Warnings: Pre-Negotiated Sex Scenes, Actually Exactly How One Might Want to Start a BDSM Lifestyle, Pinching, Spanking, Consensual Non-Consent

Legs hanging over the port side, Luffy twisted to gape at his crew. "Me?"

"Who else is so unreadable?" Zoro shrugged.

"But - I'm easy!" He pointed at himself, sweating when they all tilted their heads at the same time. "Read my face! Do it!"

"He might be hungry?" Sanji hummed.

Robin giggled, covering her mouth. "He's clearly shocked at least."

Chopper hopped up and down. "Are you sick, Luffy!? Oh, no! Call a doctor!"

Wilting, Luffy looked at the others, but Franky snickered. "Well, I know what you're not thinking of at least."

Luffy blinked, his brows rising before he whipped around to face them better. "Huh? You can't tell what I'm thinking, but you know what I'm not thinking?"

"Not a perverted thought in your head, I bet. It's all right though. You're still super!"

When everyone nodded as if they hadn't considered that, Luffy's jaw dropped.

"Huh!? I do too!"

Sanji, Franky, and Brook - well, Sanji and Franky - narrowed their eyes at him. Brook laughed. "Yohohohohoho! Ah ..." He sipped his tea. "That was funny, Captain."

Shoulders hunching, Luffy gaped. "It's not a joke!"

Snickering, Sanji shook his head. "I mean, at least, we can tell when you're lying."

"Am I lying now!?"

Sanji glanced up, the epitome of smug before he frowned. He squinted before sweat pricked from his forehead. "Uh ... well ... then ... think of something perverted."

"Now?" Luffy pursed his lips, rubbing his chin as his face contorted. "Uh ..."

"See? Nothing!"

"You can't just spring it on me all of a sudden!"

Sticking her tongue out, Nami made the sign for money. "I'll give you some inspiration for a price."

"I don't need to pay you for that!" He huffed, grinding his teeth until she raised a brow.

"I feel like I should still charge you anyway."

"Gah! Don't!" He sweated until she broke out into a grin.

"Well, let's see your perverted face then."

"You just want to see it so you can charge me!"

She smiled so sweetly he nearly relaxed. "Of course, that's why."

"You're the worst! Fine!" Luffy snorted, staring her down as images of her over his lap came to his head. She needed a good spanking to correct this with her panties still hooked around her knees.

Nami raised a brow. "Well?"

His eyes widened. "Huh?"

Robin mused, pursing her lips. "Maybe it's not as perverted as he thought? Try again."

Luffy twitched, glancing between them in shock before he shook himself. "It's really perverted though! I swear!"

"Whatever it was, it couldn't be that bad. I'd charge you maybe a hundred berries for that glance."

"That little!?" He growled, staring them down. Both of them! While he had them chained to the underside of the table so he could take turns on them in secret so no one else saw!

Sanji snorted. "Now you just look mad."

"Of course, I'm mad! I'm a full-blooded man too!"

Zoro rolled his eye. "Don't need to prove yourself like that, idiot. If you're not into sex, that's fine. We kind of figured you weren't."

"You can't decide that for me!"

Nami tilted her head, humming, before she shrugged. "It doesn't matter anyway."

"It does to me! My crew can't read me and now you guys don't think I think about perverted stuff!"

She smiled, so sweetly again, so he scowled, but she said, "It doesn't matter what kind of face you make. So long as I can make you smile, that's all that matters to me."

He had been leaning forward further and further from the railing he was seated on. Now, he slipped and fell face-first into the grass of the deck, still gaping. When he lifted his head, redder than a beet, she flushed back.

"Don't blush, idiot!"

"Don't say it like that then!"

Usopp hooted. "Ooh! Now we know how to make Luffy blush anyway!"

He pouted at him, but his eyes darted to Nami before crawling away, leaving his fishing rod behind, forgotten. "You guys are the worst!"

"Oi, Luffy, put your stuff away!" Usopp called after him.

Nami and Robin laughed while Franky followed. "So what were you thinking about that was so perverted? Maybe I can give you some pointers. And just so you know, holding hands isn't pervy."

"I don't need pointers! That's not what I was thinking of anyway!"

Luffy snorted as he dug through his pile on the floor to find a shirt that smelled clean. He didn't always toss his dirty clothes in the right pile after all. When his nose crinkled, he chucked it to the side for sorting. Later. When he thought about it.

The cleanest shirt found, Luffy pulled it on before he headed out again with a sigh.

When he came out, the others were back to their own tasks or hobbies. Far above, the clank of metal started again while something savory wafted from the kitchen. The center deck was quiet for once, only the soft grinding of a mortar making much noise.

On the starboard side, Robin giggled at something Nami said before Nami turned to walk past him. While doing so, however, she smirked. "Since I can't read your perverted face, maybe I should just charge you whenever you look at me."

Brow twitching, Luffy said, "You don't even know what you're charging me for!"

