Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it!

Warning: Enough lemons to make lemonade.

Revenge of the Pants

Every time Nami and Zoro retired to the men's quarters to enjoy their usual recreational activities, those damn panties were on the wall staring at her! It was entirely Zoro's fault that they'd managed to get up there- he was the one who threw them halfway across the room! They had been one of her favorite pairs too, so Nami had been really disappointed at the loss of them.

But as the Straw Hat boys were awful, stupid creatures, Nami hoped they would tire of the wall-pants quickly enough. What was it that Luffy called them? Mystery Panties! Well, it had been two months since they had been hung and in those two months, Usopp had given the panties an entire back-story! Apparently-the last time she'd heard it anyway- the panties belonged to a warrior sea goddess who traveled the oceans and boarded ships on foggy nights. If the sea goddess found the travelers on the ship were wicked sinners with nothing but evil in their hearts, the goddess would rip the hearts from everyone aboard the ship; however, if the hearts of the travelers were pure, she would leave behind a precious gift of her own! And the story goes that the Straw Hat pirates were such a pure hearted group that she left them her own panties!

The story had become one of Usopp's staples, and often when they were bored either Luffy or Chopper would ask him to, "Tell us the one about the Mystery Panties again?" And every time he told it, the story got more elaborate and more twisted. Two months, and those damned panties were more popular than they were on the day of their discovery!

And since those pants continued to mock her from their place on the wall, she would simply have to get revenge for their being there! Maybe she couldn't just remove the panties entirely, but she could do something that made her feel better about the situation.

It only took a couple days to think up her revenge plot. The day before her planned revenge, Nami was very sweet- too sweet even. She didn't pick any fights with Zoro at all, and she was extra helpful to him around the ship. When the two could finally disappear into the men's quarters before dinner, Nami pushed Zoro back on his bunk and climbed on top of him. Tonight, she wanted to be in control!

With Zoro flat on his back, Nami stripped down to her under things and climbed on top of him straddling his hips. She always enjoyed the thrill she got when Zoro eyed her naked or half-naked form. For a few minutes, she teasingly danced on top of him feeling him grow hard beneath her. Her long orange hair bounced with her movements As she moved, Zoro's hands wandered up her sides and over her hips to sway with them. Soon, those large, rough hands were working at her bra clasp. When he finally freed the clasp Nami shook her shoulders slightly so that her breast bounded out of the restrictive material.

There was a hungry look in Zoro's eye as he groped her trying to feel as much of her skin as possible. While he pinched her nipples, Nami leaned over and kissed him- her tongue fought for dominance with his until he broke the kiss and moved his mouth to her breasts. The navigator enjoyed the attention for a few minutes, but to stick to her plan, tonight really needed to be about him.

Wiggling on top of his abdomen, Nami reached down and pulled Zoro's shirt off as well as his haramaki. His tanned skin was very warm. Brushing her hands over the muscles of his stomach made Nami excited. Before she started doing things with Zoro, she never thought of herself as the sort of girl to go for the muscular type. But she soon found out how wrong she was! She loved the way Zoro's skin dipped and tightened over every muscle in his body.

The view beneath her was great and Nami allowed herself a few minutes to fully appreciate it. The corners of his lips were turned up in a wide grin and his lips were ever so slightly parted. Every time Nami so much as glanced at those lips, she remembered the way they felt trailing over her skin. And that tiny sly smirk of his made her weak. The look of longing in his eye was another soft spot for Nami. There were only a few occasions when his eyes sparked with such excitement. One was when he had encountered a particularly strong enemy, and the other was when he had his hands all over Nami.

A brief overwhelming feeling coursed through her before Nami tangled her hands in his green locks and brought her lips passionately down on his. His lips felt even better than they looked and often Nami went to sleep dreaming of their taste.

Nami lowered herself and began tracing the lines of his extremely defined muscles with her tongue. This move made Zoro groan while his manhood tightened and pressed firmly into Nami's stomach. Feeling the small jerk of his member, Nami found herself aching for him- but she couldn't forget the plan. Tonight was not about her!

As her mouth and tongue continued to explore Zoro's middle, her hands wandered down to graze over his thighs. Zoro's legs moved to allow Nami better access, and she began to lightly squeeze his inner thighs. Finally, her hands moved up over the crotch of his pants and she began rubbing and pressing against him. When Zoro started press his hips into her hand, she knew he wanted more from her.

