He raised his head when Kaya entered the dry lab. Law stared at her with a slight frown before he said, "I didn't know you were coming. Congratulations on the baby by the way."

Swallowing nothing, she looked around the room, noting all the apparatuses this Dr. Law was working with, but everything was what she had in her own office. Nothing was out of the ordinary except for him.

Her lips thinned, but she cupped her hands over her bump. "Thank you."

She hadn't been able to hide anything after her bump had appeared. Apparently, she had become pregnant as soon as she had turned the birth control off. Dr. Chopper and she had suspected the like when they had measured the embryo. It had been a mite too big there or too big here. That only spelled out the possibility that her and Usopp's hard work had done the deed the night she switched the birth control off.

Kaya fretted that the quick recovery was part of this project too. It wasn't unheard of that the chance to become pregnant came back immediately after turning off birth control, but now it needled in her mind. She would have to caution Nami - or try to again. Except, Nami hardly spoke to her now.

How could she break her oath of office though?

"What are you here for then?"

"Monkey D. Luffy will be coming back soon. They say the dust storm over there will let up earlier than expected."

Someone coming down the stairs grunted. One of the largest men Kaya had ever seen frowned in concern. "Dust storm? Is that what was holding him up? He really wants to keep testing himself, doesn't he?"

When Law shot him a glance, Kaya wished he would keep talking, but the large man's mouth clamped shut. Law looked at her again, and she did her best to not slink away. He asked, "Did you have something else to talk to me about?"

He stared through her, and Kaya's gut curdled. She had never considered herself rude, and Nami had not been pleased with her after her attempt to warn her away, but Nami didn't know the truth.

Kaya could hardly believe it herself.

"Your project doesn't seem to be going very well. From what I've seen, only Luffy's made any progress." She smiled tightly. "Are the rest of you not as sociable?"

One can hope, she thought.

The sneer might have been expected, but Law didn't direct it at her. Instead, he steepled his fingers, resting his chin there as his eyes narrowed at nothing.

"My project?"

"We're not here to out ourselves like fools," the large man said.

Jumping, Kaya gaped at him before her eyes focused on the other man behind him with black hair and freckles. His eyes bored into her skull, frowning when she took a step back in alarm before she could stop herself. She, at least, was safe from them. Wasn't she?

"Was there anything else, Dr. Kaya? Otherwise ..." Law shrugged, spreading his hands out.

"Like I thought. Luffy's the only one." She cringed inwardly. Nami was still so excited. Kaya had tried to warn her without letting on, but she had shuttered Kaya out of her business after her failure. How was she supposed to protect her?

"Luffy's a fool. He thinks he's free even here."

She lifted her eyes, and the black-haired man on the stairs peered back with eyes that were too worn.

"Free to complete your project, you mean."

His lips thinned, but he said, "Free to live life, but he has as much of a chance as the rest of us."

Nami made tiny circles over his chest. Luffy slept beside her with a smile that she could only imagine was contentment. When she lifted his hand to kiss it, he mumbled something about air, but he settled afterward.

Pulling herself away, Nami headed upstairs to the recreation level to begin an exercise routine. She had been working out with him, but she didn't think it was quite the same thing. Maintaining muscle mass was important after all, even though he was already bulky.

Here, the emergency MARSHA didn't have any sewing machine or other crafting instruments. It was equipped with weight machines and treadmills and some gaming console Nami was sure was a generation older than what was on Earth, but video games were slow to come to Mars at the moment. Perhaps, one sol, proper trade might start rather than continuous resupplying of personnel, but that would be a long sol coming.

At the very least, they could grow their own food and had created surpluses enough to reassure Command.

Her expertise was the weather, but she tried to dip her head into what was being created. As fun as the sex toys had been, she didn't think that would be the start of trade. While they had to become more familiar with talking about sex openly, Earth had passed on its tribulations to the colonists.

It surprised her that Luffy would talk about it with her so much.

Was it fate or something else?

Nami's arms paused, clutching to the bar of her bicep weight machine as she considered her new lover.

Half a month to enjoy her time with him, and they had certainly not been taking their time with each other. Thinking about it now, she could only feel an urge to sink into his arms again.