Stopping at her door, Nami pursed her lips back at him before she grinned. That sweet one. The one that made him sweat. "So tell me."

"You're gonna charge me though!" He stalked up the stairs with a scowl, but she giggled behind her hand.

"You're so mad about it. I don't get why you would be though."

"Maybe because you guys are making weird assumptions about me! When did I say I don't think anything perverted? I saw you in that bathhouse too!"

Nami smirked. "Oh, is that all you were thinking about?"

He twitched before he realized he was in front of her, and he gritted his teeth. When their eyes met, Nami blinked, and a soft flush covered her face. Luffy sighed, trying to make himself relax. As much as he had those thoughts, he didn't want to hurt or scare her. Not exactly.

"Not that."

"I find that hard to believe," she whispered.

"Well, too bad, I guess."

After a moment, Nami narrowed her eyes. "I'll talk to you later about it."

His eyes widened, tilting his head before his own blush crossed his cheeks. "Huh?"

"Later," she said and slipped into the women's room.

His jaw unhinged, and he stared at the door longer than he intended, only dragging himself away when the red faded. Had she finally read something on his face? Did she like it?

Later turned into next week when Nami set a drink in front of him in the aquarium bar. As he took it, her finger stroked along his, and his eyes widened before he searched her face. Nami smiled coyly as she slipped onto the bench beside him, legs crossing, but the one over her knee bounced. Expending energy. Nervously.

He was sipping the tequila when she asked, "So what are those perverted thoughts?"

Luffy overflowed his mouth before he coughed it the rest of the way down. "What the hell, Nami!"

She smirked. "Oh, did I surprise you?"

"It was out of nowhere!"

Shrugging, she sipped her drink. "Are you gonna answer?"

After a moment, his eyes narrowed. "You're not gonna charge me, are you?"

Nami hummed, swishing her drink thoughtfully until she smiled. "This one's on the house."

He pursed his lips, and his mind turned back to that thought of her on his lap again for punishment, but added a leash to the mix. "I was thinking about spanking you over my knee."

Her jaw dropped, eyes dilating before she snapped. "Two billion berries!"

Luffy burst out laughing.

"That's not funny, Luffy! Tell me the truth!"

"Mm, and I just added a leash." He grinned as her face flushed.

"You just talked to Franky about it. I don't think Sanji has that in him anyway."

Drinking his tequila, Luffy licked his lips, glancing at the ceiling to where the kitchen was far above before he said, "Nah, I think he'd be happy with whatever else though."

He stirred his drink with his finger to mix it in with whatever was floating on the bottom and sucked his finger clean - finding it a little sweeter with something cherry and citrus inside - before he noticed her eyes on him. After a moment, she blushed darker, lips pursed, but seemingly refusing to turn away.

Luffy grinned. "What?"

"You really ... Why?"

With a shrug, he took another gulp of the drink. "I dunno. What do you like?"

Nami snorted. "Like I'd tell you now!"

His glass paused halfway to his lips. "You were gonna tell me before you found out though?"

"I - well-" Nami's eyes darted away, and his eyebrows lifted as she stood in a rush as if she might leave, but she smoothed her hands over her hips as if to wipe something off, and he blinked. Focused on her short skirt and the low-cut slinky top.

He tried to remember if he had ever seen her in anything quite like it. Nami kept rubbing her hands though. Was she wiping condensation from her drink or sweat?

"We're just talking," he said.

She glanced at him from out of the corner of her eye, but Luffy watched some tension leave her shoulders. For a moment, she looked ready to sit once more, but her knees locked as if bracing herself. Their eyes met though, and she took a deep breath that she tried to hide.

"Right." Nami sank back into the bench, though not as close to him as she had been. She breathed in deep again, and Luffy hid the quiver of a smile behind his glass. "I didn't expect that I guess."

"I told you I had perverted thoughts too."

"It's just darker than I thought."

He pouted when he reached the bottom of his glass, but put it aside. "What's dark?"

"Spanking! Never mind a - a leash."

Nose scrunching in confusion, Luffy hummed. "What's dark about it? It's just something I found I liked."

Nami's eyes flattened. "And you just imagine doing that to ladies? To me and Robin."

"Not all the time? I guess. Not a lot of other women on the ship."

Snorting, she smirked, reaching for her glass again. "And to think you're really just like any other guy. Well, I'm not just going to bend to that kind of attitude. I'm not a whore."

He raised a brow. "I didn't say you were? What's bending or whatever got to do with being a whore?"

She blushed, face half-hidden behind her drink as she mumbled, "Sleeping around ...?"

"Sex doesn't make someone a whore though?" His head bobbed back and forth, trying to reason with that in his head. "Does that make me a whore?"

Nami's jaw dropped. "Men can't be whores."

"Why not? I've heard of manwhores."

After a moment, her teeth clicked while her lush lips pushed out in a pout.

