Pairings: Nami x Robin
Warnings: Yuri (lesbians), foreplay, orgasm denial.
Rating: M
Drabble 1: Hands All Over
Nami wasn't quite sure how it had begun. Maybe the knowing - - and incredibly sexy - - looks over dinner that had left her vying for something she hadn't thought about before? Maybe the "accidental" groping on the way back to the girl's cabin (which Franky had luckily decided to soundproof)? Whatever the cause, the redheaded navigator really didn't care at the moment. All she was thinking about right now was Robin's face between her legs and the archaeologist's increased number of hands all over her incredibly hot body.
Damn was that woman's Devil Fruit useful.
"You're moaning, Nami-san," Nico Robin said slyly, emerging from the delicious cave in between Nami's legs.
"R-R-Robin!" Nami gasped, desperate to jump back on that amazing roller coaster of pleasure. "K-Keep licking... please..."
"Now, now, Nami-san," her friend-with-benefits chided. "You've been a very naughty girl, beating up on Luffy and Usopp like you do. I'll have to reciprocate all that pain you've given them." She breathed lightly on the buxom ginger's pulsing pussy, drawing another elicit moan from the younger girl. Robin's own sex throbbed with need. She'd been holding out for two fucking years. Now that the Straw Hats were finally back together and had a moment of peace (those mermaids were damn sexy, but she hadn't had time to have a quick go with them, and did mermaids even have pussies anyway?), the archaeologist's lust had been completely unbearable. Robin briefly tempted an image of Sanji bursting in on them. How much blood would he lose if he saw his two most beloved ladies screwing each other?
Robin suspected he might not live to tell the tale.
Nami moaned as the older woman continued her ministrations, though her tongue didn't return to its rightful place. The redhead gripped her soaked bedsheets so she wouldn't simply collapse from the waves of pleasure she was receiving. Two of Robin's hands kneaded her bare breasts, which were even bigger than they were two years ago; three more roamed Nami's body aimlessly, drawing circles around steamy skin; and the raven-haired woman's own hands groped her perky ass and rubbed her forelegs.
Then - - contact! Lips mashed against Nami's own, making her gasp in surprise and open them wide. It was all the permission Robin needed to slip a tongue into her soon-to-be girlfriend's mouth. Nami only hesitated for the tiniest millisecond, then waged war against the remarkably perverted bookworm, exploring the cave of Robin's mouth as greedily as if she were searching for treasure.
The kiss lasted a full three minutes, during which Robin's extra hands groped and rubbed and pinched pert nipples. Then the woman broke it and left a series of kisses along her skin. The hand massaging Nami's left boob vanished in a flurry of sakura petals and was replaced by Robin's heated mouth.
"Oh - - OH! - - OHHHH!" Nami gasped, reaching new heights.
The sexy woman's tongue trailed along her breast and licked a few times. Another of her hands, this time one of her originals, left their place on Nami's cute little butt and swapped to the other side of her crotch, feeling the redhead's silky lower lips. They were sopping wet.
Nami, Robin decided, had been driven far enough.
"Okay, that's it for tonight," Robin chuckled, standing up. She'd previously been kneeling in between her hot navigator's widespread legs, and now she pulled back. Her hands broke into petals and disappeared. Nami's eyes widened and she made indistinct grunts at the loss.
"What was that, Nami-san?" she asked with a smirk.
The weaker female pirate panted. "But - - neither of us - - orgasmed."
"Is it a rule of thumb that you must climax in foreplay?"
"Foreplay?!" Nami demanded, now fully at attention, her naked boobs bouncing with nearly hypnotizing beauty as she sat back up; she had collapsed onto her bed the moment Robin had ended her punishment. "You call that foreplay? I nearly orgasmed twice in the space of five minutes and you didn't let me do it both times and you call that FOREPLAY!?"
Robin was now quite glad that the girl's cabin was soundproof and the door was locked, also that it was night. The guys were quite heavy sleepers (being so rambunctious during the day, they needed their beauty sleep); even Luffy, who had developed a method of sleeping and eating at the same time. Even with the soundproofed walls, the men still might have heard Robin's sudden shout of surprise and definitely lust and would've come running had they been light sleepers - - because without warning, as the archaeologist turned to lay herself in her bed, Nami quite literally soared off hers and tackled Robin, locking her in another searing kiss while at the same time latching onto her pert nipples.
The lovers collapsed on the wooden deck, a tangled mess of limbs and slippery skin. A knee rubbed against Robin's crotch, sending indescribable desires coursing through her system.
"You're not going anywhere," said Nami in a husky voice, "until we push each other to the top!"
Robin felt her cheeks burn red. This... aggressive side of the younger girl was quite new and very sexy indeed. "Perhaps," she gasped in agreement, "that's not such a bad idea."
The still night was broken by the girls' muffled screams, unable to be heard by anyone save for them.
Well, and one other person. Sanji found himself dreaming of a black-haired angel fucking a redheaded angel all night long. Come morning, a small lake of blood had not-so-mysteriously formed underneath his hammock.
There you guys go! My first lemon! Just so you know, I will be taking suggestions as long as it is not any yaoi fics. I'd like you to follow and/or favorite as well as to review so that I know how I did, but although popularity is appreciated, it is by no means necessary. Just keep postin' those yuri fanfictions, people.
-Lemony Yuri Snicket