As he came up the stairs, wearing only his jumpsuit with the arms tied around his waist, her eyes darted to that huge scar. Licking her lips, her eyes traced over the edges. Where was it from anyway? Studying it, she thought it might be a burn mark. At the very least, it was healed over now, so he wasn't in any pain at least. But still, the question nagged. What happened to him?

Luffy grinned and licked his lips. "There you are!"

When he stretched, his defined muscles made her pulse and redirect her attention to other parts of his body. She told herself that those bulking types were not her thing, but from how easily he held her down while he told her to say 'no' ...

With a huff, she crossed her legs, but she couldn't stop her smile. "It's your turn to exercise."

Pouting, Luffy wrapped his arms around her when she tried to slip around him. His mouth latched onto her throat, and Nami squealed with laughter.

Feeling light with her desire, Nami shivered against him, wriggling while he tickled her. When he leaned back, he untied his jumpsuit's arms, and Nami moaned at the sight of his cock before her.

Her body hummed with excitement, and Nami shifted to suck on his tip. He still tasted like them both, and she splayed her thighs open to stroke through her jumpsuit against her clitoris. Luffy thrust into her mouth with a long moan, tickling the back of her throat while he hardened more. Pre-cum touched her tongue, and Nami whimpered as he rocked inside her mouth.

"You can't eat it all now, Nami. I have to leave it in your tight cunt from now on."

Nami whimpered at the thought, moaning as their eyes met over his abs. Luffy rocked into her mouth with a deeper moan with every thrust, fingers combing into her hair before he gripped the back of her head.

"Your hot mouth is tempting though."

When he pulled out, Nami licked her lips with a moan, savoring the salty bitterness. Luffy yanked her into his arms and thrust his tongue against hers.

He dragged her against the wall as Nami lost her breath. When he kissed her, she lost it all over again, tugging at his clothes while his tongue made circles over hers, and his jumpsuit dropped to the floor where he stepped out of it. With her jumpsuit opened for him, his hands groped her breasts. She hadn't cared to wear much in the way of underwear after the third sol, so she arched to his warm mouth upon swallowing her teat.

"You know, Luffy, this isn't exercising," she said with a gasp.

Luffy snickered. "I'll do free weight training then."

As much as she wanted to admonish him, Nami kicked off her jumpsuit, only to squeak when he kneeled long enough to loop his elbows under her knees.

Pressed against the wall between him, her eyes bulged while he grinned wider.

Whispering to her lips, Luffy's eyes darkened, "Touch yourself. Get your cunt ready for my cock."

His muscles bulged in front of her. Nami melted from the direct heat against naked flesh before he pulled back enough so her hand could slip between their bodies. Luffy nipped at her lips, distracting her while her fingers tried to stroke her clitoris.

"Idiot," she whispered as the ache built between them. "Shouldn't you be using me like a barbell?"

"This is endurance training," he said, his grin taunting her before he groaned around her throat. His tongue laved along her pulsing artery, and Nami mimicked it with her fingers, her body aching to feel his tongue below again.

"Fuck," Nami said with a sigh.

He grinned as his cockhead tapped against her entrance. "Ready?"

Nami only nodded once before she squealed when he slammed inside. For a moment, she reveled in her taking. His fire lit her inside, unrelenting.

She writhed on the wall, pinned by his hips and chest, and she could not tear her eyes from his. Luffy burned through her, promising more with his body.

His abs and chest gyrated against her with each thrust, and Nami whimpered from the sight, melting. When he grinned, Nami moaned while his hips circled against her clitoris.

He whispered, "Do you like that?"

Nami squeaked as he ground harder, his tongue teasing across her lips. "Ye - yes!"

"I thought so. You always watch me when I'm working out."

Her hips jolted, and he slapped her ass with a smirk. Luffy swallowed her moan, and she thrust her fingers into his hair to hold on. As securely as he had her against the wall, Nami tottered as if she might lose her grip - the only things between her and the floor were his powerful arms - and she squeezed around his cock as if that might help with the sensation that she was about to fall.

It only made her more light-headed with ecstasy.

"Like that. You get so tight on my cock. Do you think about me fucking you when you watch me?" Luffy pummeled into her, and her head thudded back, flushing darker while he whispered, "Are you gonna cum like this?"