As much as she wanted to strip off her knickers and take a ride on those bucking hips, she needed to stick to her plan. Slowly, with the most teasing look she could manage, Nami undid the fastenings of Zoro's trousers and slid them down over his thighs. After planting a few last kisses on his abdomen, Nami used her teeth to pull his underpants down to his thighs as well.

Zoro's hissed in anticipation and Nami licked her lips as she eyed Zoro in all his glory. She was going to really enjoy this! The look in her eyes was absolutely mischievous as she gently grasped his manhood in her left hand and began to slide up and down over the silky skin. Listening for Zoro's breathing would tell her how well she was doing. Every now and again, his breath would hitch and she knew he had enjoyed her last movement.

After a few moments of stroking, Zoro had his eye closed and his lower lip between his teeth. Nami moved her other hand up to lightly tough his balls and Zoro gasped. Interesting! The small sounds he made were delightful to her ears and encouraged her to try more. A quick glance up told her Zoro still wasn't watching her.

Her tongue came slowly out and licked the head of his erection as if it were a lollipop. Zoro's eye flew open and he pushed himself up a bit to look at her. Feeling really naughty now, Nami let her tongue trail over him again. When she was done, she blinked her eyes and opened them slowly in a sexy fashion. "Relax," she commanded in a hushed voice. "But feel free to watch!" She meant to put on a show after all!

And Nami went to work licking, sucking and teasing him with her mouth while her hands still fondled his balls. The whole time, she was very careful to glance up with sexy looks. She moaned with him inside her mouth and then licked up the length of him.

After some time, Zoro's hand came and tangled in her hair to pull her off as he said, "Nami I'm gonna..."

"That's right," Nami replied not to be deterred. Grasping the base of his shaft she pumped her fist quickly while licking his head, and Zoro finally came some of it landing in her mouth and more of it landing all over her hands as well as his legs. Pushing herself upright, Nami laughed throatily and licked her sticky fingers suggestively.

A groan escaped Zoro and he leaned up and grabbed her upper arms and growled, "Come here you wicked woman!"

This only made Nami laugh harder. He had pulled her up against him roughly and was crushing her to her chest. Kissing her, he thrust his tongue into her mouth while his hand reached down to firmly grab her ass.

With a small giggle, Nami placed her hand on his chest. "Slow down there a minute, Big Guy! We don't have that long until dinner, and you need to clean up first. I think you might need to get some new pants as well."

Zoro looked down at the mess on his clothes and sighed. Grumbling a, "Fine." He stood up and went to his locker.

Her eyes were sharp as she watched Zoro approach the top locker third from the left. There we go! Now she just needed to see the four number combo that would release the lock. 0-7-0-3. Nami blushed. Her birthday? The combination to Zoro's lock was her birthday? There was no time to think about it now. She needed her blush to fade so she could act normal.

Meanwhile, Zoro grabbed a towel from his locker to clean up the mess before pulling out new under things and trousers. "You alright up there?" he called up to Nami.

"Just enjoying the view," she answered back. And she really was too! The sight of Zoro's well-muscled ass as he moved to get his clothes was really something else! Licking her lips as she watched, Nami realized that she needed to get dressed too. They would be called for dinner any minute and they needed to be ready. Besides, Nami had everything she needed now to exact her revenge now.

When Sanji finally called for dinner, Zoro left first to pick a noisy fight with the cook so Nami could slip out of the men's quarters unnoticed. Plan Panty Revenge part one: Intelligence and Research had gone perfectly!

That night it was time to exact phase two of the plan: Stealth Ops! Both Nami and Robin were night owls, while most of the men on the ship liked to pass out early. This evening was no exception. While the men were shuffling groggily one by one into their bed quarters, Nami lay on her stomach in bed reading Maelstroms and the New World and Robin was laying back on her bed with an old book balanced on her knees as she scribbled translations in her notebook. What exactly Robin was reading, Nami couldn't tell as the archaeologist had again picked a text in a language Nami couldn't recognize. . Luffy had first watch that evening and he was usually the last of the men to fall asleep, so it shouldn't take too long for all the men in the room to pass out tonight. As the navigator studied her book, she counted how many times she could hear doors opening and closing on the ship. When the door had opened and closed six times all she had to wait fifteen more minutes.

