The lights were completely off, her head spun while trying to figure out where the bed was, maybe having that extra drink was a bad idea. She stumbled forward, barely making out the comforter on the bed, lit by the moonlight. Had she not had that extra drink, she probably would have known exactly where she was, and how that hadn't been the room she had intended to go into. They had explored a little too far into the island today, and while Franky had stayed to keep an eye on the ship, with Robin, she and the rest of the little crew had come to the conclusion of renting out a few rooms for the night before heading back tomorrow.
Due to the fact that she was the only girl who had gone into the island, she had her own room, and everyone else doubled up, well, almost everyone. While Sanji had bickered back and forth about wanting to keep her company, staying on the ship with Robin, and how he wouldn't room with Zoro, Jinbei and Brook had already decided on their partnership, and Usopp and Chopper had a few games they had wanted to play so they had chosen each other. Due to one person being absent when they booked the rooms, Sanji and Zoro had been placed in the same room. She was pleased with having her own room, and therefore booked the four rooms. When Luffy showed up as she passed out the keys, arms full of meat from the complimentary buffet, she ended up booking a fifth room, because she was going to get her own room.
The boys' rooms were all one floor above hers, so it wasn't the floor mistake that was made as she collapsed onto the bed, but the room she had forgotten to count. Maybe it was her tired mind, maybe it was how she had one extra key in her hand, but her drunken mind didn't think much of it, as the door 560 opened up instead of 562 the room right next to it. She pressed her face against the sheets, pillowing it into the hard, yet soft mattress. It must be memory foam. Having not actually sat on her bed since everyone ran off to explore, specifically one person, she had a bit of shopping to do herself. It had been a miracle that she had found Zoro, and they decided for a small bit of drinking competition before they clocked out for the day.
The movement of her mattress caused her to slightly wake up, though not from her drunken state. She blinked, maybe she was seeing things, but as her mattress rolled underneath her, and his tousled hair caught her attention, she decided to give into her desires. She was dreaming after all. Men must always taste better in dreams, she reasoned, as she licked the jawline of her captain.
"Oi, Luffy," she heard Zoro knock on the door, causing the half-awake eyes to slant to the door. "Your door moved floors."
"What?" she felt his chest rise underneath her as his steak-scented breath brushed over her nose. It felt appetizing after downing all those alcoholic beverages. After all alcohol always goes well with steak.
"Your door moved floors." Zoro repeated.
"That's cool," he yawned.
"There you are, you mosshead! Not tryna peep on Nami-san are you!" she could hear Sanji's voice.
"Why the hell would I ever do that shitty cook!" came the immediate response.
Nami frowned, even in her dreams, Sanji and Zoro just never got along. She sighed, as she inched her way up, and licked at his ear. Her cushion went tense, and she started to nibble at his lobe. Hands pressed against her shoulders, and she could feel herself being pushed back ever so gently. She pressed her hands beside his shoulders, and lifted her upper torso up, so that she could look down at him.
"Nami?" his tired, yet somewhat husky to her drunk ears, voice whispered.
She nodded, and started to lean down again, "even in my dreams, your attractive," she mumbled, with half lidded eyes.
"Nami?" his voice was more awake now, as she could see the moonlight making his eyes appear to glow.
"Yes, Luffy," she whispered, as she brought her legs around so that she straddled him.
"This is my room, isn't it? Am I in your room?"
"Does it matter," she mumbled, her nose touching his.
"No, wait… yes?" one hand pressed against his forehead, "you wanted your own room, right?"
She sighed, and pressed her lips against his, even in my dreams, your an idiot, she began licking at his bottom lip, wanting to push her tongue into him, and get that alcohol and steak flavors mixed together in perfect harmony.
"Nami," she heard him ask, as he pushed her away, "what are you doing?"
She smiled, before she pulled her shirt off, her bra holding them in from bouncing and the hardness of her nipples. "Can I get under the covers, too?"
"Yeah, sure," came Luffy's response, "but why are you taking off your shirt?"
"I can't play with you, with it on," she mumbled, before she wiggled under the covers, still deciding to straddle him.
"But you have before," Luffy answered, as he ran a hand through his messed up hair, "and I thought you said we had to go to bed."
"We are in bed," Nami answered, "and this is a different type of game." she smirked, as she fingered with the hem of his pants. Her eyes danced across his torso, and frowned at his giant x-shaped scar across his chest. Had she been grateful that he slept shirtless, of course, though she would have preferred to see Luffy strip himself in her dream. Things couldn't be helped, she supposed, as she bent her head down and licked up one of the points to his scar. He winced, and stiffened.