As she drank, turning away to let her eyes trail to the fish in the tank, Luffy hummed. "Why do you think I don't have these kinds of ideas anyway?"

Her mouth opened before it snapped shut, and she said, "Doesn't matter now, does it?"

Nami leaned against the bench with more ease now, and her eyes traced to him, though not at his face. Was she looking at his chest or lap? She raised her head, but the instant their eyes crossed, she ducked hers away. His lap. Nami was looking at his lap. Was she searching for something?

He licked his lips of the aftertaste of his tequila. A small buzz in his head, but he pouted before he said, "Did you wanna talk about your perverted thoughts too?"

"I don't have dirty ideas!" Her eyes flashed back at him.

When he raised a brow, she gritted her teeth, but didn't back down this time. "So what did you think I was thinking?"

"Well-" Nami licked her lips, fiddling with her glass before she shrugged "-you just seemed like ... maybe you'd want someone to show you how."

Luffy goggled at her. "Someone ... lead me?"

She opened her mouth, so sure until she blinked and stared back at him, the idea apparently dying in her head as her mouth shut. "Wait, yeah, that's crazy. Who'd be able to lead you around?"

Grinning slowly, he said, "You thought you could."

"Yeah, but-" Her eyes bulged, and she clamped her hand over her lips much too late.

With a snicker, he reclined on the bench, hands behind his head. "Shishi! Is that what you like?"

Nami sniffed, but she didn't look away. "I dunno. I ..." She shrugged again. "I've never done it before."

"How were you supposed to teach me anything?" He grinned wider when she reddened.

"I figured I knew what I liked more than you at least."

"Wanna compare?"

Her eyes widened, and Nami played with the rim of her glass as she peered inside before she downed the remainder of her drink.

"Fine. You're on."

The empty glass clinked against his when she set it down.

"So you wanna try spanking. And putting someone on a leash?" She held out two fingers.

Humming, he stared at those fingers before he said, "Now you tell me two."

She stiffened, but licked her lips, glancing at her hand before she said, "Uh ... I'd like to try some stuff. I mean, I don't know if I'll like it until I try it."

He tilted his head back and forth. "I guess so."

"So if ... someone licked me. Down there."

"Your pussy?"

Nami looked ready to fry. "Yeah. That."

Luffy grinned, trying not to laugh. "One more to go, Nami."

"Uh, well, ss ... sex itself?" She glanced at her fingers as if considering the two things he had told her.

"Anal?"

"No! I meant - I was thinking of the ... my pussy." She sagged with relief to get that out, though she glowered at him.

He smirked, showing two fingers back. "Pussy licking and fucking. Got it."

Nami's mouth worked in silence before she just nodded in answer.

"Hmm, I wouldn't mind doing those two." When she gaped, he chuckled. "Your turn again."

When she darkened, only the two fingers still held up on her hand, Luffy reached over to pull her other two fingers gently from her palm. Nami blinked, staring at his hand before she whispered, "I might like to know what it feels like - or tastes like."

"What?" He grinned as she darkened, glancing at his lap.

"You know."

"I don't unless you tell me."

Nami bunched her cheeks, flaring before she said, "I want to try ... semen. And suck a cock - to see if I like it."

He lifted two fingers, feeling a thrill in him. Luffy opened his mouth, but Nami continued before he could say anything to answer her dirty thoughts. "The bathroom is fairly quiet, so sneaking up there would keep it out of everyone else's earshot at least."

While she burned hotter, Luffy lifted his last digit. "I wanna use the bench behind the helm in the middle of the day."

Her jaw dropped, but she managed a puff of laughter before she had five fingers out. "All right, then ... sneaking kisses in the pantry."

"Pinching and teasing under the table."

They had six fingers each now, and Luffy shifted to get comfortable. Nami eased closer.

"Sucking my nipples until I scream."

"Sucking your nipples until you cum on my lap."

She bit her lip, but she didn't look away. Seven fingers between them, and she whispered, "While I'm on your cock?"

"And if you squirm too much, I'll hold you down until you learn your lesson."

Nami glanced at the door before she inched ever closer. Their thighs touched, and their bodies jumped. She was warm, flooding through his jeans, and Luffy watched how her hands tightened on her knees.

"I thought you'd spank me if I was bad."

"There's lots of ways to teach you manners, Nami."

Here, she frowned through a bitten lip, chewing. But she didn't look away.

"Eight," he said. "Do you wanna go for ten?"

Her eyelids lowered, a slight daze as she leaned forward just so. "All right ... I wanna try stripping. For real, not like the bathhouse."

His brows perked, and Luffy swallowed nothing before he lifted a finger. "I wanna eat off of your body."

Nami inhaled slowly, holding her breath until he grinned, and she let it all out in a rush. She glanced at his lap again, and suddenly it all made sense. "I want to stretch your cock around me."

Luffy stared. "That. I wanna do that."