At half past eleven, Nami put her book aside, sat up and stretched. "Robin-nee-san," Nami asked, pausing to give the older woman time to look up from her reading. "Could you help me with something for a minute?" Robin looked at her inquiringly and Nami continued. "I was hoping you could cast an eye on the men's room and tell me if everyone is sleeping." Nami kept her voice as innocent as she could, but the older woman probably wouldn't fall for such a simple tactic.

The smile on Robin's face showed that she knew Nami was up to something. Fortunately, she was glad to help the younger girl make a little bit of mischief. Robin crossed her arms, closed her eyes and said "Un oeil." After a few minutes passed, Robin opened her eyes and said, "They're all out."

"Excellent!" Nami exclaimed grinning wickedly. "I'll be back in a few minutes." With that, she grabbed a medium sized black bag and left the room.

Sneaking into the men's room while they were sleeping, was really too easy for a seasoned thief like her. After all, her wanted poster did say Cat-Burglar Nami. When she opened the door, she was immediately assaulted by the sound of six snoring men. How anyone could sleep with that amount of discord was far beyond her. It made her quite thankful that she shared a room with one woman and not five or six noisy men! Nami slipped into the room and headed straight for the top locker third from the left, the noise of their snoring easily covering up any soft sound her foot falls made. Opening the locker without making a sound was so easy for her, it almost made her laugh.

With a haughty air, Nami swiped all the underpants from Zoro's locker- they were all the same boring shade of dark greenish-grey. With a quick check to make sure she got every last pair, Nami dropped a piece of paper inside, shut the locker and exited the room.

When she got back to her own room, she was swinging the sack of pants triumphantly.

Robin eyed the red-head suspiciously. "You're not going to tell me what's in the bag are you?" the older woman asked shaking her raven head of hair and staring pointedly at Nami.

The grin on Nami's face grew even wider, "Probably not. But I might after my plan is actualized."

"Oh?" inquired Robin arching one elegant eyebrow.

Nami giggled. "Yeah. Speaking of which, I was hoping I might be able to use the room alone for a few hours tomorrow. Maybe from about 3 until dinner time?"

With a palm to her face, Robin shook her head but agreed. "Oh Nami! What are you planning?"

Nami only giggled to herself as she lay down on her bed to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be fun!

The first thing Zoro did every morning was work out and today was no exception. As soon as the sun began to peek through the window, Zoro blearily pushed himself up of the bed and headed up to the Crows' Nest to throw some weights around. It took a while to do all nine hundred and fifty two reps; so even though he started long before anyone else woke up, by the time he had finished and showered everyone was on their way to breakfast. This meant he had only a few minutes to dress in the morning or risk the cook's wrath at being late for a meal.

As he was the only one in the room, Zoro removed the towel from around his waist and used it to dry his hair. Opening his locker, he pulled out his trousers and the sash to hold them up as well as his haramaki and a shirt. But there was something missing... his pants! Feeling slightly panicked, Zoro pushed the clothing around his locker looking for his underwear. What could have possibly happened to them? Where were they? Just as he was removing all of his tops, a little piece of paper slipped out of his locker and fluttered to the ground.

Zoro picked up the withered piece and looked at the perfectly formed cursive letters scrawled on it. My room three o'clock! There was no signature, but it was clear who had left it. That little witch was going to be the end of him one of these days! He threw the extra clothing back into the locker and slammed it shut.

What would he do now? Zoro eyed the pile of dirty clothing and sighed. Should he take one of the underpants in there? One was covered in sweat and the other with his cum- he could barely stand the thought of even looking for them. So Zoro made a decision that he refused to regret. With no underpants on at all, he stepped into his normal dark green trousers and used his sash to tie them up. For now, he was going commando- at least until he got his pants back later. He pulled on his shirt and haramaki with the same resolve before fastening his swords to his waist. No body had better mess with him today! He was in no mood!

Today, Nami knew, she should make herself scarce or at least hide around friends. All during breakfast, Zoro had been glaring daggers at her. So she made plans to work with Usopp on re-vamping her Clima-Tact until Lunch. There should be at least some safety in numbers. With a call of, "Meet you there in a few," she was the first to leave the dining hall.

Zoro had left less than a second later despite having been the last one to the meal. His quick heavy foot falls meant he was trying to catch up with her, so Nami ran faster- her heels clicking rapidly against the wood of the ship.

"Oi, oi! Get back here you witch!" Zoro stopped to call out to her, as she pretended not to hear and continued her brisk path to the other side of the ship.

