"You've never done it before?" The raised brow on Zoro's forehead made Luffy scowl in annoyance.

Luffy sat back, shoulders hunching while Zoro stared at him. "It's my first night! Everyone has one! Even you had sex for the first time!"

"Yeah, but you're an incubus!"

Pouting, he tapped at his goat-like black horns and looked away. "So? It's just my turn to look for my own meal."

Zoro pursed his lips and snorted. "Well, no night like Halloween to do it, I guess." He smirked and pointed down the bar. "So are any of these ladies your type?"

"How should I know? Most of them look tasty." When Luffy looked where he pointed, he shifted as his senses searched out for the feeling of lust or passion, but frowned. He felt little of either. "Doesn't seem to be a lot of women interested."

"Don't you have to present yourself or something?"

Luffy raised a brow. "How do you think my powers work?"

With a grunt, Zoro shrugged while he drank his beer. "I dunno. Just go talk to someone."

Scoffing, he shook his head with a laugh. "If there's not enough lust, I can't do anything, Zoro, and I don't sense any in here."

"What? It's a bar," Zoro said, scowling. "Everyone wants to fuck, don't they?"

"Maybe twenty years ago when you were still older than dirt."

Luffy grinned while Zoro muttered about insolence and how back in his day it was and the ilk. As he turned his ear away from his demonic friend, Luffy perused the women walking past, but felt no sexual desire from any of them. A few might have a flash of tasty interest when they looked at someone else, but for the most part, Luffy was not catching anything that might be turned to his own need.

He had to feed, but he was watching how cute their costumes for Halloween looked instead. A hippy walked by all tassels and smiles for her friends, but her eyes glided past him.

One woman wore a loose jacket with Mix Maker emblazoned on it and strutted her stuff to the laughter of those with her, but she did not strut his way.

A group of women glittered in sequins in skin-tight disco leotards, and he smiled as they did silly dance moves. He felt bland even while revealing his horns to others. Perhaps, he should have pulled on more than a leather jacket and jeans.

"I don't think this is where I'll find a meal," Luffy said. When he turned to Zoro though, he frowned. Zoro was talking to someone dressed all in stripes with a ghastly painted face. He patted his shoulder. "I'll see you later, Zoro."

He avoided running into a woman dressed in magenta Greek clothes but had to apologize to her male friend in some kind of huntsman costume when they crashed. After that, Luffy threaded through the crowd with a grimace. So far, the only lust he could sense had come from some men who were ogling a group in the corner.

It was enough to make him pause and look, but no one there seemed interested in passion either.

What was an incubus to do in a world where flirting with a stranger was no longer common?

Luffy stopped to let a woman in black and white lead a man in a dalmatian suit past but went on his way. That lust seemed to be for them anyway, and no one really batted an eye at the pair.

As he approached the exit, he sent his senses out for one last sniff for lust and stopped near the table by the door.

"Robin, that couple's costume is hilarious, look!"

"Oh, my, how cute."

Here?

He glanced at the pair and saw a nun and a pastel Mad Hatter.

The nun with fiery orange hair bit her lip as she watched the pair while her friend did not appear as interested. She, however, rubbed her thighs together, humming. She seemed to imagine something before she turned back to the other woman.

"It's kind of risque though."

Luffy smiled though. The sensations he could feel stemming from her hid a secret. What she saw excited her. He admired her sexy short nun skirt and how the habit framed her face but did not cover the fire of her hair. A glance around the bar reminded Luffy that no one here appeared to be on the prowl though.

He would stick out if he approached, but he had to make some kind of impression upon her to find a foothold in her dreams.

Just how could he do that without outright flirting with her though?

When he fanned himself in the stifling heat of the barroom - all the pressed bodies did nothing even though the night was cold enough to make frost appear on leaves - Luffy pursed his lips as he felt a spike in her lust.

With a scan of the room, Luffy did not see another couple that might have stood out or even any man dressed in a revealing fashion.

So when he glanced at her, he was surprised to see her staring at him next.

Luffy grunted and eyed the crowd again - he had only glanced once, he hadn't been caught staring. He had caught her in truth. When he fanned himself with his leather jacket and tugged on the collar of his t-shirt, he smiled as her lust peaked again.

A pervert? In a sexy nun costume?

He pulled his shirt out from his jeans as if to fix a crease, letting himself pull his shirt up just enough to flash abs before he adjusted his shirt. The desire whirled now, almost deep enough for him to dip his fingers inside, but he resisted. If he tasted her now, it might make later more difficult.

All he had to do was imprint some of himself into her subconscious.

Then her dream would be his.

His mouth watered.

