Warning: moar sexual implications and such.
Sanji contentedly wrapped his arms around Nami and Robin, too deep in bliss to notice Nami's annoyance or Robin's amusement. All he knew was that it was just them, a bed, and a lot of mellorine. What had he done to deserve the love of two beautiful angels?
"That was..." Nami said, resting her head against the pillow.
"Wooonderfuuul...~" Sanji said deliriously, his head filled with pure, sugary bliss.
"No. That was weird." Nami decided. Robin chuckled and pressed her cheek against Sanji's arm, idly tracing a finger over his chest.
"Meeelloriiiine...~" Sanji seemed to have not noticed Nami's out-of-place statement, still caught up in the moment.
"In what way?" Robin asked, hiding a tiny smile.
"You! It was you!" Nami accused, glaring at Robin. "What were you doing with all those freaking hands?"
"I thought it made things more fun." Robin shrugged.
"Ooohoooooh...~" Sanji agreed.
"No, it made things more weird." Nami said. "It felt like there were, like, six other people with us!"
"No, just us.~"
"Sanji-kun, not yet." Nami pressed a finger over his lips. "Okay, next time Robin, don't use your Devil Fruit powers. Seriously."
"Next tiiiime!~"
"Sanji-kun, shush!"
"Judging from the sounds you were making, I would have thought you were enjoying it." Robin casually said.
"..." Nami's face turned red.
"Melloriiine!" Sanji grinned, pulling them closer to him. Robin laughed and buried her face in the crook of his neck while Nami huffed and stared up at the ceiling indignantly.
"No more extra hands, Robin."
"What about tongues, then?"
"Hell no!" Nami sputtered.
"I think that'd be nice..." Sanji murmured, nuzzling Nami's hair.
"No tongues! Or hands, or whatever else you come up with!"
"Then where's the fun in that?" Robin smiled.
"Arrrgh." Nami groaned in defeat.
"Mellorine!~"