Most of the crew had come out of the dining hall now to see what the fuss was about. As no one had seen the beautiful navigator harassing the swordsman today, the pirates looked confused. Except for Sanji that is; the cook's face held an expression of anger and disapproval. After taking a drag of his cigarette, the blond raised his right leg to hip level and gave a sweeping kick across Zoro's lower back. "Don't you dare call my precious Nami-swan such vile names you shitty marimo bastard!"

Zoro's torso was knocked slightly forward by the force of the kick. He was so busy getting ticked at the cook for referring to Nami with a possessive, that Zoro barely registered the loose feeling at his waist. The heel of Sanji's black shoe had caught Zoro's sash and ripped it from his waist. Before Zoro could turn and attack the cook, his dark green trousers had slid down to pool at his feet. And it had to happen on the day his underpants had disappeared!

For a moment, no one spoke as they were all quite shocked at seeing Zoro's rear end sticking out from under his haramaki. The cook cringed, while Brook's just-bone jaw fell open.

And behind them Chopper was screaming, "AHHHHH! ZORO'S NOT WEARING ANY PANTS!"

As his scream died down, the crew collectively held their breath as they wondered weather Zoro would turn on the small reindeer. He was usually quite kind to the child-like doctor, but these were trying circumstances.

It seemed to happen in slow motion. Zoro turned just his upper body around so his face was to the crew. His eye was narrowed and one muscled arm gradually lifted to shoulder height as Zoro bellowed in a gruff and no-nonsense voice, "Real men... free-ball it!" And the hand he was holding up flipped into a thumbs-up sign.

The reaction was instantaneous. Luffy and Chopper both were staring at Zoro amazed and remarking how he was so manly. A loud smack could be heard as Sanji's hand hit his forehead as he groaned. Franky had launched into an epic pervert dance that ended with a crotch-featuring SU-PER pose. Zoro used that moment to slip his trousers back up and hold them in place with his hands.

Usopp, the liar, began speaking very quickly, "It's very true. Of course, I learned of this during my time on the Boin Archipelago. And ever since that day I have gone without pants as I am now truly a brave warrior of the sea!" His theatrics had the doctor and the captain practically drooling.

"Wow! Usopp, you too?" Luffy asked turning his star-struck eyes to the sharpshooter with admiration.

Chopper was twitching with delight and squealing, "I knew Usopp was a manly man like Zoro!"

Looking down at his own pants and pulling on them slightly, Luffy was saying, "So if I want to be manly I have to take these things off?"

When the noise of Usopp, Luffy and Chopper's conversation had died down a bit they could all hear Brook yelling, "Yohohoho! Skull-joke!"

Sanji kicked the skeleton in the face yelling, "Don't say things like that in front of Robin-Chawn!"

The woman in question merely giggled behind her hand and said, "Oh, my."

From across the ship, Nami had turned around to watch the scene unfolding in horror. She had meant to make Zoro feel uncomfortable, not expose his bits to the whole crew! There was every possibility that this was going to end poorly. But still, she had committed to this and she would see it through. This was just a minor hitch anyhow. Zoro had just flashed the entire crew and they merely thought he was cooler than ever. He could certainly forgive that, right? Well, she wouldn't wait around to find that out at this exact minute. Nami fled to- what she hoped was- the relative safety of the Usopp Factory Headquarters.

The rest of the day went pretty smoothly, or at least Nami had successfully avoided Zoro until their appointed meeting time. At quarter to three, Nami sat on her bed looking over her conquest. Inside the bag, there were six pairs of underpants. Counting the two she knew were in the laundry, that made eight pairs total. Leave it to a man to own just one more pair of underwear than there were days in a week. Oh well. Six was just fine.

At precisely three in the afternoon, Zoro knocked on the door to the woman's quarters. Time for Phase Three: Actualization!

"Come in and lock the door behind you!" Nami called. She was lounging on the bed in a pair of navy shorts and a low-cut hot-pink tank top that said 'Boss' on it. Her arms were stretched out to her sides over the many pillows on her bed, while her legs were crossed lazily. The length of her wavy orange hair was spilling over her pillows and with any luck she looked tempting enough to stave off Zoro's anger.

