I do not own One Piece.

A/N: I love this pairing and decided to add my two cents.

"Come along this way. Now be careful." Robin giggled as she led a blindfolded Nami down the hallway of the posh hotel. It was Nami's thirty-third birthday and Robin had decided to do something extra special for her.

"Now stop!"

Obediently Nami stopped and Robin swiped the keycard. The door beeped and Robin pushed it open. She led Nami through the suite to the bedroom. She nodded and turned around. When she got to the door she yelled out, "You can take it off now! Have fun!" Deed done she closed the door.

Nami pulled off the blindfold and blinked fiercely. When the world came into focus she looked around and her eyes stopped and widened on the room's other occupant.

He was tall, real tall. She was five seven, five ten in her heels but she thought he might top that by a more than a few inches. He was a ship of gorgeousness. Her eyes scrolled down his list of assets, cataloguing them as she went. Close cropped hair that had a greenish tinge to it. Three gold earrings glittered in his left ear. Jade green eyes with long lush eyelashes and a classic nose over full sensual lips. Clean shaven with a strong jaw line and chin. Muscular. Very, very muscular. He was clothed in a black summer weight suit that couldn't hide his heavy build with the collar of his white linen dress shirt opened two buttons down. He wasn't hairy. His black shoes gleamed in the lamplight.

He quickly looked her over as he felt her eyes roam over him. Orange hair buzzed to her scalp in the back and short on top. The curls had been shaped into an almost Mohawk that gave it a sort of rock star feel. It suited her heart shaped face. Large intelligent eyes the color of tawny port, a pert nose and a shiny soft looking Cupid's bow mouth created a lovely face. She was quite busty and she had a belly, but it was more flat than pushed out. Wide hips and big legs with small ankles. Her toes were painted an electric purple with a colorful design. She looked ready to party in a shimmery gold halter top and denim capris with gold stitching complete with gold belt. She'd followed the standard rule of fashion. Her wristlet and heels matched her belt.

Her eyes rolled back up to his amused jade ones. A dark eyebrow quirked. "Have I passed muster, madam?"

Nami blushed, realizing she'd been rude. "Very much so. You're quite gorgeous." She slapped a hand over her mouth. Damn her wayward tongue!

He gave her a small smile that crinkled his eyes.

"So umm, who are you?"

"I'm Roronoa Zoro."

"I'm Nami D'Evian." She walked closer and reached out a hand and his smile grew wider. He shook her hand, pleased with her firm grip. She stared at him for a moment as if unsure of what to say. "Sooo why are you here?"

"I'm here for you."

She frowned. "For me?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Umm, what do you do for a living?" Robin had said to have fun. Was he her date for the night? If he was then Robin had made a great choice. Then again looks weren't everything.

"I'm a personal consultant."

"Really? What do you consult in?"

"Sex." This was said blandly but his eyes twinkled.

Nami nodded and then she blinked a couple of times and her mouth dropped. "Sex?" She squeaked.

Zoro chuckled at her expression. "Yes, sex."

"So you're here to…"

"Have sex with you, yes."

"Really?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded. "Positive."

Nami's mind was running a mile a minute. Could she really have sex with someone like this? I mean he was beautiful and he probably knew his stuff, right?

"Umm… Do you know what you're doing?"

Zoro raised an eyebrow. "I would hope so or someone just wasted their money."

Oops, now she'd insulted him. "I meant are you popular?" Damn, that didn't come out right either! Oh gosh. She put a hand to her head and shook it in embarrassment.

Zoro started laughing. He couldn't help it. This was one for the books. "I get around."

Nami stood there, twisting her fingers. She wasn't sure quite what to do. She'd never dealt with anyone like him before.

"So what now?"

Was she serious? "Well, first we can get naked and then we'll see what you would like to start off with."

"How long are you here for?"

Usually Zoro stayed till about three in the morning but he liked her. She was funny and it might take him a while to warm her up. After the handshake she'd retreated back to the doorway. "Until checkout time."

"Which is?"

"Noon."

"What time is it now?"

"It's seven thirty."

"Umm… Isn't it kind of early to be getting all naked and stuff?"

She surprised him into chuckling again. "Is there really such a thing as too early or too late for sex?"

She frowned. "I see your point. Umm… Are your services restricted to this room?"

"No, we can take it to the living room or the jacuzzi if you so choose."

She blushed. That wasn't what she meant. "I meant these four walls. Are you allowed outside into other venues?"

He showed her teeth with the next smile. "Yes, I am. If it helps I'm a freelancer and have no restrictions."

"Oh, okay. So would it be alright if we went out and did something? Or is that not in the rules?"

"It's okay. I've been hired out to be an escort upon occasion. Where would you like to go?"

"Do you mind the movies?"

Zoro blinked. The movies? She had her own personal manwhore for the night and she wanted to go to the movies? Oh what the hell. It couldn't hurt.