Burning, flushed and hot against him, Nami shifted to slide onto his lap, and he reclined, gritting his teeth when her hips pressed on his hard-on. When she did, her eyebrows twitched before she smiled and ground against him. Luffy hissed, but took it, his fingers curling into fists to keep them back, done counting.

"It's a lot to do all at once. We can't be in two places at once either." She turned, her legs draping over his other leg while her breasts touched his chest.

"Let's do two right now," he whispered. Nami's eyes widened as he pulled her tighter against him, but he only kept his hands on her waist to keep from shaking. "I pick one of yours, and you pick one of mine. Whichever ones we want."

"Well ... if you tell me what pinching and teasing means," she said. So close, Luffy's fingers convulsed on her for a moment, wanting to show her that way.

"Pinching is the teasing."

Nami smiled. That sweet one. "What are you, a little boy that likes pulling hair?"

"I wanna do that too."

Laughing, Nami ground on his lap, and he jerked with a sharp hiss. "That's not fair. Do I have to tell you another one?"

He throbbed against her, gritting his teeth. "Tell me."

Her mouth slid to just beside his ear, and Luffy went shocked-still. "Can I call you Captain?"

His throat ached as he swallowed nothing. "That's a requirement."

"Then we better pick two," she whispered.

Luffy groaned as she circled her hips. Her core was warm, melting him through jeans and boxers and her panties. Skirts were good. Skirts were nice.

"Pick one already," he grunted out, panting when she gripped his hair.

"Pull my hair, Captain."

When he latched onto her wavy curls, Nami gasped. He pulled gently for now, directing her to face him. "I wanna kiss you here in secret. Now tell me what else you want."

She smiled so sweetly. "Pinch me."

His other hand dropped to wrench a smidge of her pretty flesh between thumb, forefinger, and middle finger, feeling her jump and gyrate against him.

"Captain!"

"Tell me if it's too much," Luffy hissed out as he pinched again. She shifted to straddle his lap, and he groaned while she made little soft thrusts against him. He tugged on her hair, bringing her closer, and Nami kissed him.

Sanji always said angels would sing a chorus in the back, but all Luffy heard was the pummeling of drums in his ears, and a raging hunger as he pressed her down on the bench, grinding against her instead before he could stop. He parted, breathing hard while she tried to suck and pull on his bottom lip.

"I wanna hump your pussy."

She wrapped her legs around him and yanked him closer. "Do it! Don't stop!"

With a growl - her eyes bulged, but her legs tightened - Luffy took her lips again, his groin thrusting to hers while he pulled her hair to bring her closer. Her eyes rolled back, a sigh to his lips as she gripped his hair under his hat.

He pinched her inner thigh, and Nami yelped, but her hips tilted just so, and she kissed him, sucking out his tongue. Luffy pinched higher, closer to her wet panties, and she squirmed.

The tips of his fingers burned. As he poked and prodded at her pussy, he found a good chunk for his fingers to wrench at in her asscheek. Nami squealed to him, her tongue trailing over his lips while she whimpered. For a moment, Luffy lessened his grip, anticipating her tears.

And there were tears in her eyes as she said, "Harder."

His eyes widened.

"Captain."

Luffy pinched her so hard that she cried out, her hips jolting. He leaned over her, panting. "Tell me when it's too much. Tell me to stop when it hurts too much. I need to know your limits."

His fingers applied more pressure, and Nami gasped under him, arching as if away, but her tongue lagged out, moaning.

He dug into her.

She snapped. "Captain! It's wet!"

Groaning, he said, "I know that already. I wanna know what you can take, Nami."

Luffy twisted his fingers, and she jerked, eyes widening. She held on for a few seconds before she tried to heave away. "Nn! No!"

He released her immediately, shivering before he smoothed his hand over her ass, not touching what he was sure would be a huge, purple bruise later. Nami sagged under him with a moan and stared at him in awe.

"That much, huh?" He grinned as her red cheeks matched the rest of her flushed body.

"Idiot, that was ..." When his fingers grazed over her flesh, she gasped, hips bumping against his again, but he ignored it.

"Do you want more kisses?"

Nami bit her bottom lip hard, shivering. "What are we doing?"

"Trusting each other." Luffy slowly lowered himself, watching her eyes darken in lust. That was when all of her melted away, daring him. "I wanna kiss you more."

"Just that?"

He grinned and snickered. "I can tell you all the other stuff too if you don't wanna kiss."

"Both," she whispered, but she kissed him, so talking flew out his head.

As her teeth grazed over his lip, not quite biting down, he shuddered, grinding against her once more. Heady with desire, Luffy smoothed his hands to her ass, squeezing perfection in his palms.

She parted just enough to moan to his lips, "Pinch me again, please."

"Here?" He used his other hand, pinching her ass before it slipped up to her side to pinch there too. "Here?"

She giggled, gasping when his mouth latched to her throat. "Fuck! I want ..." When he turned to her though, Nami covered her lips with a dark flush.

