a satisfied grin. "You're surprisingly good at this," she commented, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Makes me wonder what else you're good at."
Orion couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up from his chest. It was a hearty sound, filled with genuine mirth. He winked at Nami, a playful smile on his face. "Well, you'll just have to stick around and find out," he said, his voice laced with mischief.
"My turn, Orion," Nojiko half purred, half whined, as she settled onto her elbows. The generous curvature of her body was on display, and for a moment, Orion's gaze lingered, captivated. His reaction brought a satisfied smile to her face.
She was different from Nami, with her more voluptuous body and a captivating allure that was different yet just as potent. His pulse quickened in response to her bold invitation.
Nodding in response, he took his place on Nojiko, the sand warm beneath his knees. His eyes traced the sun-kissed skin of her stomach, her hair spilling onto her shoulders like a waterfall of midnight silk. His fingers itched to touch, to explore.
"Ready?" Orion asked, his voice a low, teasing rumble. He uncapped the bottle of sunscreen, pouring the lotion into his palm, then rubbed his hands together.
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