Against him, his body excited her into a ragged woman who needed naught but his cock, and Nami's jaw loosened. Except, she knew what she would beg of him, and he couldn't provide one yet. Two weeks of this, under and on him, her mind whirled with the thought of her dream coming true. Her mind turned to her tablet where the switch was, reeling with the sudden desire.

Nami wanted a part of him inside of her at all times.

Luffy grasped her ass, and when her hips were tilted just so, he dragged out a raw cry. Panting in lust, Nami's tongue hung out of her mouth. She was still so slick inside from their last coupling. Nami still smelled like his cum.

She loved it and yet desired to drag him back to the shower. Was it really too small? If she took him there, would he still have the energy? The strength?

Nami wanted to tell him her plans, but all that came out was, "Fuck me, fuck me!"

And he smiled, dark and alluring. "Cum."

Scratching up his back, her release took her in a rush, and she sobbed into his throat, tongue dragging over salty skin.

When he shuddered, she clutched to his shoulders, panting as he kneeled with her still in his arms. Luffy laid her on her back, and Nami whimpered when he slammed inside. Her body clutched tighter around him, squealing while overstimulated nerves burned hotter. All she needed was a hotter douse of his seed.

His tongue trailed over a nipple, hungry eyes watching her melt into the floor.

"Mm, hold your legs up for me. I gotta do push-ups."

Her eyes bulged when he pushed her legs to her chest, folding her in half, and she grabbed her legs in reaction only to flush all over when he started push-ups while his cock remained inside.

Nami whimpered in part embarrassment and heat. He moved fast enough, she could hardly complain about his workout when he was pumping into her body, but for her to be part of his exercise?

Sweat dripped from him while he grunted with effort. On his way down, Luffy sucked her nipple, and upon pushing up, he let the weight of her breast drag it out of his mouth. Best of all was his cock, thrusting deep enough to crush against her womb though. She trembled under him, trying to hold onto her legs with a cry.

His body glistened over her, arms bulging with his movement. Nami moaned when he kissed her with his next drop down, but then he was suckling her breasts again, teasing out a sob. When she tightened, Luffy's eyes rolled back while he struggled a moment with his push-ups.

"Fuck! Nami, you're distracting me!"

"I - I'm sorry!" Except, her body constricted around him, moaning when he growled.

"I'm gonna have to cum in you again if you keep this up," he said with a grin. "Can't tease a man like that."

Holding himself up with one arm, Luffy slapped her asscheek before he went back to his push-ups. She could only tighten again, panting while he smirked.

"You can't help it though, huh? You love watching me workout," Luffy whispered.

Nami squealed when her hips thrust instinctively against his cock.

"Mmh, are you exercising too?" Luffy's push-ups stopped, and he groaned when she kept thrusting. "That's it, Nami. Keep fucking my cock."

Darkening, Nami cried out as her hips tried to move in a blur under him. Her body pulsed with heat while she wondered if she was pumping his cock for seed.

"Luffy, please," she whispered. Prickling with heat, her body ached from the exercise she already had done coupled with what he did to her. Nami trembled as he bowed his head to catch a nipple to suckle once more. "Fuck! Luffy, please!"

"Just keep fucking my cock like that." His tongue circled her areola with a groan. Nami sweated as her hips rolled to meet him. A sly smile formed above her, and Luffy bit his lip. "Fuck, you get so tight."

Nami snapped and shoved him onto his back. Luffy groaned as she slapped her hips desperately on his cock, but he clung to her hips to help her move in a blur. "Please! Cum in my cunt!"

Luffy's eyes closed, his body arching to her, and Nami scratched across his scar with a whimper. Heat flooded her body, and he held her down to keep her still.

She writhed before reaching for her clit again, stroking her wet clitoris to feel it throb with delicious pleasure. When his eyes finally opened, Luffy hissed and began to spank her. "Do it. Cum on me again!"

Hips twitching, Nami squealed while she circled on him. As she leaned over his face, he pulled her chest to his lips, finding her teats to pull and suck while she sobbed. Nami shook to his tongue, her fingers working in her desperation, hot with embarrassment. All she had to do was follow his orders though. She could forget hunger and mortification with his lips and hands on her, helping to bring her higher.

When he smiled around her nipple, she lost her grip and succumbed to the sweet rush.

