Nami stared at herself in the vanity. At first, she tugged on the hem of the shirt while her face glowed red.
This would be impossible!
She picked and prodded at what Luffy had ordered her to wear. The anticipation was killing her, but she knew the indignity of the matter was what would finish her off. She wondered how quickly she could start a mutiny with the rest of the crew, but then filed that away.
Being disciplined for that sounded too arousing.
With a groan, Nami covered her face. She was lost, now and forever.
Her hips peeked out from under the shirt, and her heart fluttered before she took a deep breath.
Nami stepped outside and when she glanced around the deck to find it empty, she tiptoed to the kitchen. A faint breeze made her grip the hem of the shirt to hold it down. Her face was the epitome of red.
Everyone would know at a glance.
I should just turn around right now, she thought.
But she didn't stop.
After she double-checked the length of her shirt, she stepped into the madness of the breakfast scene.
"Good morning, Nami-san." Sanji poured coffee for Robin. A various chorus echoed the sentiment as she sat down, though not everyone paid her their complete attention.
Not for the first time since they got the Thousand Sunny, she still felt disappointed that there was no longer a bench. Instead, this table had sensible chairs. She missed when Luffy could reach over and fondle her. Was there another way they could do something similar?
When she asked for a cup of tea, she began to realize that he was sort of doing it then. No one had batted an eye at them on Merry, and, here on Sunny, no one noticed that she had gone commando.
Nami began to relax while she ate with the crew. Whenever she glanced at Luffy, he either ran his tongue over his lip lips or sucked on his fingers. All perfectly innocent. Her eyes would widen, and she turned away with a fidget as the heat built inside.
If Franky or Brook looked between the two, Nami noticed that Luffy began to crack his knuckles, and they would stop.
Despite the knowledge that the two thought they knew what was going on - they had no idea - her nervousness began to dissipate. Seated, she was protected from the possibility for anyone to find out more. The only thing she had to worry about now was if she dropped something and had to bend over to pick it up.
A little late, she remembered that she had to go 'take a nap'. She glanced around to make sure that no one paid too much attention to her besides Luffy before she held her head, and she feigned putting pressure against a headache.
Pushing aside the tea, Nami smiled at Sanji, and asked, "Could you get me some orange juice? I think I'm going to lie down a bit after breakfast."
"Right away, Nami-san!"
Nami finished her food and drink before she excused herself. Luffy's eyes met hers when she stood, and she kept herself from licking her own lips while he grinned. She tried to keep her pace even as she tugged on her nightshirt.
In the bedroom, Nami went along the wall and closed the little curtains on the portholes. If anyone asked, she would say the light had bothered her eyes. With a quiver of excitement, Nami tossed herself onto her bed when finished. She adjusted her night top down in case Robin came in first.
However, she bit her lip. What if Robin came in after Luffy?
Her veins prickled, and she hated how she only felt more stimulated. Groaning, she pressed her face into her pillow before she couldn't take it anymore due to less air. She turned her head to stare at the other bed.
Even though she knew that she had left early, Nami squirmed restlessly. He would have to slip away from them while making sure they weren't near the room at the same time.
Nami wondered with a frown just what he would do to pull that off.
While she laid there and twiddled her thumbs, Nami realized that she didn't like to wait. Luffy had never told her when it would happen before. She was excited, but her nervousness did not help. So much could go wrong, and then she would have to wait all over again.
She jumped when the door opened at last, and her eyes widened.
Luffy wore the dirty red dress shirt and torn black slacks. His black tie hung over his shoulders as if he had loosened it for the night. Part of her knew it was like that because he didn't know how to do it himself, but she shivered anyway.
When he unbuckled the belt, she twitched as an overwhelming desire to spread her legs took her, but she held firm. As he whisked it off in one swift motion from its loops, her eyes bulged, and she began to breathe faster.
With an explosion of color on her face, Nami moaned. He hadn't even touched her yet! She trembled though, and her legs pressed together to keep from prostrating herself to him. As if to stop the shaking, she brought her arms close to her sides.
Luffy cracked the belt. It sounded like thunder in her ears.
She groaned, and her face burned while her body began to throb.
"Meat."
"Orange," Nami whispered.
When he didn't lock the door behind him, she paled. Luffy approached the side of the bed and loomed over her.
"So you thought you could leave and come back just like that."
"I - I'm sorry, I-"
The belt slapped the bed, and she gasped, jerking her legs away even though he wasn't close.
"I didn't say you could speak."
Nami paled and clamped her lips shut with a whimper.
