"And that's how I managed to get the Tontattas to join our cause! I bet you they'll build me a twenty-foot tall monument after all of that! It'll be great!"
Luffy jumped when Nami leaned against his side, and orange filled all his senses. A rush of orange scent in his nose and mouth when he gasped. His eyes trailed over her hair, searching her for the why, but she was still smiling, laughing at what Usopp had said.
"You mean you lied to them!"
She still wore that dress. When her hips pressed against his, Luffy turned his head just enough to study her. Her eyes shone with her grin. When she clasped her hands together, Luffy shot a glance toward the gentle press of her bosom together. Almost close enough to push against his arm. Sweat mixed with the orange, a not unpleasant aroma that tickled his tongue.
He opened his mouth wider, inhaling, but shut it in the next instant.
Shifting, he frowned at himself.
"So what! I told them the truth later!" When Nami snorted, Usopp snapped. "I did, Nami!"
Nami giggled, but Franky butted in next with a laugh. "Maybe after they threatened you. The little guys were really strong!"
"They wouldn't! They loved me!"
She relaxed against him, and Luffy slowly eased back to let his weight lean against hers. And he realized he had drawn in that scent again. Her.
"Hm?" Nami turned her head, saw him and leaned back with huge eyes. "Oh, sorry!"
Luffy watched cheeks turn pink, so he said, "Garchuu."
With a twitching smile, she whispered, "Garchuu?"
So he leaned against her again, grinning when pink became red. But she didn't budge, and Luffy eased himself, shoulder to shoulder with Nami until she wiggled, and the tension left her frame. His nostrils flared, but he had to grit his teeth. She filled him again.
The crew laughed away. Everyone else seemed to have someone else against them — usually a mink though Chopper happily leaned against any of the crew that let him. Luffy supposed that was normal. Yet as the night stretched on through the eating and drinking, Nami stayed against him. Even after she reached for anything, Nami ended up propped against his side once more. She didn't leave.
Once, she shot him an accusing look that didn't make sense, so he smiled, and she pinkened all over again.
"Garchuu," whispered Luffy.
And Nami bunched red cheeks before she sniffed and turned her head away.
But she didn't pull back.
"I like garchuu, I think," he said, fat and lazy as he patted his stomach.
Nami sniffed, still with him even after several mugs and quite a few of the minks and the crew had wandered to other areas. No one had made mention of how they hadn't left the other's side, though he thought Robin had watched them for a while. Now, Nami had a sweet rum and whiskey scent overlapping everything else. He inhaled, fighting an urge to stick his tongue out. Like he could taste more.
"It gets fur everywhere."
He laughed. "Wanda licked me."
She stiffened again, though really he couldn't figure out why.
"I dunno if I liked it, but it was funny."
"I mean, it's a little unsolicited," she said.
Luffy tilted his head, pouting. "Unsophisticated?"
"No, not — unsolicited, Luffy. It means they didn't really ask? But it is part of their culture. Like people that bow or shake hands. It's just different."
He hummed. "So you need to ask to hug a friend?"
"Well, maybe not all the time." She fidgeted as if she was thinking about the hug she had given him earlier that day. Luffy realized he was thinking of it too. He had thought about it a lot. Pictured it in his mind about how happiness turned to sadness.
Frowning, he wrapped his arm around her, and she gasped as he squeezed her close.
"Garchuu," he said.
Nami gaped at him, licking her lips, but she dropped her gaze, a finger brushing hair behind her ear. "Ah, right, garchuu."
Luffy's head plopped on top of hers, his thumb smoothing over her shoulder. She tilted just so, and a breast pushed against his chest like they had earlier. He didn't move away, watching the fire crackle before them. Coals burned bright inside as a mink prodded at the fire.
He opened his mouth again, but the mink, a woman with zebra features, whinnied a giggle. "The jungle is free for you Straw Hats so long as you don't head for the Whale Forest."
Nami tensed against him, and he squeezed her shoulder.
When their eyes met, he grinned.
"Garchuu?" he asked.
Her lips parted, creamy brown eyes growing in size before she whispered, "Garchuu."
The mink woman laughed at that as if it was the funniest thing she had heard.
Two steps into the jungle, Luffy wrapped his arms around her from behind, and Nami shivered in his embrace. She clutched his wrists, but didn't pull them away.
Her breath hit the air in a cloud, and he realized it was more than a little chilly out.
"I guess the minks stay warmer when they go out and have fun." He laughed, but she pouted over her shoulder at him.
"Have fun? Is that what this is?"
Luffy frowned, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Is it not fun?"
"I — I mean, I just got used to doing garchuu, and everyone was back. I just pressed … I just was …"
He thought of her arms around him again. How happy he had been to have her with him once more despite bad news. Of when Nami had sunk beside him during the party. When she had leaned against him. Nami had even followed him when he went to see Inuarashi and Nekomamushi. Had she sought him out?