"That's fine. What would you like to see?" He resigned himself to being stuck in a movie theater watching some stupid chick flick. Don't get him wrong some of them weren't half bad but sometimes the shit the writers thought of was ridiculous. He'd have to work extra hard to stay awake. They always put him to sleep.

"Lord of the Strings?"

His eyebrows rose. That was the hottest action flick out and he'd been meaning to go see it. "Really?"

"Yeah, I've been wanting to see it since I saw the previews four months ago. I figure this is as good a time as any. Unless you don't like that sort of thing?" She looked at him expectantly.

"No, I don't mind in the least. Let's go." He walked up to her and waited for her to lead the way. She turned and walked to the front door, trying not to stumble. She could feel his eyes on her.

Zoro watched her strut to the door. She didn't have that much ass but she had a helluva walk. It was like her hips were on a swivel because she definitely had a switch. They made promises, lots of promises. All of them good. He wondered if she could deliver all they offered.

"Do you have the card?"

He nodded after pulling it out and closed the door behind him. She strutted down the hall and he meandered behind her, enjoying the show. They waited for the elevator in silence. It dinged when it came. They stepped on side by side and rode it down. They were on a surprisingly high floor. Floor eighteen, two from the penthouse. On floor seventeen five people got on. On floor fifteen a large rowdy crowd got on. In the shuffle Nami ended up pressed against Zoro, who was directly behind her. "Excuse me."

He shook his head. "It's okay."

Nami was trying to act like it was a common thing to be pressed against a large hot virile male that smelled extremely delicious. He had this sort of woodsy scent that was mixed with something else. She loved a great smelling man.

For his part Zoro was pleased. She smelled really good. Mingled with the hair salon smells was some kind of musk with heady undertones that mixed well with her chemistry. He felt his nature stir. He felt eyes on him and he looked to the left where a brunette was giving him the 'I want you' stare. He slid his eyes back to the front, not acknowledging her. When he was on a job all of his attention was reserved for his client. That's what they paid him for and that's what made him one of the best. He didn't fuck just anybody and he didn't let his attention lag. He'd learned the hard way that women had a sixth sense about these things. Between pussy and money, he'd chosen money because money came by way of pussy so it all worked out.

They finally reached the lobby and everyone shuffled out. When they reached the sidewalk Nami looked around. "We're downtown right?"

"Yeah. Where's your car parked?"

"I don't have one. I'm an eternal pedestrian. What's the name of this hotel? I can find my way once I get my bearings."

"Wait here. I'll go get my car."

She nodded and stood in front of the hotel, unsure of what to expect. He pulled up in a shiny black BMW. She didn't realize it was him until he rolled down the tinted window and waved at her. She didn't know much about cars but she knew it was one of the newer models, because it resembled the one she'd seen on tv earlier. The doorman opened the door for her and she smiled at him. "Thank you."

"My pleasure." He tipped his cap and walked around to the driver's side window when Zoro gestured to him. After Zoro tipped him they were off.

"Do you have any particular destination in mind?"

She adjusted her seatbelt as she thought about it. "No. It was just a spur of the moment suggestion. Do you know anyplace we could go? Wait a minute, I'll use my phone."

"It's okay. I know of a place that's playing that movie."

"Alright." She was silent for a moment. "This is a really nice car." She stroked the seats and looked around the interior, admiring it.

"Thank you. I just picked it up."

"I could tell. I've seen something like this on tv."

"Mmhmm, I lease cars so that way I can have the newest models. I also have a Mercedes Benz and a BMW jeep."

"You keep these in the city?"

"No. I live elsewhere and I have a four car garage so it's not a problem to house them."

"Wow! I don't even have a permit."

"Really? Why not?"

"Because I either take the bus or train to where I need to go. Besides, a car is not really in my budget so it all works out, doesn't it? Gas is expensive nowadays so even if I did have one I wouldn't be able to drive it."

"Very true, madam." He'd been right in his assumption that it had been the brunette that had made the arrangements because Nami definitely couldn't afford him. No matter, he was enjoying her company.

"Can I roll down the window? I'm really not a fan of a/c."

He nodded, rolling down the windows and opening the sunroof. It was a beautiful July night.

"Feel free to change the station. I'm not picky."

She found a station that played the latest pop and R&B. She rocked and hummed to the music as he drove. He smiled, amused. She was interesting.

After about twenty minutes he found the place he was looking for. "Let me hop out and see what the times are."

"Why when I could do it? I can't move the car if the cops come." She unbuckled her seatbelt and slid out the car before he could protest. He chuckled and shook his head. She didn't expect him to wait on her hand and foot. It was cool.

She came back and climbed into the car. "They have an eight forty-five show. It's eight fifteen now. I'll wait on line and get the tickets while you find someplace to park."

"Okay. " He nodded and reached for his money clip.

She held up her hand, warding it off. "Since I invited you the least I can do is pay."

He slid her a look. "Please don't insult my masculine sensibilities. I'll pay for the movies." He slid out two twenties and held them out to her.