Her heart pounded like a drum, and she groaned while he stroked the belt over the curve of her rear. He flapped it against her. Despite the fact that there was no pain, she jumped. Her life would be over if anyone found out. She would die of humiliation, but not before Luffy wrung her out to dry.
The belt tapped her bare thigh, and Nami swallowed hard while she tried not to moan.
"You said you trusted me."
She froze.
A hot brand stung her rear, and she gasped while tears sprouted. As the belt struck again, Nami grunted and lowered her head to the pillow. Nami panted hard. At that moment, she didn't care where the others were. She didn't care if they even heard every single slap and cry.
Luffy patted her roaring flesh with his bare hand. "I trusted you."
When he pushed up her nightshirt, flaring skin hit cooler air. His tongue lapped the red brand she was sure was there, and she shuddered. The belt slapped one cheek before it crossed over to crack against the other, and Nami's mouth dropped open while she squealed with a raw throat.
"Don't think about crying for help ... or mercy."
As she moaned, Luffy strapped the belt across both cheeks, and her hips jolted. His hand slapped next, and the combination of his palm with the belt made her sob. A harsh sigh escaped her lips when she pressed her hips to his hand.
He groped a swollen cheek before he stroked circles over the red marks. Panting faster, Nami shuddered and groaned when he caressed her. She realized then that thick tear streams poured down her cheeks while he licked over the edges of her red skin.
The bed shifted when he leaned over her and whispered, "Meat."
"Orange." She moaned when he answered with a belt. Her jaw dropped, and she spread her legs to tilt her hips up more.
His lips touched her cheek with a growl. "Did you think he could please you more?"
Nami's eyes widened, and she shrieked when his hand slammed onto her sore, screaming cheeks.
A flush covered her face. Had he thought that? Or was he just playing it up?
When he straddled her thighs, Luffy cupped her ass cheeks, the belt, resting against his palm, pressed into her. His fingernails scratched across her skin which made her gasp. Instinctively, she wrenched away until he began to spank her again. Abashed from her desire, Nami trembled and she started to count every slap while she waited for it to end. She pushed her rear into his hand and drooled.
When it stopped, the sensation of stinging nettles formed on her flesh while he dropped the belt. With a hoarse groan, Nami hid her face into the pillow.
Cool air hit her core when he pulled her pussy lips open. Nami's body throbbed when he probed two thick digits into her, and she squealed when she realized they were both thumbs because he began to pull her walls apart.
"Nami, your body is so damn sexy. That bastard must've wanted to fuck your tight cunt!" His voice dropped when he leaned in and asked, "You didn't give into him, did you?"
She moaned. "No, I-!"
Nami choked on her words when Luffy buried himself into her. As her hips jerked and she squeezed him within, he speared her into the bed. She scratched at the blanket and sheets, moaning through a constricted throat, and her pussy wept around him.
As her eyes rolled back, Nami released a guttural cry as his hips slammed up, and she took it, craving more.
He slapped her cheek, and she cried out at last as her throat unstopped.
"You said I was too weak! Who's weak now!?"
Luffy's strong hand smacked her again, but she squealed when he backhanded the other cheek. The knuckles had a completely different feel from his muscled palm, and she sobbed while she pulled at the sheets.
"Tell me!"
With a whimper, her toes curled into the blanket. "I - I said that, but I was wrong!"
"Damn straight!" Luffy pressed her into the bedding, and then she heard it. His panting. Luffy's chest heaved against her back, and his strained, rough voice groaned. "Meat ..."
She hugged the pillow in front of her. "Orange!"
Luffy gripped either pigtail, and he yanked while he rode her. Nami's tongue lolled out of her parted lips, shocked into euphoric silence. He penetrated deeper with each thrust, and he became more erratic while the length of his cock drew out to his tip before he thrust fully inside. It kissed her womb each time.
When he released one of her pigtails, he picked up the belt. She knew because it started to crack against her rear. Nami gasped, tightening around his pistoning cock. It had never felt so large. Luffy laid into her plush ass even as he plowed deeper.
Nami bit the pillow and shrieked into it while he growled. "I've proved I'm stronger than him! Don't test me again, you dirty slut!"
Her throat gurgled when she met her end, and his seed flooded her womb.
The belt slipped to the bed when Luffy collapsed on her. His gasps filled her ears while she attempted to see straight, and she whimpered. She blinked, bleary-eyed, and exhausted. Nami had never felt so sated before. One coupling was seldom enough.
His fingers grazed her throat, and she gasped as her breath puffed faster and shorter. Fingertips touched her jugular, and her heart leaped.
He whispered in her ear, "Nami, don't ... leave me again."