Blinking, he stared at her until her teeth bit into her bottom lip. Luffy rubbed up and down her arms with a hum before he said, "Hugs are nice too. Besides, it's cold out here."
But she stiffened, head bowing.
She mumbled, "I won't do it anymore. I just—"
"I missed you too." Nami jumped. When she turned her head, Luffy caught her lips. She gasped, and he murmured, "Garchuu."
For a moment, he thought she would hit him up and down Zou until he couldn't see straight. The heat rose to her face in a flash, but when she turned, she grabbed his ears.
Her kiss was hot. It was tongue and lips and teeth, and Luffy had to find enough mind to fight back. He growled, and her giggle was enough. Orange rum flavored and raw, he sucked onto her tongue while his head roared. Luffy shoved her against the nearest tree, and her legs wrapped around him only for her to shiver again.
"This isn't just a hug," she said as he nuzzled down her throat.
He snickered. "Sure, it is! Just has kisses too."
Luffy kissed her, smiling when she nipped at him again.
"Besides, you bit me first."
Nami started. "I'm sorry! I'll stop."
His body ached as he pressed against her frame. Nami quivered between him and the tree while her heady scent invaded his head, and a sudden, voracious energy flooded him.
He licked his lips.
"Don't stop." Her eyes widened as he rubbed against her, his chest squishing her breasts while his groin ran along her hip, thrills coursing through his body. "I wanna bite back."
Nami shocked him with another kiss. When she bit his tongue, Luffy moaned, his need grinding against her before he managed to free his tongue to nip and suck her lips. She shook in his arms, nails scratching through cloth at his arms and back. That thrill trembled in the pit of his stomach while one of her hands found his hair to pull him closer.
She dared nibble his lip, and he groaned, grasping her hips so that he could rub with more insistence. Against where she squirmed with him. Where he swore he smelled her.
A choked moan left to join his growl, and he dug his fingers into her plush bare thighs. Her hips jolted against him, and the bulge growing against her ached hotter the longer he tried to ignore it.
"I want …" He blinked. Tried to form the words. The heat against his cock frazzled his mind, scrambling the already shortened wires as her aroma bombarded him until he gritted his teeth. "I want Nami."
Her lips parted, but he had to take them again.
He bit her tongue, and Nami gasped in his embrace. Her squeal met his snarl as he dragged her down to the jungle floor.
For an instant, she moaned, mouth free to murmur, "Luffy—" Nami's hips bucked once more when he rubbed hard against her center, and her jaw dropped. A lusty wail left her instead. "Luffy!"
Luffy grasped his jean button only to yank his hand away with a grunt. "Fuck!"
When he looked down, blinking bleary eyes, Nami stared back with parted, bitten lips, and lowered eyelids. She stared back boldly.
"Luffy," she whispered. Nami grasped his hands, and he swallowed hard as she pressed them onto her breasts.
His fingers twitched.
Her fingers walked up his chest, and Luffy shuddered as his abs clenched.
She said, "Garchuu."
Luffy leaned over her, squeezing her breasts with a shiver. They squished in his grasp as much as they did against his chest. Soft.
Like how her lips felt when he bit them. Soft as her thighs around his waist and pulling tighter.
Shaking, Luffy swallowed her moans and whimpers.
She found his button for him.
Luffy pulled back to watch her nimble fingers work, shivering when she gave a tug before her hands retreated with a hotter face.
Smiling, he said, "You want something, Nami? Get it out yourself."
He traced circles, thumbs rubbing around nipples while Nami gaped and squirmed.
"But …"
"I want you." He swallowed hard, grunting. "And I want your soft hands on my hard cock."
If ever she was going to hit him, this was it, but she grasped his boxers. When she pulled them down, he hissed as cold air touched him, but a shy, soft, hot hand wrapped around him, saving him.
He arched to her, moaning when she stroked along his length. Each pump set a shot of strange pulses into him. His growl had her jump, but she quickened her pace, so Luffy thrust into her hand with a sigh. It was heaven in just her hand.
What would it be in …
He tried to picture it, staring at her frame wriggling under him. For an instant, he shook, gasping as his body strained against itself.
"Nami!" Luffy grasped her wrist, and she squeaked, but she froze.
"Luffy? Are …" She bit her lip though, realization dawning in her wide eyes before she yanked him on top of her instead. He moaned into her shoulder, breathing in her hair and the skin of her neck before he kissed along her throat and jaw. Nami moaned to him, nails in his back again. "I'm sorry. Do … uh …"
That question rang in his ears, making eyes spin. It took a bite from her when he kissed her to rouse the answer free. "I wanna cum in you, but I shouldn't. Right?"
Nami smiled.
