Original characters © Eiichiro Oda. Creative story © shipfiend. Cover art © gg-xx.

The heating system suddenly blared to life as Nami blinked her tired eyes awake. They fell asleep in the sleigh, with a bag of fake presents as a pillow and a decorative red sheet as their only covering. Whatever they wore into the situation was all around the room, behind chairs and under tables.

Zoro yawned as Nami shuffled around his chest and he gripped her close in the cold of the large room. He opened his one eye and smiled down at her sheepishly. "Mmm, morning."

Nami smirked as she leaned up for a quick kiss and then wiped the old red lipstick stains from his mouth. "You look terrible…"

Zoro cupped her chin and brought her face back to him. Her makeup has since smudged, black eyeliner marks muddled around her eyes. Her lipstick was everywhere, on him and her own face, and yet, Zoro thought she could not have been more beautiful.

"You don't smell too good yourself," he said with a laugh as she apologized after a burp rose to her mouth.

Nami rose and moaned as she stretched her back and heard the cracking bones. "We did sleep in a sleigh, so forgive me for not finding the nearest bathroom to tidy myself up."

"No need," he said as he pulled her back down to him, "stay in the sleigh. No one will miss you."

She smiled but gave him a peck on the cheek as she pulled away, attempting to run her hand through her knotted hair. "No, it's vacation and technically I need to get on a plane today."

Zoro got up as he cracked his neck and yawned, "Where you going?"

"Vacation," she said with a smile and Zoro watched as the light bounced off her naked body and lit up her hair.

He wanted to kiss every part that the light touched and he was about to when he heard the disastrous booming of another, "Nami! Nami!"

Nami froze as her eyes went wide, "Oh my gosh, that's Law."

She looked at Zoro who seemed unimpressed but then she motioned to the state of things and Zoro quickly understood that this was perhaps not the best way to greet a clearly distraught brother, one that was fairly overprotective at that.

Nami fell out of the sleigh as she looked around for her clothes. "Damn it, Zoro!" she hissed, "It's not a competition of how far away you can throw shit!"

Zoro smirked, "Well, I wasn't exactly trying."

Nami rolled her eyes as she found her boots and zipped them up. Zoro looked throughout the sleigh for his pants and tossed her the dress.

Suddenly, the footsteps were ever closer and Nami pushed Zoro completely out of the sleigh so that he rolled behind it with a thud. He was about to yell, but she threw the sheet over his large body and told him to shut up. Finding her dress in the sleigh, she gave up looking for undergarments and quickly pulled it over her head and sipped up. Law barged into the room just then with confusion and worry all over his face.

"Nami? What the hell are you doing here?"

She did her best to act disoriented, though it was not that hard. As she rubbed her eyes and yawned, she asked quietly, "Law? I…um…I just woke up."

Law rushed over to her and picked up her chin to turn it this way and that, stepping back to look her over. "Why the hell didn't you go home? I checked your apartment and then called you. Did you lose your phone?"

Nami scratched her head, "Yeah, um…I guess it died last night and I was so tired and drunk-"

He zoned in on the bruise, gently took her hand, and began his interrogation, "Damn it, Nami. What the hell is this? And you smell horrible! How much did you have to drink? I knew it! You should have called me. I would have come back."

Nami tried to quiet her brother and she pulled her appendages from him, trying to hide any start bite marks that Zoro inevitable would have left. "No, no…" Nami said as she rubbed her temples, faking a hangover. "I just fell a bit...and yes, I drank a lot...and I was a bitch last night and…I just needed to sleep it off."

"Yeah, but…you know you could always call me." He put a hand on his hip, "And I thought that useless photographer was here, so I figured he could at least get you home."

Nami blinked and turned as she tried to find her phone, "Oh? I mean…no…he wasn't here. Must have left since I slept in the sleigh."

Law sighed as he followed her to the tree, "Nami. Geez. You haven't done this since high school…sleeping in strange places cause you didn't want to go home. What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Nami said as she moaned, "I just…listen. I'm sorry to make you worry. I found my phone…we can go now. I know our flight is in a few hours."

Zoro was beside himself under the blanket by the tree, but he did not want Law to find another reason to be pissed at him. Not that Zoro felt like anything Law did or felt was Zoro's responsibility. If anything, Zoro could not care less if he hurt the obnoxious and annoying man, but then something red caught Zoro's eye as he peeked out of the sheet. In the middle of the tree, right in front of Law and Nami, hung Nami's red lace panties. It was easy to spot if you stared, but with all the lights, ornaments, and the other décor, it was a miracle Zoro even saw it.

It seemed Nami saw it too as she stood up quickly and spun around to smack right into her brother before he could look around or over the sleigh, or worse, see the red lace in the middle of the tree.

"Oof, Nami! Are you still drunk?"

Nami wobbled as she pushed him back, "Yaya, stop yelling…" she said in a baby voice. Zoro mouthed "Yaya" with disgust as Law smiled fondly at the childish nickname his sisters had for him. Suddenly it seemed Law could not help but hold her in a hug and turn her around.

"Alright, alright. Let's go. We can stop by your place, but then we need to meet everyone at the airport. It's not a family vacation if the entire family isn't there."

Nami nodded as Law walked her out of the room and down the hallway. As soon as Zoro knew they were out of earshot, he rose up from the blanket like the dead and snatched the lacey material from the tree with a smirk.

As he looked at it, it suddenly dawned on him that they clearly just had sex in a very open place in their workspace. Zoro lifted his head and as he suspected, there were cameras in nearly every corner of the room.

Zoro sighed, "Aw, shit. Franky is never going to shut up about this…"

GUYS! Happy Holidays- I wish everyone here a healthy and blessed 2018. I hope you stick around with this story...and I hope I do, too. Work has been busy, but lots of things are changing. I am excited and nervous, but life should make you feel good and bad- it's the balance.

I know, this is not super healthy of them, but I feel like in this story at least, sex is kinda of their go-to answer for things and that is not always good, of course, but hey...this is my hanky-panky story. Take that, E. L. James. I'm being real:P

Okay, kiddos, if you want some less hanky panky reading by the time the next chapter of this comes out, check out my other ZoNa fic, The Fighter. Get ready for the feels on that one. I haven't updated, but I think I might focus on that as I know that was my first baby and it needs a bit of love.

Second, where did Zoro's underwear go? HAHA. To be continued...