Welp, trying this again and seeing if I get different results lmao. Made minor changes, but unless you've read the version on AO3, you won't really notice the differences.

Like last time, big warnings here:

1 - This story is full of smut and is completely self-indulgent. No one who is under 18 should be reading this story.

2 - All characters here are portrayed as 18 and over—specifically Naruto, and Hinata (who are 19).

3 - Please, for the love of god, do not take this story seriously. This is absolute crack, so yes, a lot of characters are going to be OOC. And yes, this is a fucking AU. Thousands of other writers have done this on this site, so it isn't a crime if I do it.

Plus, you were looking through One Piece/Naruto crossovers, so you're already in weird, cringe territory to begin with.

4 - If you don't like the idea of two girls being intimate, or of Hinata fucking someone who isn't Naruto, this story probably is not for you. Back button is on the top left, feel free to click away.

If you're only critique about this will be about how everyone is OOC (especially Naruto, god you people are obsessed with him) and how much you hate this, I honestly won't take you seriously.

(Admittedly, I let it get to me before, but turns out the people who flamed me don't even know how to write themselves out of a paper bag, so. Yeah, I won't give even an inch of a fuck.)

Disclaimer: I own and make money off nothing or any character featured in this fic.

~I Want to Explode (Watch Me)~

When Naruto approached her about making the "arrangement" three years ago, it was something she'd almost been expecting. After all, they had just become exiled from Konoha by the Elders. Well, more Naruto than Hinata—because she'd chosen to follow him, she'd become exiled by association. From Konoha, they began to travel from village to village—both familiar and not— and along the way, they often came across girls or women who would inevitably catch Naruto's wandering eye. And who was Hinata to deny such indulgences from her lover, let alone a war hero?

The arrangement only got more serious when they set off on a ship to sail across the sea, into an area of the world where piracy was deep in its Golden Age. Where special fruits could grant people powers and where the chakra running through people and nature was so different, it had a completely different name and different uses. It was here, as they sailed from island to island, that Hinata became painfully aware of just how much Naruto's eye loved to wander. From that woman in Cocoyashi Village, to those ladies in Amazon Lily, and even to that pink haired captain who eats a lot and curses even more—there were very few women Naruto could keep his control around, and for good reason. They were all lovely and beautiful, and wonderful to be around (well, maybe not Bonney...Hinata was still trying to figure out what about her appealed to him). Even deep down, below her bitterness over being constantly ignored, Hinata acknowledged all of that.

But things took a turn when they finally met the Straw Hat Pirates—when Naruto met Nami.

To prelude, the circumstances weren't precisely ideal. About six months into their sailing of the sea, someone in Sabaody managed to capture the two of them, put collars set to explode at the slightest of rebellion around their necks, and put them on the auction block. Hinata and Naruto would never know who outed them as ninja, let alone that the latter was a Jinchūriki; but the minute it was found out, many slave auctioneers saw belli signs that day. Even crueler, they had been purchased by two different people—Caesar Clown for Hinata, and Doflamingo for Naruto.

For three long years, they were separated and forced into servitude. And if either of them dared to question or disobey, they'd receive a shock from their collar or—at least in Hinata's case, when Caesar Clown managed to kidnap her sister—their masters would find other weaknesses to use against them.

Hinata meeting the Straw Hats on Punk Hazard had been a godsend, especially once they came to Dressrosa to bring Doflamingo down. Luffy offering both of them to join the crew? Even more so.

There was a lot more to the story of course—such as making sure Hanabi was safely returned to Konoha, the events on Zou, then with Big Mom and then the Vinsmokes, then Wano, and so much more—but somewhere in between, Naruto's wandering eye returned with a vengeance as his gaze kept falling over to Nami and Robin, and all the other ladies in their journey, over and over. And Hinata found that, despite her bitterness growing back anew—she'd genuinely hoped that she and Naruto could go close through their shared traumas—she still couldn't deny him.

(Not that Naruto would listen, anyway.)