The swordsman entered the room and pushed the door shut heavily. The only sound in the room was the click of the lock as he slid it into place. He took three really deep breaths and then crossed the room suddenly growling, "You evil little minx!" He really didn't know whether he wanted to hit her or fuck her and the conflict of interests was driving him insane! "What the hell are you playing at?"

"Now, now," Nami laughed waving him off. "Don't get your panties in a twist." Zoro's jaw clenched and a vein in his forehead throbbed, but Nami continued to push her luck. "I just wanted to have a bit of fun."

"Fun?" Zoro was snarling now. "You call exposing my ass to the crew fun?"

Trying not to laugh, Nami pouted, "Well maybe that part wasn't fun, but what I have planned for us is."

This tone was enough to intrigue Zoro and the part of him that wanted to be buried inside Nami seemed to be winning out over his anger. Reluctantly he asked, "What do you have planned?"

"Well, I stole your underpants to repay the debt you owe me for obtaining mine." Nami explained quickly.

With lowered eyebrows, Zoro asked, "You stole six of mine to make up for one of yours?"

"Zoro," Nami said as if she were trying really hard to be patient. "Mine were lacy. Obviously they were worth more than your pants. Besides, you have to account for the interest."

At the word "interest" Zoro a twinge went through his brow. "This still isn't sounding fun, Wench."

"Ah!" Nami said lifting a finger, "The fun part is how you can earn them back."

"You want me to earn back my own pants!" Zoro was outraged. His hands balled into fists a few times as the muscles in his arms tensed up and relaxed.

Defensively, Nami crossed her arms and said, "Hey. I'm just collecting on a debt. What's it gonna be: your pants or your cooperation?"

For a moment, they just stared at each other, each daring the other one to back down. Finally, Zoro's lips tightened and he tried his hardest not to get angry. "What do I have to do?"

A wide triumphant grin broke out over Nami's face- the kind of grin that meant bad things for the one seeing it. She relaxed back on the bed and said matter-of-factly, "Strip."

Well at least this fun was going to be the sexy sort, Zoro thought as he gripped the bottom of his shirt.

"No, no!" Nami called out halting him in his tracks. "I don't want you to take your clothes off. I want you to strip." With that she pulled a tone dial out of her dresser and pressed the button to make the music start playing.

"Are you serious?" Zoro nearly shouted his temper flaring.

"Do you really plan to keep 'free-balling' it? We won't reach another island for at least three weeks!" Nami countered hotly.

With a look of annoyance on his face, Zoro kicked off his boots once again gripped the bottom of his shirt. But when he began to pull it up, he lifted it up slowly and bounced to the beat of the music. This was stupid. Without even seeing his reflection, he knew that his cheeks must be beet red. He wasn't a great dancer, but Nami still enjoyed the view as he teasingly exposed more and more of his torso.

The trousers were next and as he unfastened his sash, Nami whooped. Zoro's blush went all the way down his neck, but he removed the trousers in the same dance like fashion leaving him in nothing but his haramaki. By now, he had gotten over his embarrassment enough to enjoy the look on Nami's face, and when he pulled the haramaki over his head, he threw it at her. Nami caught the garment easily as Zoro danced across the floor toward her. But instead of continuing all the way to her, he reached out and pushed the button on the tone dial to stop the music.

"There! Now give me my damn pants, Woman!" the swordsman barked.

With an innocently sweet smile, Nami handed him one pair of his dark boxer-briefs. He raised his eye questioningly at this.

"But don't put those on just yet," Nami commanded. "You still have five more pairs to get back." Zoro's irritation was evident, but Nami wasn't done playing yet. "Now turn around so you aren't facing me... there's a good boy. Okay. Now shake it!"

Zoro snapped around to look at her red-faced and angry, "You want me to do what?"

That same smirk was on her face as she said, "I want you to shake it!"

Reluctantly, Zoro turned around and began to shake his butt. All of the dancing he managed to do in his strip-tease was a simple bouncing up and down movement, this ass shaking was almost more than he could manage.

Nami wanted to laugh, but she knew it was a bad idea. On the one hand, the idea of Zoro shaking his bare ass was amusing, on the other hand the ass in question was very nice and seeing it shaking was only making her wet anyhow. This was definitely fun! But Zoro would probably be angry with her in the end. With another long look at Zoro's gyrating ass, Nami whispered, "Worth it!" She reached into the bag and pulled out another pair of underpants and threw them right at his butt.

"Alright, stop before you hurt yourself," Nami joked.

