~Chapter Thirty~

***MINI – LIME WARNING***

Who doesn't like a little mini lime?

Everyone had agreed on splurging for the night, since they didn't get to come to a casino very often, and dinner was first on the list. The casino attracted a lot of attention from many different islands, and so it was on the wealthier end of the spectrum. Even one of the simpler restaurants was still fancy by Pirate standards, and they ended up deciding to eat at the Casino itself.

They were seated at two tables that had been pulled together to accommodate their 9 person crew, and somehow Nami ended up sitting directly across from Luffy, who was flanked by Zoro and Franky. On either side of Nami sat Tikka and Robin, as the ladies had been seated together. She couldn't help but notice that Tikka had chosen to sit across from Zoro, and the arrangement had her glanced from Robin to Franky and back with a curiosity about their relationship. Which was mostly non-existent, but she'd definitely noticed that Franky was more drawn to her than any other member of the crew.

It gave her something to mull over in her head as food was placed in front of them, and Nami's eyes were drawn back to Luffy. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him tonight, to be truthful. With the new knowledge that he was willing to commit to her and the baby as much as being the Pirate King, she just wanted to jump his bones. It made her antsy as she hurried to finish her meal without being rude through the dinner conversation, led mostly by Franky, Tikka, Chopper, and Usopp.

He loved to eat. Aside from being a pirate, it was his second favorite thing.

And he was surprising himself because he couldn't focus on the delicious meal in front of him when Nami was literally a foot across the table from him. Something about their conversation earlier and clearing the air with her just made him want to jump her. Not to mention the dress she was wearing…

He tried really hard to participate in conversation. Tikka was engaging him big time about gambling and he got into her discussion with her pretty heavily for a moment there, that is, until he shifted his feet and bumped against Nami's leg. He knew it was hers too, from the way she tensed and snapped her eyes to his. His whole body flushed with awareness. God damn, she looked good tonight…

A wicked thought occurred to him and he didn't disguise his devious intention from her, his eyes flashing briefly before he consumed himself with food and conversation with purpose. Under the table though, thoroughly hidden by the long table cloth, he stretched his arm out until he could tap her bare knee. He flipped his eyes up to her to gauge her reaction and suddenly was very confused when she did nothing. He frowned and tapped her leg again and this time, he got something.

Something… someone, gave him a good thrust in the jewels, completely winding him for a second that he nearly choked on what he was eating. He snapped his hand back and coughed as Zoro slapped his back.

"You okay?" the swordsman asked.

"Ya… ya… I'm good…" Luffy sputtered, gasping. Across the table, he noticed that Robin was giving him a little smirk that clearly bespoke of revenge and he fought the flush that worked over his face and stuffed food in his gullet faster. Clearly… he tapped the wrong leg…

"This is good food," he added, trying to break up the sudden awkwardness he felt, "Sanji! This is almost as good as your cooking!"

"They could stand to take a few hints from my culinary expertise," the cook replied casually.

It took Luffy a few minutes to recover and once he did, he decided he was going to try again under the table. He nudged Nami's foot with his and when he got a look from her, he knew he'd scored correctly this time. He stretched his arm under the table and tapped her leg, successfully making her jump a little and he kept a little smirk on his face, ambiguous and continued to eat and drink and converse with his nakama. All the while, under the table, he walked his fingertips up her knee, along her thigh until he crept right up under that short dress of hers. His heart was racing and his adrenaline was pumping at the idea that they were in such a public place, even more public than the dorms where everyone slept and the thought was titillating. She couldn't do a thing about his intention, short of leaving the table.

"So, Luffy! What are you going to do first!?" Tikka asked him.

He shifted his gaze over to her and grinned, "I dunno! The roulette table sounds awesome!" under the table, his fingers toyed with the edge of Nami's lacy undies that she was wearing. He drank some water to disguise the fact that his heart was on overload.

"Luffy! We should count cards!" Usopp suggested, "We could win so much money that way!"

"Yeah! Luffy, let's count cards!" Tikka seconded.

"Okay! How do we count cards?" he asked. Holy fuck… she was totally wet and hot for him. He dipped his finger beneath the panties to touch her slowly, torturously. He dared to flicker his eyes to her and then back to Usopp and Tikka, who started to explain the finer details of card counting.

Nami was very aware of Luffy's legs under the table, especially since he kept bumping her, either by accident or on purpose, she couldn't tell. She'd taken a peek, casually, as she'd leaned back and found that Tikka and Zoro were having a full-out footsie war, and Tikka's bare toes - she'd already slipped out of her heels - were rubbing against Zoro's ankles and making the swordsman's ears pink.