As she watched Naruto approach Nami one day—after everything, when the Straw Hats finally came across some much needed downtime in the New World—Hinata felt her chest give a knowing ache. She saw Nami smile at something Naruto said, watched her giggle, watched how Naruto smirked, and she just knew. Hinata felt herself sigh, her heart heavy. Another woman charmed, and another reminder that she would always be nothing except a second choice compared to all his other partners.

So, it was a big surprise later, when Naruto approached Hinata and told her, with a boyish grin: "She said yes, Hina! But only if you join us."

Hinata blinked wide eyes, then lifted her gaze from the book she was reading, her mouth close to dropping open. "W-what?"

"Yeah, she said she could only fuck me if you're involved," Naruto explained. "Which I'll admit is different? But it sounds fucking hot. Wanna try it?"

Did she want to try it? Honestly, Hinata wasn't sure. The idea of another person, let alone another woman seeing her naked made her nerves stand on end. But it had been so long since she and Naruto were intimate, and if this was going to be the only way they could be together like this, then she couldn't let this chance slip away from her.

So, with her cheeks blushing a dark rouge, she nodded and felt a curl of pleasure as Naruto's grin grew.

Hinata couldn't help but moan as she rolled her hips atop him, feeling him fill her after so long. Ever since he was liberated from Dressrosa, the times Naruto and her made love were few and far between; and when it did happen, it was rather…underwhelming. Naruto would often be quick and fast and rough, which would be fine enough, if Hinata managed to finish along with him.

(But it was fine, really! Her pleasure wasn't all that important anyway, it was the intimacy that mattered more. That was all.)

Still, it had been a long time since she rode him. She'd forgotten how good it felt, how much bigger he felt inside her from this angle— and he was ample enough, far as she was concerned—and just how deprived her body had become in his absence. So, as she placed her palms along the tanned and chiseled skin of his torso to use as leverage while she pumped her hips, Hinata found herself biting her lip. She thrust onto him, searching for just the right angle, and when she found it, her mouth parted to release a moan deep from her throat. As she followed the feeling, her hips moving furiously atop him, she threw her head back and moved her hands up to squeeze at her breasts, partially wishing it was his hands instead of hers.

"Ah, fuck—!" came another moan in front of her, reminding Hinata that she wasn't alone and just who Naruto was putting all his focus on as the woman rode his face. Hinata blinked and looked forward to see Nami rolling her hips to push Naruto's tongue deeper inside her, her back bowing into a perfect arch, to push her hips and breasts forward. Naruto groaned beneath her, pressing his face wherever Nami directed him and his hands moved to caress the soft skin of her belly, and then up along to rest at her ribs. Nami let out a soft sigh at his touches, then threw her head back.

The sight made Hinata swallow hard, but not in pain or heartache, like she'd expected. Her face grew hotter as her eyes took in Nami lost in her pleasure, in the cords of the woman's neck, the sweet sounds coming from her mouth. Hinata found herself understanding why Sanji and other members of the crew were so obsessed with Nami; the woman was gorgeous, no one could ever deny that. It was no wonder Naruto fell for her too. She just never expected to feel this way for her. Watching this woman should make her feel bitter and hateful, Hinata knew; instead, her body just burned.

With a huff, she closed her eyes and almost desperately focused back on her own movements, on following her own pleasure towards a hopeful end. Hinata didn't understand why Nami chose to look at her while riding his face. Part of her wondered if it was to gloat—and honestly, that wouldn't be a surprise, it had happened before with some particularly spiteful women (i.e. Bonney)—but that didn't match up with the genuine smile Nami sent her when they first entered the bedroom fifteen minutes ago. Of all the women Naruto had started relationships with, Hinata found herself genuinely liking Nami most of the time. Nami was kind, genuine, clever, and funny; when she had all the reasons not to trust in Hinata, Nami was one of the most eager to welcome her after the Straw Hats reunited on Zou.

Still, she didn't understand what Nami was thinking to have her included in, well this. None of Naruto's other lovers ever wanted Hinata involved. Most looked at her with pity, at best. Others would snort and just eye her with a smirk, their gaze belying their opinion about her. So, what…?