Zoro turned around again and threw the pants on top of the last pair. "What now?" he asked unenthusiastically.

"Push-ups," Nami said licking her lips.

The answer surprised Zoro. Even during their intimate times together when they decided they could talk without pretenses, she always teased him for being so built and working out so much. He never would have suspected that she'd demand a display of athleticism from him. But the truth was Nami loved watching his muscles ripple and move as he trained them and watching him do it completely naked was a rare treat. It was with a smug look that Zoro lowered himself to the floor and began to do his push-ups.

Nami meant to stay on the bed and watch, but she couldn't help getting up and walking around him to get a different view. And she definitely couldn't help what she did next. As Zoro was reaching the apex of a push-up, Nami reached out and slapped him on the ass. It was only after doing it and noticing the pink handprint on his solid buns, did Nami realize exactly what she did.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to..." Nami started but was cut off by Zoro's barking laugh.

"Of all the things to apologize for, don't apologize for that one!" Being with Nami had taught Zoro plenty about letting the animal inside take over. And he was even complying with all these stupid tasks because really he needed to lose himself in her constantly. Hell, he wouldn't admit it to her, but he was even having fun right now.

Nami threw Zoro another pair of pants signaling the end of his push-ups. "Next?" he asked.

It was with a sly smile and a catty look in her eyes that Nami pulled off her tank top revealing her lack of a bra. "I could really use a massage." Then she laid face down on the bed and waited for Zoro to climb on top of her, which he did gladly. His large hands felt wonderful over the sensitive skin of her back. Being quite strong, Zoro gave a hard and deep massage; it was just the sort of massage that Nami loved. When his hands trailed over her sides and caressed her breasts, Nami sighed contentedly. This task took longer than the last two as Nami wouldn't be satisfied with anything less than half an hour for her massage. After the half hour she stretched and gladly gave Zoro a pair of pants back.

Rolling her shoulders back and enjoying the relaxed feeling, Nami held up two fingers. "Alright, you've got two more. First," Nami started eyeing Zoro's already hard member and trying not to get distracted, "We need you to move the closets to the other side of the room. We've been trying to rearrange the room, but they are too heavy for us."

The tasks had been getting increasingly sexual in nature, so Zoro was put off by this mundane task; however, moving the closets was an easy enough task for a brute like him. They were lifted easily and placed on the other side of the room. He turned around just in time to catch the pants that flew at him. "Yeah, yeah what else?" he asked looking at the bed where Nami was sitting up on her knees in nothing but that pair of navy shorts. Damn that was tempting. Zoro almost forgot he was supposed to be angry. But then he suspected that she might be evil enough to call him in here, get him naked, get mostly naked herself and then not let him do anything to her. Would she do that to him? He sincerely hoped not because at this point, Zoro wouldn't be able to leave without taking her.

Putting her hands on the bed so that she leaned forward invitingly, Nami grinned at her swordsman "Lastly," she whispered dropping her voice an octave, "you have to make me scream!"

First there was a smirk on Zoro's face- a vengeful leer that shook Nami to her very core when she saw it. And then he pounced. In less than a second, She found herself on her back and her hands tied to her headboard with Zoro's sash. Then he rolled up her tank top and wound it around her head like a blindfold.

"W-wait just a minute," Nami stuttered, but Zoro only laughed. Continuing her protest, Nami struggled against the binds. "What the hell? This isn't what I meant at all!"

It was Zoro's turn to smirk triumphantly. Clearly, Nami wanted sex, but she left her description too open. Now he would decide what sort of fun they would have. And just like she knew he'd reluctantly enjoy the tasks she gave him, he knew she'd like this. It was mostly for show anyway. Zoro leaned in so close to her and whispered in a voice that set chills down Nami's spine. "Do you trust me?" Nami swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. Zoro's breath was hot in here ear as he said, "Then shut up and enjoy it!"

And that's exactly what she did. Nami couldn't see anything, but she could feel her left knee being brought over to the right side of her body forcing her to lay half on her side. It was enough to make her aware of just how sharp her sense of touch could be. Another second passed and a palm came smacking down on her bottom.

"Ow! Hey!" Nami protested, but was surprised to find that the stinging sensation of Zoro's hand on her ass actually made her wetter. "What was that for?"

"For earlier." Zoro chuckled before he unbuttoned her shorts and slid them and her panties down to her ankles. His palm came down once more on the other cheek.