He kissed her ear. "Not yet." Nami turned to him, gaping until he kissed her chastely - as chastely as grinding on her could be while he had a hand on her ass and the other inching under her shirt. "I like this. You under me. Wriggling."

"Idiot." He pinched her side hard, and Nami cried out.

"I wanna spank you so much when you call me that. Can I? I wanna have you over my knee, Nami."

"Idiot," she said again, but she bit her lip. Smirking, Luffy reached up to pinch her bottom lip tenderly, and Nami shivered. "Maybe ... if ..."

His eyes widened. "If what?"

"I mean ... it's a little harsh for just calling you an idiot. If I ... hit you though ..."

When he grinned wide enough to split open his face, Nami sank into the bench with a whimper, head turning to the side, but she peered back at him with her eyes.

"If you hit me, I get to spank you, huh? How about in the bathroom like you said?" She nodded, and he leaned in to kiss her cheek. He whispered into her ear, "Naked on my lap?"

"You really are a pervert."

Laughing, he kissed her. "So are you. So? Can I have you naked on my lap?"

Nami smiled slowly. Her sweet smile, and his breath quickened. "You'll have to strip me down yourself ... maybe rip them? If you buy me new clothes."

He gaped, but he nodded hard. "Hell, yeah!"

Catching his ears, she pulled him down to her, kissing him with a giggle. "Just not my bra, okay?" When he drooped, she said, "Once you rip everything else ... maybe I get shy and apologetic? And ... I can take it off myself for you."

Luffy licked his lips at the thought. Nami being repentant? She gasped when he rolled his hips against hers, and he groaned to her lips. "I want to see that. With you apologizing on your knees."

"Yes, Captain."

"When you're screaming for me to stop, I want to bend you over and fuck your sweet pussy hard." He paused though, frowning to himself. "Mmh, but ... hm, damn it ..."

"What's wrong?" She chewed her lip. "That doesn't sound too bad at all. I'm a virgin though, so maybe it might be a little rough, but-"

"I don't wanna hurt you. I just wanna teach you a lesson."

Nami raised a brow, head laying back. "You just bruised me, idiot. I dunno if I'll walk without a limp. What do you mean you don't want to hurt me? You want to pinch and spank me."

He kissed her temple. "Yeah, but I wanna excite you. You're probably going to bruise before I get anywhere close to that hard."

She flushed as if realizing. "Leave that under my clothes."

"Shishi! No problem, Nami." He caressed her ass. It should stay hidden even under one of those bikini bottoms she was always wearing. Unless it spread further than he thought. She had taken quite a bit more than he had imagined.

"So ... you don't want to actually hurt me, but you want me to tell you to stop?" Her hazelnut eyes gazed boldly into his, and he raised a brow before he nodded. "Then don't we just need a safeword?"

Licking his lips, Luffy nodded again and swallowed when she blushed darker. "All right."

"That - that way, I can say 'no' all you want and we don't have to stop until I say the safeword." Nami whispered, "Would you like that, Captain?"

His skin tightened and prickled, grabbing her hips to yank her hard onto his lap. Her lips parted in a moan as he said, "Yes."

"Ah, then ... the safeword is ..." Her eyes widened, obviously dawning on something, but she looked away.

Tilting his head, Luffy asked. "What is it?"

She chewed her lip. "Arlong?"

Luffy lowered his head to press their foreheads together, and Nami gaped into his eyes, her lips parted in a way that made him want to take them again. "I'll always stop for that, Nami. I promise."

Eyes glittering with unshed tears, she clutched at his hair again, tugging, so he came crashing down to kiss her once more. She grazed her teeth over his tongue, and he parted to growl. "I didn't say you could bite me. Tell me you want to bite me. I wanna hear it."

"Please, Captain, I want it."

He pinched her lip again, groaning. "Tell me properly."

"I want to bite you." Her skin looked hot enough to crisp away. "I want to be bitten."

Kisses became bites, and he won, thrilling as she gasped and panted to his lips and teeth. She tried to get a hold of even his bottom lip, but he distracted her with pinches up and down her sides. He grew hotter in his flesh when she writhed against his lap.

Nami gripped his wrists while she seemed to revel in the sensation between them. "So ... I tell you 'no', and then you shove me on my knees?"

"And I fucking take your pussy as mine." He ground again, and Nami shuddered. "You don't have to be a virgin then."

She blinked, staring before she shoved her hand into his face. "Not - not yet!"

Chuckling, he sat back against the bench before he plopped her on his lap again. Nami blinked dizzily, her palm on his chest for support. Her nails dug into his skin when he whispered into her ear, "Maybe we should practice your safeword too."

"Practice how?"

He grinned. "I haven't pinched your nipples yet."

"Please," she whispered. Whined.

Nami shook as she straddled him again, and Luffy settled back, grasping her breasts in his hands.

Luffy smiled at her radiant face while tugging on hard teats through her top. "Can we practice making you cum too?"