Just as Hinata was wondering this, her eyes opened again to see Nami watching her—her brown eyes sharp and gleaming, and her grin wide, full of mischief. Hinata felt her heart stutter at the expression, her eyes wide and face hot. Then Nami let out a chuckle, in a tone that sent shivers up and down her spine.

"Do you like watching me, pretty girl?" she said in a low purr.

Hinata squeaked, the red in her cheeks spreading down her neck. I...is she talking to me?

"You do, don't you? Interesting." Nami tilted her head, as if in thought, before her eyes gave another gleam. "How about you touch yourself for me? I want to see what makes you feel good."

I, I— She couldn't even form words inside her own head. Hinata swallowed again, feeling something brewing inside her as she felt a hot throb right through her center. Her hands twitched with a strange urge—the very visceral need to obey, she realized. Her mouth trembled just as her heart hammered. What's happening right now…?

"C'mon, sweetheart. I know you know how. All girls learn how, even good ones like you," said Nami, her voice growing hard and sharp, demanding. "Now, show me."

Before Hinata could blink, her right hand moved from Naruto's torso to rest right between her thighs, right where the throbbing was sharpest. Her index and middle fingers found the peak there, swollen and wet and hot, and she let out a soft moan. Slowly, she began circling the sensitive skin there, feeling jolts of pleasure go right through her, especially as she continued moving her hips. When a soft hand cradled the side of her face, Hinata let out a gasp and blinked to see that Nami was leaning forward, that the other woman was close enough to...to—!

"That's good, sweetheart. Very good. You obey so well."

Hinata felt every inch of her burn, her cheeks so red that she must look like a tomato. Her mouth parted to speak, to ask what the other woman could mean, but all that came out was a squeak. Nami grinned, an odd hunger coming to her gaze.

"Interesting," was all she said before turning her head, tilting down to speak to Naruto. "Hey, let's switch positions a little bit. There's something I want to try."

Naruto turned from his ministrations to say eagerly, "Sure!"

"Great, let's get up Hinata."

"O-okay…"

Once the three of them were on the bed again, Nami shifted until her back was nearly against the pillows at the bedframe and she immediately sank into the softness, spreading her arms out like she was sitting back on a throne. Then she regarded Naruto and Hinata, her brown eyes gleaming as they always did whenever she planned to grift someone out of their money. Naruto seemed ready to bounce out of his skin, his erection still eagerly standing at attention, while Hinata swallowed under her gaze and began pressing her thighs together, no doubt still feeling the tension of her coming orgasm. Nami tilted her head, her grin catlike as she hummed in thought.

Then she lifted a hand to point at Hinata, who jumped at attention. Nami smirked wider and turned to curl her index finger in a come-hither motion.

"Hinata, I want you to kneel right here, okay?"

Confusion flooded Hinata's expression, as well as embarrassment. She realized that Nami's legs were spread wide, easily revealing more of her body, and despite having seen it in glancing, Hinata felt heat rise to her neck. What did Nami want her to do there…? Unconsciously, Hinata bit the corner of her lip as she thought. It couldn't be, well, that. Right?

Hinata lifted her gaze to meet with Nami's and her insides fluttered at how the woman was looking at her, with this knowing in her face. Like Nami could see right through her. A nervous, burning lump formed in Hinata's throat as her eyes lowered back down to the sheets, unable to even glance at where she was realizing Nami wanted her, what Nami would want her to do.

"U-um…"

"I'll explain in a minute," Nami said kindly. "Just move into position for now, and you can decide if you're okay with it after I explain."

Feeling a bit more relieved, Hinata attempted to smile. "Okay…"

Once she moved, Naruto loudly cleared his throat and put on a grin. "So, what do I do?"

Nami sent him a look. "Kneel right behind Hinata."

Naruto blinked, taken aback. He frowned a bit, looking like he wanted to say something— but then he shrugged and said, "Okay."

Once he was behind her, just barely brushing against her entrance, Hinata felt her heart hammer more. She looked at Nami, a question in her eyes.

"So here's how it's going to go," Nami said. "Naruto, you're going to finish what you started with Hinata. And Hinata, you're going to finish me."

As Naruto frowned again, his brow furrowing in confusion, Hinata swallowed. "Um, Nami? J-just so we're clear on how I'm—eep!"