He caught her in his arms and groaned in her ear while she melted on top of him. Luffy bit her ear before he turned her over as he grinned wickedly and brushed sweaty hair from his forehead. It stayed slicked back even when he loomed over her.

Weakened, flushed with passion, Nami squeaked when he thrust inside again.

"Gotta finish my workout."

She unfolded under him, eyes rolling back while his body roused her once more, while the ache inside burned hotter. How did he do this to her?

How could he while he claimed to be working out? Nami grew so tired some sols. The gravity wreaking havoc with her muscles. She had lost weight here, but not in a way that would be considered good.

Luffy grinned down at her, still strong and exuding power with every ripple of his body.

Nami melted from the sight of him, crying out as he pinned her and pummeled her womb. She would be sore again, but she tightened around him, clutching at hard shoulders.

"It's good! It's too good!"

When he caught her hand, kissing wetly over her fingers, Nami whimpered, trembling while his hips never stopped.

"You're an animal," she whispered.

He smirked. "I'm your stud."

"You're going to bruise my cervix." Nami panted, her head dropping back when he stroked her clitoris in time with his thrust. "Luffy!"

"Does it hurt? You'll say the safeword if it hurts, right?" He slowed then, still running his rough fingertips over her clitoris, but her legs coiled around his hips to yank him against her once more. "Aah, that's a no! Or you like it!"

"Break it! Break into my cunt and fuck me sore!"

With a shudder, Luffy grasped her hips to keep her still before he moved all at once. Her jaw dropped when he seemed to redouble his efforts.

The ache peaked. Sickly sweet pleasure and pain whirled inside of her before she broke under him with a weak cry into his ear, scratching his back as he thrust one last time. More of his seed poured into her, and Nami gasped to his fervent kiss.

As their lips parted, wet and shivering from heat and passion, Nami stared at him. Her fingers stroked through his sweaty hair with a moan before she kissed him again.

He chuckled when she had to gasp for air first, eyes lidded in lust, and she whimpered.

Stroking her cheek, Luffy whispered, "You're so soft. My sexy little broodmare. You love getting turned into mush, don't you?"

Moaning, she kissed over his face, panting. "Yes, I love it."

His lips found hers again, snickering.

"I just don't understand sometimes ..." Nami shivered when he pulled out and shot her a bemused glance.

"What don't you get? You're the one that loves it." He paused to think before he said, "I think I do too."

"I - I mean I don't get how you can keep going. I get so tired after working out." She had to fight a yawn but realized that only proved her point. "How can you keep going? I've never seen you get tired."

When he scratched his chest, Luffy shrugged. "Whatever they did, I think."

Her brow furrowed as his words reached her, and she stared at him in incomprehension. "Who?"

"Oh, right." His eyes looked away, and his shoulders rolled back. She couldn't tell if it was annoyance or chagrin on his face, but he whispered, "I'm not really supposed to say. I dunno why. Sorry."

"What?" Nami gaped at him while he scratched at his scar more, as if digging the itch straight out of his chest.

"Uh ... they don't want me to tell you, but I don't wanna hide it. I don't really get it anyway."

Her mind prickled with concern until she remembered Kaya's warnings. What was he talking about now?

What did he not get? Who didn't want him to say it?

"Luffy, what is it?"

Heart pounding, Nami clutched his arms. His nails dug into his scar, and she tried to pull his hand away from it, but his lips curled into disgust before her eyes. Luffy lowered his head.

"I don't really get what they want me to do. I want you. Just you."

This just confused Nami more, and she asked, "Luffy, who are they?"

"The doctors back on Earth. Law. Everybody."

"Well, I haven't said anything. Luffy, you're hurting yourself!" She winced at how red his scar appeared, but his nails stopped at least.

He sighed before he said, "I want only you."

A blush formed, but she tried to press forward. "Please, tell me."

"They want me to have a lot of kids."

Nami frowned in concern, staring. "Luffy, Command wants everyone to have children. You said you wanted kids too."

"Yeah, but they want me to have a lot of kids with a lot of women." Her brow pinched closer, too confused. Perhaps, stunned. Luffy closed his hands over hers though, squeezing when he said, "All I want is you though. I don't want anyone else."

"Luffy, who are you talking about? Who told you this? I think there's been a misunderstanding." That was the only thing that made sense. He had misinterpreted Command's orders somehow.