Luffy slipped into her window. Now morning, the nun - no longer dressed as one - laid under a plush comforter that he stripped away. At her naked form, he licked his lips. He prodded tenderly at her mind to find the deep sleep she was in.

Her dream, sultry and yearning in its own right, he tweaked.

The beautiful woman below him shifted and moaned, but as he strummed along the strings of her dream, he formed the lucid part he wanted to show her.

She - Nami - took over the rest.

When she opened her eyes, she wore the nun's habit and gown, though now it was proper. Nami sat upright with a yawn, rubbing her eyes before she stood from the pew.

Nami walked by where he sat, otherwise alone in the church with the dreaming woman. As she bowed her head to pray, Luffy stalked her back. On the edge of his vision, the dream blurred, details shifting and changing around. Was this her church? No, just how she imagined churches to look. She didn't go.

Luffy smirked when she turned and saw him.

"Are you here to pray?"

He licked his lips.

"I was hoping you could save me."

Her eyes widened when she looked at his horns. In her dream, they grew larger, and Luffy suppressed the moan in his chest.

How hungry she was.

With the logic of dreams, Nami turned to open his jeans, and he received another surprise. She had more than hunger. Nami had a deep thirst if his length and girth told him anything.

Luffy groaned. "Try some."

As she slicked her tongue over her lips, Luffy stroked her head before he tugged gently. Her wet lips latched around his tip, the suction pulling on him. Swallowing him inch by inch, Luffy stroked along the lucid strings of her dream in search rather than ordering any change. He would find her desires and grant them while he prepared her.

His eyes popped open, gasping before he thrust into her mouth. She gagged with a moan, eyelashes fluttering as she stared back into his eyes. He chuckled, stroking her cheeks.

"Can't you fit any more in?" Humans had such a silly thirst, secret and yet telling all at once. She wavered, whimpering, and he thrust deeper. Her throat lodged around his cock, and Luffy grunted in satisfaction when he tasted the ripple of her ecstasy along the strings.

He plucked another string and smirked. Was that all she wanted?

Luffy licked his lips as he pulled out of her gasping mouth. "Sister Nami, please, I need your help badly."

With a shiver, Nami pushed him onto a pew, and he groaned when she swallowed him once more. She drooled around him, panting and moaning with lust. His tip dribbled against the back of her throat, and Luffy hissed as he pushed back against it again. Nami gazed up at him, adoring, worshipping him.

She tore his jacket open, and he smiled at his bare chest.

"Don't you want to save me? You're failing, Sister Nami." Nami whimpered as he yanked her head down harder, grunting around his girth, and Luffy bucked deeper still.

Her desire spiked, the strings quivering in excitement as he stroked along them. Almost. He could taste the lurid lust dripping from her, but he couldn't sup yet.

He was still cooking her.

As he pulled her mouth off, Luffy smirked at her while she panted and squirmed.

When he gripped his cock, pumping the girthy thing she had imagined - that she wanted to ride like a bucking whore - Nami undid her gown to let it pool at her feet. The black lace underneath made him sigh in happiness.

"You are a thirsty nun. Maybe I should be the one saving you, hm?"

Nami straddled his lap on the pew, and he laughed as she circled her hips over his cocktip. "Please, let me try to save you."

"I don't think I can stop you," he purred before he grabbed her hips to pull her to his mouth. His tongue slipped into wet heat, and he moaned against throbbing lips. Her rich scent filled his nostrils, and Luffy grunted as he wrapped his lips around her clitoris, sucking and tugging. Nami thrust against his face, and Luffy melted.

His stomach rumbled, so he drank her juices. Thrusting his tongue into her, Luffy growled against her form, nails digging into her thick hips to help her fuck his face.

For a moment, he lingered here, drowning in the sensations of her arousal. When he blinked, his skin was bright red.

Was he her demon tempting her into ruin?

Well then, he had to tempt her the right way if that's how she wanted it.

Laving his tongue to circle her clitoris again, Luffy panted to her cunt. It pulsed quicker to his lips while Nami wobbled over him. She had grabbed hold of his horns, and he growled before he raked his teeth across her labia. When her hips bucked, Luffy pierced her again with his tongue.

It was a tiny, dirty thought in the back of her mind, but he dug a finger into her tight ass. Somehow, she tightened, and he drooled when she whimpered. She trembled to his touch, hips quivering as he pumped both ass and cunt.

"Wait, I-!"

"Save me, Sister Nami," Luffy whispered to her clitoris before she squealed as he thrust a second finger inside. "Before I take you."

That made her hips jolt forward, and he moaned while his tongue circled through soaked lips. Nami gasped above him, shaking, and he thrust his fingers faster.

"It's dirty! It's dirty!"

He smirked with his tongue buried in her cunt. The silly thirsty nun had something dirtier in her mind. Those desires pulsed and trickled through the strings, growing taut.