She didn't mean to squeak, but feeling Nami lightly grasp her chin and tilt her face upwards so she would be looking her in the eye sent an odd jolt of heat through her body. As her silvery-white eyes met gleaming brown, Nami sent her a smirk that made that same heat pulse through Hinata's body.

Nami chuckled darkly, her thumb stroking Hinata's bottom lip. "Why, with your pretty little mouth, of course."

Hinata turned bright red, her throat suddenly too dry. Truthfully, one of her favorite things to do with Naruto was to suck his dick; however, she knew she was very unskilled with it, if Naruto's past complaints meant anything, so she rarely was given any opportunity to do it. But to do that for a woman? Her tongue swiped across her lips at the thought, suddenly filled with this odd hunger before she immediately shook it off. I'm straight, Hinata said inside her mind. I love Naruto. She didn't want to do this because she was attracted to Nami. It was all to please Naruto. That was all.

But still… Hinata cast a glance at Nami, realizing she didn't want to displease the older woman with her inexperience.

She cleared her throat, tried to keep her voice steady as she said, "Nami, I…I've never—"

"That's fine, pretty girl, I'll show you. Do you trust me to guide you?"

Hearing Nami speak in that soft voice soothed Hinata's nerves somehow. Although she was still biting her lip nervously, she still nodded her head. Hinata wasn't very close with a lot of the Straw Hats yet, but she liked them well enough; and somehow, she found it easy to trust them. So, of course, she'd trust Nami— albeit nervously.

Nami smiled. "Good girl." Then she tilted her head to look at Naruto and said, "You can start now. Make sure you start off slowly—Hinata's such a sweet girl and she deserves to be treated gently. Don't you, pretty girl?" she added while stroking Hinata's head, her fingers threading through her dark hair.

Hinata couldn't form words, not proper ones at least, so instead she bowed in acquiescence. Despite her teeth on her lips, she felt her mouth still spread into a smile, her body filling with a pleasure she didn't understand just yet— she only knew that she liked how Nami complimented her.

"Uh," Naruto didn't sound sure what to say. "Yeah, sure…"

Then he moved, pressing inside her slowly—with a gentleness he hadn't bequeathed to her in months—and Hinata felt her body come alive as she reacclimated to his length. She moaned softly as he pressed deeper and tried to tighten the muscles of her body around him, to give him some pleasure. Although Naruto let out a low groan, he didn't do much else until he was finally balls deep inside her and decided that was a perfect time to start truly moving.

Hinata let out a soft sigh at his thrusts, feeling a burst of pleasure at the movements. Then she felt the hand on her chin tighten its grip and looked up to see Nami.

"Watch me," she said.

Blinking, Hinata nodded and hardened her gaze, making sure to put all her focus in observing how Nami's hand moved downward to press lightly at her center. She watched as Nami stroked the pads of her index and middle fingers against her clit, circling the swollen peak in a slow rhythm. At the soft sigh, Hinata lifted her gaze to see Nami beginning to flush a bright pink, her eyes dark with arousal. She stared up at her, then darted her gaze back down to the movements Nami was making along her body, doing her best to study what made the other woman feel good.

"Do you understand, at least a little?" Nami asked suddenly, her voice breathy.

Hinata nodded, pressing her mouth together. "Y-yes. Yes, I think so."

"Good. Now, do precisely what I did with my fingers, but this time with your tongue."

Blushing harder, Hinata licked her lips nervously; but she still nodded. With her breath becoming shallow, she tilted her head to press her mouth to the folds of Nami's body. She thought of how Nami's fingers moved, of what she saw Naruto do to Nami, and she tentatively slid her tongue right along the seam. Closing her eyes and tilting her head, Hinata moved slowly and deliberately, testing how Nami would react and testing how she felt while doing this. Then she pressed the flat of her tongue against Nami's clit, stroking over the sensitive skin before rolling the appendage over the swollen peak. At the soft moan Nami gave, Hinata felt a jolt of heat shoot straight through her, making her body clench and pulse.