That look meant business so Nami took the money. "Alright, but I'll pay for the popcorn."

"Maybe."

She slid out the car and he drove off. Right when she got to the ticket booth he walked up to her. She paid for the tickets and handed him his change. He held the door open for her and waited patiently as the ticket clerk ripped their tickets and pointed them in the direction of their theater.

They were standing on the concessions line, chatting about what they were going to order when…

"Nami?"

Nami turned around to face her ex from three years ago, Sanji. He was next to the woman she'd found him in bed with when they'd broken up.

"Hello Sanji, Hancock." Her voice was flat. She'd really thought she'd seen the last of him since they ran in different circles.

"How are you?" His eyes ran over her.

"I'm good." She didn't even give him the once over. She felt Zoro's hand slide over her midsection before he pulled her close to him.

"Introduce me to your friends, honey."

"This is Sanji and the woman next to him is Hancock, an old co-worker of mine."

The woman next to Sanji, Hancock, gave her the once over in a nasty way before her eyes transferred to Zoro. They widened and she blinked as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Who's that?" Hancock pointed.

"None-"

"Her man if you must know." Zoro didn't know why he was acting so possessive but he knew that Nami wasn't glad to see these people. They must've hurt her because of how she'd closed herself off. All she had to do was ask and he'd fuck him up. He didn't know where this sentiment came from but he was willing and oh so able.

Sanji looked at Zoro and they stared at each other for a moment. Sanji nodded as if satisfied with something. "It was nice seeing you Nami. Come on Hancock." He led her off.

"Who was that?" Zoro pushed her forward as the cashier called the next person.

"That was my ex and the woman I found him in bed with."

"I see."

"I believe you honestly do." Nami sighed and smiled up at him. "Thank you for your support."

He nodded as the woman called next. They placed their order and as Nami reached into her wristlet Zoro handed the woman a twenty and a five.

"Hey I said I was going to pay for the popcorn!"

"And I told you maybe."

She huffed and went to get napkins and straws.

They received their popcorn and buttered it to his heart's content (he liked extra butter). Then they went to the theater where their movie was playing. They were early enough to sit where they wanted and they sat in the middle. Nami blushed a bit as he put his arm across the back of her chair. He allowed her to hold onto the popcorn and they placed their sodas in the cup holders. The movie was excellent. She found out he was a popcorn junkie as he killed it during the flick. She also found out he was a soda hog as he started drinking hers.

When she first protested he apologized saying he didn't realize it was hers. Afterwards she didn't even argue. She figured he had finished his so she let him finish off hers since she wasn't going to anyway.

They left the movie in high spirits and chatted on the way back to the car.

When they were situated he looked at her expectantly. "What would you like to do next?"

"I want to dance! Robin promised me some club action but instead I got you. Not that it was a bad thing! I like you. You're fun."

Zoro grunted then drove her to a club that was upscale but pumping all the same. He parked in the nearby garage and walked her to the front of the line that was two blocks long. The bouncer smiled and hugged Zoro like they were family and they were in. The music was hot and the deejay was on fire. Nami looked around with wide eyes; she'd never been here before.

"You want a drink or you want to dance?" Zoro bent down to be heard.

"I wanna dance!"

And dance they did. Zoro found out that while Nami was proficient in the two step on certain songs she went wild. He realized she wasn't an close dancer. She didn't rub all up on him; instead she faced him and rocked. If he wanted to rub against her he had to initiate it. Interesting. Usually the women threw themselves upon him. She also didn't mind if he danced with other women. Some of his former clients were there and they were rather amorous. She would leave him to it and just dance. Men flocked around her. He had to reclaim her from a moth demon who'd become infatuated with her. The moth had been reluctant but a little display of his power had sent that idiot insect packing.

It was after three o'clock in the morning when he left his car to the valet in front of the hotel. He sent Nami to the elevators as he stepped to the front desk.

"I'd like to extend the stay in room 1834."

"Sir, that room is already paid for till noon."

"I want the stay to be extended until Sunday check out time on my card." He pulled out a black MasterCard.

The woman nodded and did as he asked. Zoro nodded and joined Nami at the elevator.

They went back to the suite and Nami went towards the master bedroom's bathroom. They'd had a couple of drinks at the club. She relieved herself and stripped down. She was ready to go a couple of rounds with him but she wanted to shower first. She stood underneath the spray, careful not to get her hair wet. She got a surprise when the curtain was pulled back. "Move over."

She did as she was bid and Zoro stepped in behind her. She had to admit that he looked even better naked. His muscles were glorious and he looked delicious wet. She shook her head and turned towards the spray, trying to ignore the male behind her. His hands were gentle as they descended upon her. She turned to face him and smiled at the glittering eyes.

"Not yet."

He nodded and they washed each other down. After grabbing towels they sedately walked into the master bedroom. Nami turned to face him.

"I would like to know what pleases you."