Nami bit her lip to keep from making a noise. She was rather surprised that she liked when he did that. Not that she was going to let him know that. "Well what was that one for?"

Without her eyes, she could see the grin that must have been on his face as he said, "Interest." Then he smacked her rounded bottom once more for good measure, before letting his fingers dip between her legs and feel her wetness. "Naughty girl," he teased. "I think you like it when I spank you.

If she didn't confirm it, he'd have to draw his own conclusions. And he did. That plus the embarrassment she just put him through made him decide to be a little rough with her today. Not too much, but a little. Guiding her leg back so she was lying on her back once more, Zoro climbed on the bed and sat on his knees between her legs. He firmly grabbed her ass and lifted it up. He let his shaft slide over her entrance and he said in a teasing voice, "You're so hot for me. You're trying to stay in control, but you want me too badly."

Since he was right, Nami didn't speak. It was one thing to be found out, it was another thing to admit to it. Still, a small whimper escaped her lips. This man was intoxicating!

Laughing, Zoro put her hips down and moved to straddle her body. He grabbed her breast and squeezed them between his hands. When he pinched her nipples, Nami moaned despite the fact that she was trying to hold back that scream she mentioned earlier. She hadn't counted on being tied up; Zoro was really being thorough with this challenge!

As he continued to tease her breasts, the swordsman slowly inched himself up her body. Before long, Nami felt the soft and hot skin of Zoro's manhood grazing over her ribcage. She didn't quite have time to process what was happening as his shaft settled between her breasts. His strong hands were gripping her breast tightly and still pinching her nipples as he pressed her breasts together over his member. He began thrusting between her breasts.

It was a strange sensation, as his manhood glided between her breasts and thrust upward toward her chin. His hands were still kneading and squeezing her breasts firmly and the feeling of him sliding over her skin just made him want her more. As his shaft came up to hit her in the face once more, she opened her mouth and tried to taste him.

From above her, Zoro noticed this and laughed. "Where do you want me, Nami?" His voice was teasing and playful yet commanding at the same time. It made Nami tremble with need.

And she nearly gasped out the words, "My mouth!" Her reaction actually surprised Nami quite a bit. She was used to him questioning her, but didn't usually answer in such a fashion. Yesterday's activities must have excited her more than she thought.

Still unable to see, Nami focused on feeling Zoro release her breasts and move up higher on her body. He was kneeling on either side of her shoulders and leaning forward. The headboard creaked when he grabbed onto it with one hand to support himself. His other hand snaked around Nami's neck and tangled in her long orange hair. His shaft passed over her lips and Nami found her mouth opening willingly and taking him in. Zoro moaned at the sensation of her warm wet mouth around him. He began to thrust repeatedly into her mouth and quickened his pace when she started moaning. Her tongue slid over and caressed him and the vibrations of the noises she made felt great on his hardness. Pretty soon, he could feel himself hitting the back of her throat. And it only made Nami suck harder. What a woman! This was quite enjoyable for Zoro, but Nami couldn't scream with her mouth so full, so he reluctantly pulled himself out of her mouth.

Nami made a soft noise of protest as he pulled away. But tied up and unable to see, she was completely at his mercy. And she even felt like putty in his hands doing whatever he wished of her.

He allowed his wet cock to slide down her face and over her chest as he made his way back between her knees. Dipping one long finger between her legs, he remarked about how wet she was.

Biting her lip, Nami shivered at his touch. She couldn't see, so she had no idea what was coming next. She gasped as she felt him pinching her sensitive nub and rubbing her between his fingers. A sudden wetness meant his tongue was dancing over her clit. Suddenly her legs were hoisted over his shoulders and her hips lifted forcefully off the bed. Zoro's mouth never left her the whole time and with the better position, he could devour her more easily. Finally Nami cried out.

When she did, her hips were lowered back to the bed and Zoro moved over her to kiss her. She could feel her juices on his face and the scent of steel that she associated with him overtook her. As he broke the kiss Zoro said, "That was just a little scream. I think you can do better."

He pulled himself back down between her legs and lifted her hips once more. With one great powerful thrust, he buried himself within her. And then Nami did scream. She came and screamed so loudly, that Zoro quickly clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle the noise. But it was a little too late for that.

There was a knock on the door and from the other side Sanji's voice called out, "Nami-swan! What is wrong? Do you need your Prince to come to your aid?"