Her hips rolled instantly for his touch though, whimpering as she angled to rub against him slightly differently. He groaned when she scratched down his chest, her hips rocking with every pull.

"Nami, tell me, or I won't let you cum."

"'Let'?" She shuddered, twitching on his lap as her hands gripped his sides. "Don't let me. Yet."

He stared, and a long hiss escaped him while she bucked on his lap. This was more than he had ever hoped or dreamed. Nami was a pervert with him. And they were planning a glorious end in the bathroom while she rode his lap with her nipples in his fingers. She cried out when he pulled harder, slowly twisting.

"Captain!"

She was going to let him spank her.

Luffy grabbed her hips, pulling her hard against his cock through all the cloth. "Keep quiet!"

Nami kept quiet, but keened in his ear when he twisted her nipple again, feeling her squirm on his lap. She bucked faster, panting. So he held her hips down to hear her whine in his ear.

A chant. "Cum, cum, I wanna cum, please!"

His eyes rolled back, in control as he groaned. "No."

He yanked on her nipples, and Nami began all over again, writhing to grind against him. Once, she stroked high enough - wildly - to rub against his abs. She left a streak of her juices on his skin, cooling hot flesh as she jerked.

With a flick of his wrist, a twist of her teat, he knew he could end her on his lap. Would she make more of a mess? Would she scream like he wanted?

No matter how he pulled and twisted, she moaned louder for it until he had to pinch her asscheek, promising repercussions into her ear. She cried out, and he pinched her harder. Soon, her hips were jolting and writhing once more. When he didn't stop her hips, Nami's jaw dropped, choking on a sob.

"I - I-!"

Luffy smirked, easing back as he watched her fall apart in spectacular fashion. Her pussy throbbed through his jeans while he noted that her panties had been pushed aside so her raw lips could grind against his jeans. He hadn't even touched it, and she was sopping.

She bucked, lips parting as if she saw something, but Luffy smirked. "Bad girl, Nami. I didn't tell you you could cum."

When her eyes darted to him, trembling against him, he tugged on harder on her nipples. Her entire body jerked, and Nami collapsed on him in writhing, bucking motions.

He licked his lips, and Nami whimpered.

"Mm, do you remember the safeword?" His thumb wiped a tear from her cheek, and she trembled, eyes slowly focusing on him.

"Arlong ...?"

"Remember to say it if you want to stop - at any time," he whispered. When he pressed her upright on his lap, Nami wavered, but her eyes dropped to his lap while he undid his jean button. All at once, her eyes widened, but she didn't look away. "You were a bad girl, Nami. You'll have to suck my cock as an apology. Get on your knees."

She slid off between his legs, crouching as she opened her mouth. Ready.

Luffy grunted as his cock sprang forth, throbbing hotter in the open air with her hungry eyes on him. Nami wrapped her sloppy mouth onto him, and he sagged back with a moan. Intense heat surrounded him, but he kept still. He wouldn't writhe for her - that was her job.

Watching her wet mouth and tongue lathering over him, a wealth of pride shot through his body. He had done this to her. Nami was drooling on his cock because of her deep thirst for him. It took everything in him not to just slam down her throat. She was trying to do that all on her own, and he delighted in the soft gurgle around his cockhead.

His balls ached all too quickly though. Luffy gripped her hair, hissing before he pulled her mouth off, but Nami suctioned tightly around his cock. Grunting, he gaped at her as he shot inside.

Her smug, satisfied glance made him twitch. "Don't swallow yet."

Nami's eyes widened, but she nodded quickly.

Sighing, Luffy tucked himself back into his jeans - she had been grinding on him after all. Next time, he would make her cum another way.

Maybe on his knee.

When he was settled again, he patted her cheek with a grin. "So let's meet in the bathroom an hour after you hit me, okay?"

Flushed fiery red, Nami stared at him before she nodded.

"And I wanna finger your pussy between spankings. I wanna make sure you're nice and wet before I fuck you. Don't wanna hurt you."

She nodded quickly to that, oddly pink, as if shy from that idea.

He licked his lips. "Can I cum in you?"

Nami's eyes bulged.

Luffy pulled her onto his lap, shivering when her thighs squeezed him again. "Is it a safe day tomorrow?"

Her lips writhed for a moment as if considering swallowing, but she glanced at him before she slowly shook her head, searching his eyes for something - like she was bracing herself.

Grinning, he kissed her lips. "Then can I cum in your mouth again?"

After a moment, she nodded, glancing down her nose as if at her mouth before she eyed him questioningly.

"Oh, that? Well ... how about you swallow that after someone else talks to you. If you don't want to though, you could swallow now too."

However, she gaped at him, and he knew. She wouldn't swallow yet. Not when she could be a dirty pervert for him. He hoped he would be able to see it.