A soft hand stroked through Hinata's hair, the sensation of long fingers making her scalp tingle and her body shiver.

"Good girl. Such a sweet girl," Nami purred. She threaded her fingers through the long dark hair, lightly scraping her nails against Hinata's scalp. When she felt the girl gasp against her, her smile widened into a hungry grin. Her fingers clenched to grasp at the roots, resulting in a choked whimper. "But it's not enough. You'll have to do more than that, Hinata."

Hinata rolled her eyes to look up at her and lifted her mouth to rasp, "H-how can I…?"

"Try using your fingers while licking me."

Use my—oh! Suddenly Hinata remembered something Naruto did a few years ago, when they first started dating. Before losing their virginities to each other, they'd done a lot of experimenting, mostly based on what they saw in the late Jiraiya-sensei's Icha Icha Paradise series—which in hindsight probably wasn't a great source to use? At least not for two inexperienced teenagers—and when they were toying with oral, there had been one thing Naruto did that had driven Hinata wild.

That has to be what she's talking about, she thought. She then glanced down at her hands, focusing heavily on the one that had the shortest nails on the two middle fingers and then she lowered her head once more. Since she understood a bit more of what Nami liked, she began lavishing the woman's cunt at a more enthusiastic pace, her lips wrapping around the woman's clit to suckle while her tongue continued to flicker against the skin. Above her, Nami let out a surprised moan and arched towards Hinata's mouth, gesturing her approval and increasing Hinata's drive.

Feeling more confident, Hinata slowly moved her hand lower, her middle fingers stroking around the entrance into Nami's body. At the long moan above her, she slowly pressed them inside and curled them just so—

"Ah, that's so good, baby," Nami threw her head back and moaned, awarding Hinata with more strokes to the hair and soft praises. "Keep going…"

Moaning, Hinata could only obey as she began moving her fingers in a gentle thrust that stroked over that little bump inside Nami every time, making the woman moan and writhe. With her mouth, she began following whatever instinct hit her that would worship Nami's body, her tongue lavishing along the slit with all the passion running through her. Vaguely, Hinata registered Naruto letting out a long groan behind her and she whimpered in pleasure against Nami when she felt his thrusts increase in speed and pressure, for once eager for the rough treatment.

It wasn't long before they were able to build a rhythm, between Naruto groaning as he pounded inside her and Nami's hands in her hair while Hinata continued kissing her body. There came a point when Hinata found herself moaning, even as she became lost in her own pleasure and lost herself to the carnal instinct to please her, to make Nami come apart.

It was all insane, Hinata knew. Part of her was still putting out excuses, that she was only doing this for Naruto's benefit; she didn't actually enjoy being so amorous with Nami, and she certainly hadn't thought about being with another woman in that way. However, that part was slowly being eaten away by the part of Hinata that was facing the truth, that she was enjoying this more than she ever thought she would. She couldn't even think of another time when she'd felt so eager, when lust had consumed her in such a way. She couldn't even recall a recent memory when sex involving Naruto had been so enjoyable. At best, during the rare times when he'd go to her, he would be on top of her for five minutes before letting out that finishing groan and then rolling off her so he could go to sleep. And she'd tried to guide him, had tried to be communicative about her wants and needs; but Naruto would still fall into that same pattern. Then he'd be off to lavish his carnal desires on another woman he found himself liking.

And Hinata had forced herself to be content with that. After all, she must be the one with the problem. Why else would Naruto take other lovers?

But now, though—she realized how much she'd missed a good and thorough lovemaking. Not just the oncoming orgasm, but actual intimacy. Having someone touch you and properly love you, not just being pinned and then pounded into a mattress. Who knew having a third person could bring about those feelings Hinata missed so dearly? Who knew it would be another woman?

It wasn't long before Nami's moans became breathless, before she was rolling her hips fervently to Hinata's mouth, before Hinata could taste her pleasure beginning to spill over. Furrowing her brow in determination, she gave one last suckle and a twist of her fingers and—

"O - oh. Oh, fuck!"

With one a sharp hiss of breath, Nami tightened her hold and pressed Hinata to her cunt as wave after wave crashed over her, her thighs trembling around the younger woman's head.