And that ravenous sensation began all over again.
"You can just touch me." She pressed his hand back to her breast, and Luffy rolled her nipple in his fingers again. "Like … that!"
"Just this …?" When she bit her lip, Luffy pouted. "Nami, tell me."
Her legs tightened around him. "Yes … I like it."
Luffy leaned in, his chest heaving quicker, but her warm core rubbed against his bare hip through her skirt. He let his other hand trail to her side, feeling the gaps in her barely-there dress until she froze when he stroked her bare hip. He pinched her nipple, tugging as her throat choked out an odd sound that made him clench his teeth.
"You like this too?" His hand slipped under her dress and …
His eyes widened, not quite understanding the bare skin beneath while he rubbed a small circle over soft flesh. He could smell her again. Her. Under all the cloth and oranges and whiskey and rum.
He squeezed her hip harder, and she released a sharp moan. "I like it!"
She covered her red face when he pulled up her skirt though she peeked out through her fingers while he ground his thigh between hers. Watched a little patch of orange tuft dampen. "That's it, Nami. Rub on me."
Eyes wide, Nami gasped as he ground his jeans against her. "Wha—!? That's just dirty, Luffy!"
"Garchuu." He licked his lips, and Nami moaned, her hips arching to him.
He twisted her sweet, hard nipple, and her jaw dropped.
She groaned.
"Garchuu!"
Her body jolted as she ground onto his thigh. Nami moaned. Her breasts jiggled with her thrusts, while Luffy panted, and she gripped him to brace herself.
"That's right …" He melted from the heat of her pussy on his thigh. Luffy shifted one of her hands back to his cock. "Hold on like that." Pleased that she grasped him with both hands next. "Yes!"
Nami strained, her pussy slicker against his jeans as she shook. He kissed her, tasting hot orange desperation. The scent that was all her filled his nostrils, invaded his thoughts. His eyes rolled back when she squeezed him.
"Captain, I wanna cum," she whispered. Whined.
"Do it. Cum on me while you hump me."
Hips jerked to move faster as she pumped his shaft with that long whine. "Dirty! I'm — I'm not humping you …"
"If this isn't humping, then hump me, Nami."
She moved all at once, her hips rocking with a fervor where each rock matched her hands around his cock. Luffy gripped her hair, but drooled, watching her turn all shades of red. Orange and whiskey faded. Salt filled his mouth as he latched onto her collarbone, and she muffled a squeal into his hair. His head swam as her hands jerked with her hips, feeling her grow unsteady.
So he tugged her dress down to bare those sweet, sweaty teats. He swallowed her hot breasts with a grunt, and Nami shrieked something. For a few moments more, she humped his thigh, a high-pitched sob in his hair while he supped until her whole body slumped.
"Captain …"
He ached, reveling in that one word hanging between them. So he shifted her legs apart once more.
Her lips parted in a hungry sigh. "Garchuu."
Growling, he thrust into her, shaking as her lips, soaked through, took him in one swallow. She cried out and scratched at his arms. Only pulling. Never pushing. As he slammed inside with increasing ferocity.
Her legs twitched around him. Nami sobbed something again, but he took her lips. Bit hard as everything that was her coated him. His jeans were soaked. Her pussy splashed their essences across his abs and her thighs. When her back arched just so …
With a roar, Luffy pulled out and shot across her belly. She reached to touch the spray, but he spun her over. Nami squealed on her knees as he claimed hold of her once more, slamming her hands and knees first into the jungle floor. She squeezed and squeaked so long, collapsing with tears running down her cheeks.
But she whispered, "Garchuu! Garchuu!"
And his nails scraped across her bare hips until she visibly shook, clamping around him while her throat made those wild sounds she had just before she had fallen against him. Smelling like her.
He gripped her hair again, shaking when she shuddered around him. His abs clenched, and Luffy grunted with resisting. Inside, she was so inviting. Pulling on him to release. He panted as Nami's hips planted themselves on his lap, still sopping wet, and …
Luffy bit his tongue. He pulled out with a harsh gasp, panting over her back as he clutched himself. Aimed for her back.
And Nami reached back to part her ass cheeks. "Captain …"
Seeing white, flashing red, Luffy pushed against her sweet little pucker, grunting as his cockhead lodged in past the tight ring. Nami squeaked, and he held his breath, shaking as he pumped his cock. In her little asshole, he growled something primal, cumming into her as he thrust slowly deeper, and her hips tilted back for more.
He leaned in to kiss her, sucking hungrily as she moaned. Her ass grew slicker with his cum, and his cock, flagging, sank into her heat.
When he caught his breath, Luffy blinked at her crimson face. Pink lips parted like she'd say something, but he kissed her again. He pulled on her twitching hips.
She smelled like oranges again, layered with his scent on top at last.