Deciding that was just too... ugh... to stare at, she'd begun ignoring what was going on under the table. That is, until a hand touched her leg. Not a foot or a leg, a hand.

Her eyes flashed up to find Luffy giving her a look over the table. Her mouth popped open in surprise, and she had half a mind to demand what he was doing, but Tikka jumped right into a conversation about gambling, and she became painfully aware of how public they were. This became even more of an issue when his hand slid up her thigh and then toyed with the edge of her panties.

She stiffened, unexpected heat shooting through her belly, as she straightened in her chair and shot Luffy a "cut-it-out" look before she tried to re-engage into the conversation.

He wasn't even looking at her! He was talking to Usopp and Tikka, as if he wasn't fondling her under the table. She bit her lip, trying to ignore the sensation of his fingers sliding against her skin insistently, and then suddenly he slipped under her panties, and she jumped, making Tikka shoot her a questioning look.

"Just... dropped an ice cube…" Nami said with a false grin on her face, trying to keep her expression as neutral as possible as he stroked her slowly, and her fingers clutched at the edge of the table. Tikka glanced down, over to Luffy, and Nami cursed her perceptiveness as awareness dawned on her expression.

It just made the situation a hell of a lot more awkward. Especially considering she was insanely turned on now, shocking herself more than anything else. Even though they were in a public place, Luffy's wicked grin and his deft fingers were making her catch fire, right at the table.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She abruptly pushed back from the table, closing her legs and pulling away from Luffy's hand. She shot to her feet and was immediately the center of attention as eyes turned up to her questioningly.

"Uh, bathroom," she said with a sweet smile, then spun on her heel and hurried away from the table at a fast walk, heading for the bathrooms. She wanted to look over her shoulder at Luffy, but strictly held her course and pushed into the bathroom, which was blissfully empty and had three stalls with individual locks.

Glancing at the mirror, she caught her own reflection, and saw that her eyes were glowing with heat, her cheeks rosy, her chest flushed. She bit her lip, glanced at the stalls, then locked herself in one to finish the job that Luffy had started. Damn him for making her so horny in a public place...

He watched her get up from the table and had to suck back the self satisfied smirk on his face as she looked incredibly frazzled as she walked away. Her Haki was all shades of reds and purples. He had the insane urge to follow her and continue what he was doing to her, but he also knew that that would instantly draw attention to them, especially because he hadn't had his fourth helping of food yet and his nakama would know that was strange.

So, he solved it but shoveling food into his mouth faster and with more vigor than earlier before declaring himself done and pushing away from the table.

"I'll be right back!" he announced when everyone glanced at him too with questioning gazes. He didn't even care that it was probably pretty damned apparent that he was going after Nami. He was so strung out right now they were lucky he didn't jump her at the table in front of them. He'd had four flipping days with blue balls. He needed some damned relief.

Luffy disappeared from the table and Tikka glanced around at everyone before turning back to her plate, "Were Zoro and I this obnoxious?" she asked, a smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.

"I'd say it was a fair shake," Usopp agreed and the rest of the crew nodded and snickered, causing Zoro's face to flush and him to crawl into the bottom of his sake glass.

Luffy knew exactly where he was going to find Nami. He didn't need to know that she was in the bathroom; he followed her Haki and pushed his way into the girl's bathroom. Three stalls greeted him and two sinks. No one else was here but her.

Thank god.

He locked the outer door, ensuring that no one would be walking in on them and casually walked down the line of half doors. It became blatantly obvious that she wasn't here to take a piss or doll up her face like most girls did. He sorta knew what he was going to find before he even followed her in here and the thought made his head spin.

She was in the last stall, and he could see the back of her calves as she was leaning against the door. She was utterly still and he put his face right next to the gap in the doorframe and said to her, his voice acquiring a breathless quality, "Don't stop on my account…" then, he stretched his arm down and up so that he could unlock the door, not waiting for her permission and barged into the tiny little space with her, forcing her away from the door before shutting it, locking it and pinning her against it.

"Go ahead…" he whispered, ducking his head to kiss her neck, "I'll watch…"

A/N:

I got nothing. Cheers.

One Piece belongs to Shonen Jump and Eichiiro Oda. We thank them for their genius and giving us characters to torture. The script is ours.

Credits:

Luffy: Jesachi

Nami: Goldensomething

Sub-characters: Combined Effort

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