Luffy plucked one, and she sprayed into his mouth with a shriek, her lips and walls squeezing his tongue while he drank her down in huge gulps.

Nami yanked on his horns, choking on a moan, and he sucked and thrust his tongue through her orgasm. He wallowed in the passion now, drinking both her lust and piss while she jerked and moaned brokenly.

When he parted from her, licking his lips with a groan, Nami peered down at him, cheeks dark with pleasure. As their eyes met, Luffy shuddered from the thought in her head. Of all the dirty women he could have found, he was glad he had found this one.

He pulled her closer and grinned when she sobbed with the third finger.

"No, it's filthy!"

Her cunt parted, slick with juices, around his cockhead. To lead her down, Luffy grasped her teat and pulled hard. She choked, delighted as she sank onto his cock, and Luffy arched into a pool of delicious tightness. Nami's womb kissed his cockhead, and for a moment, Luffy's head flopped back, hissing while she constricted.

"Shut up," he growled. His fingers thrust again, shuddering when she jerked with them, crying out. "Please your new master!"

She slammed onto him. Sparks flew into his eyes and blinded him. Luffy grunted and grasped her waist only to groan at the sight of his huge hand. Nami had imagined him larger still, as if to match the cock impaling her with each of her own thrusts.

He did not think that he would ever be tired of the way of dreams.

Luffy hissed, reveling in hot juices dripping down his shaft before he lifted her.

While she trembled in his grip, struggling to thrust down, he murmured, "Sister Nami, your cunt is amazing, but I don't need you to fuck me like a sloppy virgin. I'll make you my cocksleeve instead."

When he pumped her body on his cock, Luffy arched with a growl while her jaw dropped. He could thrust her down deeper, watch how her eyes bulged, and she squealed, stuck like a filthy sow.

He drank her desperate desire, sighing in relief when she constricted in orgasm, and he inhaled that pleasure too. Nami shook hard, hips jerking on him while he fucked her ruthlessly.

"You devil!" But she tightened and writhed to his tune as he strummed along the beautiful threads.

Each thrust tipped her closer and closer. Nami clutched his huge thumb as if she could hold on with that alone. Luffy moaned and scissored his fingers in her ass. She bucked with a whine, shaking, and she squeezed tighter.

"That's it," he whispered. When he shoved her completely onto himself, Nami sobbed while her body reacted like a proper cocksleeve - the one she wanted to be on him.

She shuddered as her cunt coiled, tightening on him like a vice. He let her take him over with her, flooding her body in seed until Nami collapsed against him, boneless while he pulled his fingers out.

"I'm visiting you again," he whispered before he turned her over, and the bed was below them.

Nami panted, breath visible in the cold room. As he turned her onto her belly under him, he smirked at his form. Back to normal but for the missing clothes.

As he slipped in between her thighs, Nami moaned, liquid chocolate eyes peering over her shoulder.

But he didn't have to worry about her waking anymore.

She couldn't fight it anyway.

Luffy slammed into her cunt, holding her hips to the bed while she teared up, drunk on pleasure as he grunted over her body. He gasped when his cock still kissed her womb, and her fingers clutched at the sheets.

Her ragged gasps filled his ears. With each rock into her body, Luffy drank deeper of her passion. She jerked, unable to thrust back, and his stomach roared while he ground circles against her.

Dragging his tongue up her back, Nami squealed weakly. He chuckled, whispering into her ear, "It's your lucky day. I'm still hungry, Nami."

When he sank deeper, she clutched tighter around him, and he pulled on her hips harder. That dream had been amazing, but he couldn't imagine anything better than taking the actual body. He drank her deeply, watching her gasp and twitch.

Nami could only squeeze him, enraptured by his touch - by the dream he had given her. She took him with soft sighs, trembling while his hips slapped to hers. When she choked on a moan, he quickened inside of her, bracing himself for that orgasm rolling through her body. Luffy soaked in the waves of her desire and pulled out with a hiss before he pressed against her asshole.

She squeaked, and he groaned while his cock delved into her loosened hole.

"Ah." He glanced at her, shuddering as her eyes rolled back.

"Silly humans like you really need to get back to basics. If you like it," he said, plunging deeper, "then you should say so!"

Luffy rocked slowly at first, minding the quivering strings that fed him her lust. Yet he didn't have to worry as she tightened, tongue lolling out of her mouth.

"Love it," she whispered dreamily.

Her asshole pulsed around him, and he moaned into her ear. "I know you do."

The next time he saw her in the bar, Nami's cheeks burned with desire, but he could feel that tick of embarrassment mixed inside.

He would have to visit her again to get rid of that shy side.