Hinata gave a few more lingering licks before lifting her head. She swiped her tongue across her mouth nervously, testing the taste that lingered there. Then she looked up at Nami, who was regarding her with dark eyes and a sated smile. Before Hinata could say anything, however, she heard Naruto groan behind her and wrap his arms around her torso. Before she could eve squeak, she was lifted up into an upright kneeling position, and Naruto began slamming inside her too hard, too fast, like he was about to, to—

Wait, wait!

But before Hinata could say anything that would slow down the inevitable, he was moaning low against her ear and spilling inside her, his thighs trembling against hers—all of which at any other time would be satisfying to hear and feel, but, well.

Sighing, Hinata could only close her eyes and wait for Naruto to finish, her body still pulsing in a need that was unmet. Once he was done, Naruto pulled out and fell back into a chair at the end of the bed.

"...Ah, that was awesome," he said, breathing heavily.

Hinata didn't move from her kneeling position at first. Then she turned around to send Naruto a rather forced genteel smile. "Yes, it was nice."

Naruto smiled back at her, tired but clearly happy; and then he sent a smirk to Nami, who was giving him an odd look. "Nami, I'll be with you in a minute, okay? I j-just...need to," he began nodding off, blinking rapidly, until his head tossed again and he began snoring loudly.

Both Hinata and Nami stared at him, blinking wide eyes. Once it was certain that Naruto was dead to the world in a state of post-coital bliss, Nami let out a laugh.

"Well, he had fun," she said.

"Yeah," Hinata commented, giggling somewhat. Lowering her gaze to the mattress, she carded her hand through her hair, then began rubbing the back of her neck. There was really no point in being angry or letting the sexual frustration get to her. After all, it's not like this was the first time; she would handle it how she usually did. And that's fine, she thought. It's not a big deal.

"I can help you with your problem, if you want."

Hinata's heart stopped. She whipped around to send Nami a wide-eyed look, once again feeling heat prickle up her neck.

"Eh? W-w-what do you mean?"

Nami gave her a playful smirk, tilting her head. "C'mon, Hinata, you know what I mean. I mean, you did so well for me. I figure it's fair to return the favor."

Oh. Oh my god, Hinata thought, her breathing becoming heavy again. "O-oh, I don't. You don't have to do that—"

"How about you not worry about what I 'have' to do. All that matters is what you want right now," she added softly.

What I want…? Hinata bit her lip, looking off to the side in thought. How long had it been since she thought about what she truly wanted? When was the last time anyone asked…? All her life, Hinata felt like she'd been living an existence based on others' wants and needs, very much like a side character to another person's story. It was a life that she was content with during most days, and at worst, something she tolerated up to a point. But everyone has a limit, and Hinata knew she was no different. Would it really be so awful to indulge in something different, in something new, that would make her feel good?

And more than anything, what did she want?

Finally, with a blush and her insides melting, Hinata finally said, "I…I'm not sure what I want from you, Nami. B-but I…I want to feel good."

"…I can definitely help with that," Nami said, her smile warm. Then she tilted her head to nod to the space next to her on the bed. "Come here."

Once again, without thinking twice, Hinata obeyed.

As soon as her head was resting on the pillow, Nami loomed over her. She looked down at Hinata with an expression that seemed unreadable, but the way her gaze raked along Hinata's form was heart stopping. Then Nami began to lean over Hinata entirely, nearly pressing their chests together. Hinata squirmed, her nerves and body on fire.

Nami pressed a hand to Hinata's face, slightly tilting her gaze upward.

"Hinata, I promise that I won't do anything to hurt you—but if you need me to stop, if you're uncomfortable in any way, please tell me and we'll stop."

Hinata swallowed, her heart thumping so loud she wondered if the other woman could hear it; and then she nodded.

"O-okay…"

With that, Nami smiled and then leaned down to lightly press her mouth to hers. Hinata's eyes snapped wide open at first, but it wasn't long before she gave into the kiss, her eyes slowly sliding closed. Tilting her head, she wrapped her arms around Nami's neck and returned the kiss, falling too easily into the passion rushing through her.