Nami stiffened, her brow creasing in confusion. She dared to glance back at him, and saw that his eyes were red, pinched, and worried. He squinted at her before he sighed and dropped his head. When she touched the hand on her pigtails, he let go. Concerned, Nami twisted under him and let him slip out before she pulled him into her chest.
Luffy shuddered once and then pressed his face into her bosom. Nami smiled when she noticed that he began to relax in her embrace, so she squeezed him tighter.
"I never planned on it," she whispered into his hair.
He sighed. "I was so angry ..."
"I'm sorry."
"I was so relieved when I heard the rest of the Tone Dial, but ..." He trailed off, and he pouted at her. "Then I was all pent up, and Franky and Brook made you cry."
With a grunt, Luffy tightened his grip on her hips, and Nami inhaled slowly and deeply. She bit her lip and fidgeted, not sure what she expected, but then he said nothing else. It was not a confession as much as she yearned for it.
Eventually, he laid his head back down.
Nami whispered, "I was just frustrated. I know you don't ... you don't love me like that, but I hate hearing it."
His eyes widened, and he stared before he said, "Then I won't say it anymore."
Stunned, Nami began to warm. Idiot, that's not a confession, she told herself. Yet, her heart started to beat faster.
After he laid his head down, he mumbled into the side of a breast, "Nami, squish me."
She blinked before she narrowed her eyes at him. After she thought about it for a moment, Nami squeezed her breasts around his head, and he jerked, shocked until he burst out in laughter.
"That's not what I - Nami!" Luffy laughed when she wrapped her arms around his head and shoved his face into the caverns of her breasts.
Nami smiled and declared, "You have to suck your way out if you want to live."
He laughed harder, but his mouth latched onto the side of a breast, and he latched onto her skin. When she groaned, and her grip loosened, his lips moved higher. As his mouth found her nipple, Nami couldn't help but cry out, and she released his head.
Luffy's eyes found hers, and Nami smiled. Her body ached when he pressed against her, and his length rose.
"Don't leave me ever again."
Flushed, Nami melted under him. "I won't."
Licking his lips, he stroked her clitoris, and her hips bucked in response.
"We need to talk about the rules again."
She clutched at his pants and whispered, "I love the belt ..."
"Too bad I don't wear one all the time. Do you want me to?"
Nami moaned when he slipped a pattern over her pulsing clitoris.
N-a-m-i
p-u-s-s-y
Since she did not trust her voice to be any louder, she whispered, "Yes."
"I'll work it in. How about if I wear it, you need to go take another nap? I'll whip your ass till you're screaming."
With a shiver, Nami bit her tongue. "Yes, please. I'm so bad ..."
Luffy chuckled, and he patted her ass. When he did, she was reminded of how sore it was as her flesh answered with a hot flash.
"I missed this," Nami closed her eyes with a sigh. "Please, touch me more. Push me into a corner of the room, and take me ..."
He hummed in agreement. "I promise."
While they settled, Luffy began to nuzzle into her breasts again and smiled as his legs began to kick in the air above them.
She peeked at his happy feet. Her cheeks warmed before she buried her face into his hair and smelled his sweat. He stunk, but somehow, he smelled like her. When her grip tightened, he nibbled her breast and raised a brow.
As a thought occurred to her, Nami rubbed her nose against his. Their eyes met, and she asked in a soft hush, "Luffy ... why do you like this stuff?"
A slow, lazy smirk formed. "I found a lot of stuff in a dirty book in a trash heap. But one man's trash is another's treasure."
"So you found literal garbage, huh? So tell me, Trash King, what else did you find in those dirty books? Tell me what you really want to do to me."
His brows perked, and his feet paused in the air. Chin in his palm, his fingers drummed on his cheek while he turned away to purse his lips. Confused, she pouted and poked his cheek.
"Luffy ...?" He mumbled something, but she didn't catch it and frowned. "What'd you say?"
"Ah, see? I knew you'd hate it, so-" He tried to get up and off, but she wrapped her arms and legs around him to yank him back.
"I didn't hear anything! Say it again!"
He grimaced, turning his head the other way, and his shoulders hunched. Nami narrowed her eyes, and Luffy began to sweat when he said, "I ... uh ... you'll think it's too dirty."
Stunned, she wondered what Luffy - who spanked, roleplay raped, and belted her all while he spoke pure filth to her - thought was 'too dirty' to tell her. She leaned down and pressed her forehead to his while he paled.
"Luffy. Tell me."
After an audible gulp, he mumbled, "Promise you won't hate me."
She blinked, stunned. What did he want to do?
"Okay, Luffy, I promise."
He took a deep breath before he blurted out, "I wanna give you a baby!"