Sanji was the first, and the cook had swooned at how red Nami became, not seeing what Luffy did as she tilted her head back just slightly. Her throat bobbed just so, and she shot him a dark look of promise.

He couldn't even remember what she hit him for. All he could think about after was counting down the minutes.

Luffy kicked his sandals off and would have chucked everything else off too, but the thought of her naked on his lap while he sat in control until the hot, sweaty end stayed his hands.

When Nami came inside, he converged on her, gripping her shoulders, but he paused, gazing into her eyes.

"We're still on?"

Dark, her eyes glittered. "Yes."

Not her bra.

Luffy ripped her shirt in two, growling before he bit her shoulder. She cried out and tried to push him back, first weakly until she realized that faking it wouldn't work. He shoved her back against the wall, and she panted in his ear, whimpering. For a while, he allowed her to shove against him, grinning into her shoulder before his eyes focused on lighter skin on her back.

This close without anything between them, Luffy stared at the backside of a scar. One that matched the scar on her chest. Something had stabbed her through.

"Captain, please, no!"

Shuddering, he gripped her jean skirt and tore it down the side. He caught her panties in the tug, and she squealed when he snapped the other side open and tossed the tatters aside.

He reached for her bra, but she raised her hand, brighter than before. "I - I'm sorry. I'll take it off."

His hand slipped up to her hair, gripping it. "Hurry. I want you on your knees to apologize."

Nami shuddered, but she lowered her eyes - his gut tightened - and she reached behind herself. Soon it loosened, and the bra slid over her shoulders, past the scar and falling to the floor. Before she kneeled though, Nami took her sandals off too, and Luffy saw another on her foot.

Another puncture scar.

As his eyes trailed over her body, he found all the others. The remainder of that sickness, she had scarred a little on her belly, noticeable if one knew where to look. Her forehead had a tiny cut that had bled a lot too.

Her shoulder ...

Nami kneeled and bowed her head.

"Arlong! Arlong!"

"I'm sorry. I'm not strong enough to raise my hand against you."

His jaw dropped, staring at her before he ground his teeth with a snort. As he sat on the stool, he inspected her again. The wound had been well cared for - it had faded almost completely under her tattoo now.

When her head twitched up though, confusion in her voice - "Captain?" - Luffy patted his lap.

"Come here if you want to apologize properly."

She crawled over, licking her lips while her breasts swayed with her body before she laid on his lap. The way she laid had the shoulder with her tattoo face him, and his eyelids lowered as he stared at the scar, clearer now that she was closer. His hand landed gently on her ass, and she jumped with a shiver.

"I'm gonna teach you a lesson, Nami," he said, stroking circles.

The bruise he had left from his pinch was still spectacular. When he caressed the surrounding flesh, Nami whimpered, but pressed into his touch.

He swatted her ass, and she squeaked. "First lesson. Don't lie to me ever again."

Her eyes widened, bewildered, before his palm cracked on her asscheek, and she yelped in shock. She shivered when he groped her thick ass, fingers inching toward her center, but he held back, seeing her question in her eyes.

"What? What lie?"

After a moment, he stroked through her pussy lips with a smile. "Oh, I see. You believe that lie."

Nami's entire face flooded in red. She bit her bottom lip, shivering as he petted dampening folds. Her back arched just so, and he smacked her ass again.

"You don't know how strong you are," he whispered. She blinked, lips parting more while he slapped her thigh.

When he licked his lips, he watched her eyes follow his tongue. Nami whimpered, and he rained red on her. Nami gasped, pushing with her feet as if to pull away, but he thrust his fist into her hair - still careful. However, she stopped moving, moaning while his hand painted prints on her jiggling ass, and Nami spread her legs.

Seeing the invitation, Luffy thrust a finger inside, grunting at the feel of heat and sticky wetness. He would add to the mess soon. Luffy ground against her stomach, and his body burned when she squirmed on his lap. Naked and unprotected. All she wore were her smile, tattoo, and those scars.

Withdrawing his finger, he sucked it clean with a moan. Her eyes widened, panting when he stroked her lips with his fingertip.

"Did you want some?"

Nami cried out when his hand landed again, and he growled as she struggled against him.

"I'll let you suck it off my cock."

Her torso twisted, moaning while her hips thrust back for his hand - and those impacts were the best - and Nami whimpered. "Don't! I thought I was just getting a spanking!"

Fist tightening in her hair, he shuddered, his palm quickening, and her jaw dropped in a sharp cry as her hips jolted against him. "I'm teaching you a lesson, Nami. You won't treat me wrong again."

Not until he wanted to do this again. Which was every day now - to see her limp across the deck with that sweet smile on her lips.

If she wanted to.

He would do everything in his power to make sure she enjoyed it.

She grasped his wrist, legs spread wide where he thrust his finger back inside, wriggling before he slurped hot juices off again. His eyes lidded. Her pussy tasted incredible already, and he hadn't even properly pleasured her. Was this from the spanking?

"You're amazing, Nami."