"Luffy, just this once, could you actually do this to me, when I wake up?" sh mumbled, as she began pulling down his pants.
"You want me to take off your pants?" Luffy repeated.
"No," Nami giggled, as she began playing with his underwear. "Could I put you in my pants, though?"
"Huh?" Luffy answered, before she grabbed at him, and he winced, "Nami, what are you doing?" he asked, as she began to rub him against her panties.
Nami yawned, and rolled over. She was surprised that she didn't get as much sleep as she had wanted, but maybe that's what comes with having such a great dream. A breeze danced across her breasts, and she quickly fumbled for the blanket, was the window open? It was then that she felt the hot breath against her neck. Slightly scared, she glanced over, and her eyes locked on the crescent shaped railroad scar just under the closed eyelid of the man sleeping next to her. Her eyes widened, as she pulled the rest of the covers around her, shooting herself to a sitting position, and pressing her back against the wall. Why was he in her room? She glanced down at him, and took a bright notice of his underwear having been pushed to his knees, and his pants, and her clothes, including her bra and panties, discarded on the floor.
"Luffy!" she announced, causing him to jump into a sitting position.
"I didn't eat the meat, I swear!" he yelled, though his eyes deceived him.
"I'm not talking about the meat, in your dream, Luffy," Nami sighed.
"Oh, Nami, you're awake." Luffy turned to face her. He giggled, "you slept for a while!"
Nami groaned, "did you watch me while I slept?"
"I couldn't." Luffy sighed, "besides, I don't have money." His eyes widened, and he jumped off the bed, "I don't have money for last night either!"
"Last night?" Nami repeated, as she watched him trip over his own legs. Her eyes scanned down his torso, and she immediately jetted them back up to his eyes. "Pull up your underwear." she sighed.
"Oh." Luffy looked down at himself, before proceeding to do as he was told, "If your forgot about it, does that mean I don't have to pay?"
"What HAPPENED LAST NIGHT!" Nami yelled.
"You wanted to play a game," Luffy stated, "but you didn't want clothes for it, and you wanted me to take off your pants…" Nami blushed, "no, you wanted me to wear your pants. And then you took my fam-"
"Okay! Okay! That's enough!" Nami screamed, "that was a dream, though."
"It was?" Luffy tilted his head to her, "but then why are we naked than? And why are you in my room? And why did you hug me so tightly? And-"
"So it wasn't a dream?"
"I didn't think it was," Luffy shrugged, "I couldn't go eat food because of you either." he pouted.
Nami blinked, "That's stupid. Whether or not I tell you not to eat or not, you eat anyway."
Luffy picked up her bra, and tossed it to her, "Yeah, I wanted to, but I couldn't because I couldn't get out of your arms, and you weren't awake, and so Sanji wouldn't even give us food til you'd come down anyway."
"That's true." Nami flung the blankets over her, and clasped her bra around herself, "but why couldn't you just stretch yourself out, or wake me up?"
"Oh." Luffy blinked. "I COULD DO THAT?"
Nami sighed, before pointing to her panties, "Of course you could do that. I'd get mad if you woke me up from my dream though."
"These are wet." Luffy mumbled, before tossing them to her.
Nami blushed, "I've gotta wear something, though." she gulped, as she hesitated before grabbing the panties.
"Here," he began taking his own underwear off, "wear these, they aren't wet."
"What?" Nami asked.
"You don't want to wear wet ones, do you?" he asked, placing his underwear on the bed beside her, before grabbing his shorts from the ground, and putting them on.
Nami glanced at his underwear, "These are dirty, too, though."
"They aren't wet," Luffy shrugged, zipping his fly up.
"I don't know how many days you've worn these."
Luffy cocked his head at her, "those are the ones you washed before we landed here, Nami. So I only wore those yesterday."
Nami sighed, "but you were just in them."
"I'm not now though, and yours are wet, right?"
Nami sighed, before grabbing his boxers from the bed, and sliding them under the covers with her. "Are any of my other clothes wet?"
"No, not really," Luffy answered, as he picked up the dress she had been wearing.
"I'll just put that on, then." she stated, "Also, do you have a small pair of shorts?"
"No."
Nami folded the hem of the boxers of each other three or four times, before putting the dress on. "Don't tell the others about this, Luffy."
"That you were in this room, or you put my jewels inside of -" Luffy asked, but Nami hurriedly slammed her hands against his mouth.
"Put on your shirt."
Robin smiled.
"You should really stop spying on them, Robin." Franky stated, "but was it SUPER?"
A light giggle was his only answer, followed by occasional hums, until they saw the eight that had went ashore come back.