Nami instantly reddened, and she stared at him in shock. The cogs turned slowly while she thought back to their scenes together. Luffy had said a lot about impregnating her. She had thought it might have just been a go-to when he had nothing else to say. Chewing her lip, she squirmed before she tugged him back when he tried to pull away again.
With a pout, he narrowed his eyes while he studied her pensive face. After a moment, he blinked, and his eyebrows began to climb his forehead when he realized she was thinking about it.
"Nami ...?"
A baby. She shivered.
Of course, babies were made out of wedlock, and though she had thought before that she wanted his child, the little needling in her reminded Nami that he wanted to do it for sexual pleasure. He wanted to impregnate her because it aroused him. By her pounding heart, she thought it might have the same effect on her.
Of course, wasn't that the 'end goal' of sex anyway?
He kissed her breastbone and caught her gaze as her face reddened.
Luffy knew somehow. He always did.
"I don't think we should have a baby, but ..." she whispered softer while she stroked his hair, "I love it when you say you're going to give a baby to me. It feels ... dirty. Do you want a scene all about it?" I do.
With a groan, he pressed his face into her neck. Her entire body warmed with fuzzy feelings, and she embraced him while Luffy kissed up and down her throat.
"Yes." He groaned into her skin, "I'm going to fuck all the babies into your hot pussy hole."
The fuzzy feelings caught fire and burst into a raging flame. She shuddered and closed her eyes as Luffy switched her back on. It shocked her how much she wanted him. Nami wanted to run and hide when her blood burned hot, but then Luffy would drag her back to him. Under him.
Luffy whispered what he would do to her in her ear - all the ways he could make their baby. Each scene sounded more filthy than the last.
As she squirmed, he panted while he stroked her clitoris and pussy.
For the first time ever, Luffy gazed into her eyes and said, "I want to do it now."
Her eyes widened, and she gasped when he sat up, looming over her. When his cock pressed against her pussy, a lump formed in her throat as the reality of her captain impregnating her began to truly form in her mind.
"Which one?" She whimpered.
Luffy stroked his cock while he stared at her body, and he groaned. "I don't care. Pick, Nami."
Nami bit her lip before she whispered, "Breed me ... you're an animal."
"Damn straight, I am." He sighed before he growled, nibbling and sucking her shoulder.
She scratched his back and gasped. His cock pressed against her pussy harder to threaten her womb. "Get - get off of me ..."
His eyes met with hers before he groaned and spun her onto her hands and knees. With a shiver, she tried to crawl away only for him to drag her back by her hips. Luffy leaned in over her with a growl. "Hold still, kitten."
Shocked, she blushed from the epithet until he slid inside, and she whimpered.
When he began to pound into her, she clutched the blankets with a sob, and her eyes rolled back in pleasure. His nails dug into her skin, and he snarled. "Yes ... I'm gonna fill you full of kittens now!"
"I'm not an animal! I can't! Please, don't cum in me!"
Squealing, her pussy squeezed him while her body pulsed, and he struck deep inside. At that moment, she felt like an animal. Luffy was instinct personified, and he marked her body, inside and out. Nami screamed when he grasped her breasts.
His voice, gruff and hoarse in her ear, groaned. "I can't wait to drink your milk."
With a stunned gasp, Nami tightened around him, and she panted faster while her body trembled to his touch. That had hit the pit of her stomach with a pleasant punch. When he started to tug on her nipples, Nami's toes curled, unable to separate the thought of him nursing from her mind when he touched her like that.
"No ..." She shook while she tried not to thrust back.
"Brood whores like you love getting knocked up!" He growled. Luffy slammed deeper, and her breath hitched.
As one of his hands slipped down to cup her belly, her entire body throbbed. For a moment, she could feel their baby.
Her mind blanked before she moaned. "You beast, you can't mate with me!"
The hand on her belly tightened, and he groaned into her ear. "You're in heat, you little whore. Now, you'll carry all my brats, and I'll feel them grow inside."
"No!" Nami panted as her pussy throbbed around him. "I can't-!"
When he turned her head, he took her lips, Luffy sucked on her tongue and mouth, and she gasped before she clung to his hair. She sobbed to his lips as he claimed her. Luffy pounded inside and pressed her into the bed, but he stroked her stomach.
Tears sprang to her eyes, and Nami felt her heart ache. She could feel him - Nami knew he would plant his seed, and fill her body. With a cry, she clutched the hand over her belly before she dissolved into the pleasure.
Grunting, Luffy poured into her. "Take it!"
"Don't knock me up!"
She cried out and shuddered as his juices filled her. While she ground back against his cock, Nami bit her lip and whimpered.
That day, they only added to their list.
And they would not see each other for two years.