For a moment, Nami couldn't think. She had no idea what to do or say and all she could focus on was the feeling of Zoro filling her. Without use of her eyes or hands, she felt a little panicked when the situation started to turn. But when Zoro pressed his hips into her slightly, Nami came to her senses. It wasn't like she was alone in this.

"Don't worry Sanji-kun. I'm fine!" She called out. "I thought I saw a spider, but it was only a bit of dust."

As soon as she finished speaking Zoro started moving inside her again. They both did their best to stay quiet, but had no patience to wait for the cook to disappear.

Outside the door Sanji reluctantly said, "Well if you're sure you're okay?"

"Yes!" Nami cried out too quickly due to one of Zoro's more powerful thrusts. "I'm fine. Completely okay," she paused as his thrusting speed increased. "I'm great!"

Then she tried not to say anything else until she heard Sanji's footsteps leaving her door. "Fuck!" she said letting out the breath she'd been holding in. On top of her Zoro made a sound that was either a laugh or a growl. Whatever it was it sent her over the edge again. When she regained her senses, she began to move her hips up to meet his encouraging him to go faster. This was turning into the best revenge plan she'd ever hatched.

Without the use of her eyes, Nami found her other senses heightened and the sensations overwhelmed her time and again. By the time Zoro was ready for his release, she had already come twice more.

It was when Nami arched her back called out, "Oh! Fuck, Zoro! Ahh!" that Zoro spilled his seed inside of her. They were both breathing heavily and it was a while before either could move. Once his muscles stopped shaking, Zoro reached up and lifted the make-shift blind fold off Nami's eyes. When she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him with those sated mulberry eyes, he felt his chest constrict. He gave her a soft tender kiss and she smiled happily against his lips.

Reaching up he pulled the end of his sash and released Nami's arms. He hadn't tied them tightly at all; at any point she could have freed herself, but she played along like a good girl. Her newly freed arms came around Zoro's shoulders as she pulled him to her for more kisses.

They were both exhausted and spent. Eventually, Zoro moved to the side of Nami and laid down with his head pillowed on her breast. Even as tired as he was, he couldn't stop touching her. His hands slowly traced over her creamy skin while Nami's fingers tangled in his hair. He closed his eye enjoying the feeling.

After a long silent moment, Nami whispered, "Zoro?"

Opening his eye and looking up at her, Zoro said, "Yeah?"

This time Nami's smile was sweet and Zoro felt warm just looking at it. Her eyes shone as she said softly, "That was great."

Zoro felt his own smile spreading and he snuggled into her saying, "Yeah."

Shifting beneath him, Nami lifted her head up to place a kiss on the swordsman's forehead. "There is still a little time left before dinner. Sleep. I'll wake you when you need to get dressed."

Zoro nodded and pulled the blanket up over their still naked forms. His eye closed and he was out in seconds. All his previous anger had been long since forgotten. Nami's hands were running over his back making the most delicious sensations as he slept. He pressed into her more firmly never wanting to leave her side.

As Zoro slept holding her, Nami looked down at him and smiled. If it meant enjoying calm moments together like this, Nami wouldn't mind if all her panties were hung on the wall of the men's quarters. Holding Zoro as he slept against her, Nami finally let go of her resentment regarding the Mystery Panties. Having this man in her arms was worth any embarrassment that a stupid pair of panties could bring her.

Author's Note: Told you the pants might make a come back! I didn't think that a little bit of blindfolding and arm tying really required a bondage warning... plus I figured a warning would ruin the surprise. Let me know if you think it does need a warning and I will put one.

Also. Umm... yes... how badass was Zoro in the last chapter of the manga? (642). No spoilers, I promise. But damn! That boy is something!

Nami's birthday is given in the SBS section of the manga... actually everybody's is. Or at least Oda agrees to them. Point is, I didn't make it up.

Lastly, if you are reviewing (which I hope you do) and you know any communities of One Piece fandom... please let me know. I have just finished my Robin costume and I want to show it off. Along with... you know... talking about One Piece. Etc. Or PM me the info if you'd prefer. But I'm feeling the need to be more involved in the fandom.

Also I think I am caught up on my review replies. I try to reply to every review I get. But this week the toddler decided to declare war on sleep, so I'm a bit sleep-deprived at the moment. If I missed one I'm sorry!

Alright! Thanks for reading! Please review!