"Not Command."

Eyes widening, Nami realized she had been clutching at his hands tight enough to indent her nails into his hand, but he didn't pull away.

"Who?"

"The doctors. They told us to have a lot of kids. We have to pass something on or ... I dunno." His thumbs made soft circles on the back of her hands.

"That's-" Nami tried to understand what he was saying. She glanced at the horrid burn. He had made several angry red scratch marks across it but hadn't broken the skin at least. They - these doctors - wanted him to have children? To pass something along? Wasn't he talking about genes? Luffy had barely understood her when she had talked about them. Did they do something to him? "What do you mean? Are you a designer baby?"

But most designer babies were harmless - genes had been edited in a way to not pass along silly things like blue or green hair. His was black anyway. He seemed perfectly normal.

The only thing that really surprised her was his ... strength.

And he didn't tire easily ...

"I dunno. They said I was a clone."

Nami gaped at him, legs drawing in closer. He still stroked her hands, but she shuddered.

"Clones ..." She swallowed nothing and tried again, weaker. "Clones are illegal."

He winced. "Yeah, I don't really get it. I'm not supposed to tell you, but I forget all the time, but it's not come up until now."

"It most certainly has come up before! This is what Kaya was trying to warn me about!?" Her hands recoiled.

Luffy jerked, wide eyes confused. "It did? I don't ..."

"That's what I was asking about your genes for!" Nami gaped as she realized. If his genes were available on the network, anyone could compare them to whoever he was cloned from. No wonder then that they had hidden it.

A clone ...

He pouted and sat back on his haunches before he sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep a secret from you."

"It's ..." It was not all right. But was he to blame? Even though he didn't understand - he thought it was because he hadn't told her? - her mind still flipped and flopped around what she had just learned.

Clones were illegal, but on top of that, he said they had done something to him. That he had to pass something on. Not just illegal. Someone had edited his genes in a way to be passed on to the next generation, which was also highly illegal. They were trying to rewrite the human genome on Mars.

Nami shoved herself to her feet, finding her jumpsuit to pull it on. Her mind raced while her skin crawled. When she looked back at him, Luffy watched her with bewilderment, unaware.

"Luffy, you ...?" Nami cringed, hating how she leaned away from him, but the urge to run would not leave her. Where would she run anyway? "You're - who are you really?"

His gaze hardened then, scowling. "I'm Luffy! No one else!"

She jumped but held her ground, shivering from the onslaught. "Who ... are you cloned from?"

Shoulders hunching, he pouted at her before he sighed. "Some old guy. I dunno. He told me to call him gramps or something, but he was just weird."

That tickled a thought in her head, but so many thoughts ran through her mind that she wasn't sure how to piece them all together.

"You don't know that either?" Nami hated it, but she snapped, "What do you know!?"

Luffy's eyes widened, staring before he stood. "Nami?"

"Don't! Don't ..." She stepped back, arms and hands covering her face as she cringed and tried to stop the snot and tears. Revulsion shuddered through her even while a tiny voice piped that it was not his plot - not his idea. And didn't he say he wanted only her? He barely seemed to understand the ramifications though.

An illegal clone on Mars modified to go out and spread his seed amongst the colonists? Were there others? Law had kept a tight rein on him. Had he wanted Luffy to find more than just one woman?

This differed from her fantasy. She could act it out with no problem - it wasn't real. But this felt like a trick. An invisible hand had forced them to plant his seed in her.

Did Earth have so little faith in the people on Mars to reproduce? They certainly didn't believe in their chances to terraform Mars. What had they given him? Better resistance to atmospheric pressure that was dangerous to humans? Did he require less oxygen?

"Some old guy."

She realized she was breathing harder.

How old?

Clones retained some of the age of their donor cells.

So how old was Luffy?

Would he live much longer?

Nami had always wanted to raise her children with her partner.

He had been so perfect before, but now-

"Nami."

When she faced him, Luffy had his jumpsuit on though he had not zipped it all the way. His eyes, dark and straightforward, gazed through her - into her.

"You're the best thing that ever happened to me. That's what I know."

Gaping, she wanted to berate him. To reach out and throttle his stupid, easygoing eyes.

So why did she sob harder?