Nami moaned to him as he struck harder, smirking when her face darkened in a blush.

"Bending over to get your ass smacked, and you're wet." She moaned as he thrust two fingers in next, pounding quickly while her hips thrust for him.

"No! I'm not! It's not true! You're a dirty pervert!"

"You got wet for a dirty pervert," he whispered, spanking her with his wet hand - soaked by her cunt. It left a wet mark on her ass, and she sobbed when he thrust back inside, searching for those juices that weren't forming because of his hand. Not Nami's pussy. She wasn't a pervert like him. "You know the word to make me stop, Nami. Don't you want me to stop?"

"Captain, please, stop! I can't take it!"

Luffy moaned, curling his fingers before he thrust a third, her legs parting again as she gasped.

"You're lying again. That takes a lot of bravery." Gritting his teeth, Luffy directed her by her hair, getting her to her knees on the bathroom tile. She squealed when his fingers became a piston in her, and he smiled, her back arching to his squishing hand. "Do you want a spanking?"

"No!"

He shuddered. Pulling his fingers out, Luffy laid his hand into her plush form, and she covered her mouth with a hand to muffle the cries, tears pouring down her cheeks.

With a growl, he said, "Get on your knees."

A tremor went through her, moaning, before she crawled out of his lap to position herself for him - legs splayed wide.

As he slid behind her, kneeling before her red ass and wet lips, Nami peered back.

Luffy smirked. "I knew you were a liar. You took that like you loved it. Like you'll take this."

She quivered as he pulled his jeans down, his cock landing between her perfect cheeks. Her broken moan made him smack her rump again, jiggling her against his cock, and he grunted. Fist tightening in her hair, Luffy leaned over her body as he positioned his cockhead against her soaked cunt.

"Look at me while I take it."

Her eyes bulged, but she stared into his eyes while he leaned a little more over her, and they both sighed as one once his cockhead pierced her. She was a vice already, her eyes swimming in his as he released a long moan. The closer he got to her waiting lips, the deeper he sank. Nami - without lifting a finger - dragged him to her mouth.

Nami's mouth parted, a soft squeak as he seated his full cock into sweet pleasure.

He grunted through his teeth and growled, and her velvet pussy sucked him deeper somehow. She squeezed around him, pulling until he smacked her ass. Her eyes slid shut before he slapped his hips against her instead.

"Yes!"

"Captain!" He wavered over her, grunting. Luffy waited for a throbbing moment. The scar on her back stared at him as she moaned. "Captain ..."

Grasping her hips, Luffy moved again, groaning when her hips arched to him. Somehow, it was the perfect angle. No matter what she did, it was amazing. How could she call herself weak under him? He fumed and tugged harder on her hips, her body taking every slap just like he knew she could.

She was that powerful after all.

"This cunt is the best!"

Hers was the only one, but maybe it was just his first time talking. Luffy hissed as his body rocked to her in tandem with hips that wouldn't stop moving for more. When she splayed her legs wider, his hands slipped up her form, finding swinging breasts to fondle. Nami's nipples hardened in his fingers and palm just as she constricted around him. For a while, he lost himself in the movement, dimly aware of how their hips kept gravitating back to each other even when he couldn't move - too stunned by the rapture.

When Nami scratched at the tile, panting and whimpering, he snapped his attention back to her, shuddering as he stopped to check over her, chest heaving.

She squeezed him, and he saw white before he could drag himself back with a gasp.

"Captain!"

His eyes shut tight.

"I learned my lesson! Please, don't tease me!"

With a groan, Luffy bowed over her, his tongue slicking along her neck as he moved again. Nami clung to his cock, begging as he touched her womb with every strike. Tugging her nipples, Nami's breath came quicker, squealing like he was torturing her. If not for her pleased gasps, he might have pulled back, but she continued arching, writhing back for more.

"Captain!"

Nami trembled under him, and he sweated, holding back.

"Captain!"

She jerked in his arms. Luffy coiled his arms around her, holding on - still holding everything back. Her mouth. It was for her hot, little, sexy mouth!

His lips dried, and he realized that he was breathing hard through his own mouth as Nami strangled his cock.

Luffy pulled out with a sob, his hand shaking as he reached for her hair, but she turned around to swallow him whole. Eyes wide, he thrust into her again before he unloaded down her throat.

"Swallow, swallow! Drink it all!" Panting, he gazed into her wide eyes, watery from pleasure, and he stroked her neck, squeezing as he felt her gulp it all down. "Fuck ..."

As he sank back on his elbows, Luffy groaned, head hanging back. She slid up his body, and he smacked her ass once he felt her breasts on his chest. Nami smiled radiantly.

Sweetly.

She licked her lips, and he yanked her to him, biting and sucking her clean.

Nami tasted like sweet oranges and hot, sticky juices.

"You're gonna taste like this all the time from now on," he whispered, grinning when she flushed.

"Aye, aye, Captain."