Disclaimer: One Piece (and its characters) belongs to Eiichiro Oda-sensei.
Reminder: I have no beta-reader. Any grammatical and spelling errors are solely mine.
Warning: OOC possible. One shot drabble.
Rating: M (Implied and not explicit)
Note: Drabble. AU. Just to try something new. Originally, I was planning to tackle one of the pending requests because they've been pending for so long. But I got side-tracked.
Summary: This kind of house-warming party… beats the one she'd been planning to host in the coming weekend.
Points of No Return
8 : Housewarming Party
A satisfied sigh escaped her as her head lolled slightly to side, luscious pink lips pursed as she tried to catch her breath.
Her chest heaved up and down, slowly, as her body started to relax after such a tiresome activity.
She vaguely felt the mattress dipped as a body plopped down heavily beside her. She can hear his strained breaths… its rhythm matching her own still panting ones.
Nami let out a small, exhausted giggle; lifting her hand to playfully poke her companion's cheek.
"Stop that," Zoro grunted as he tiredly swatted her hand away.
"Why?" She asked in a breathy voice, frowning at his crabbiness. She gave his feet a light kick before rolling to her side and draping a leg over his. "Are you already spent?"
"Hnn…"
"Is this all Roronoa Zoro's capable of?"
Zoro sharply turned his head towards her. "Excuse me?"
She laughed at his affronted expression. "Now I know you have your limitations." She teasingly whispered against his lips as she wrapped an arm around his waist.
He just snorted in response, closing his eye and pillowing his hand behind his head.
Nami smirked as she watched him. She kicked the blanket carelessly strewn over them to her feet and moved to straddle him.
His eye flew open when he felt her weight on top of him.
"Nami!"
"Don't tell me I've already worn you out?" She grinned impishly, reaching up to twist her hair into a messy bun; giving him a nice, full view of her naked body. "And just when we finally made it into our new bed!"
They had started getting frisky while unpacking their things from the boxes in the living room after much playful teasing and bantering. It didn't take too long and they ended up rolling on the floor of their new place in a tangle of heated bodies and fervent kisses before taking into the couch then finally making their way into their new room.
And to be honest, this kind of housewarming party… beats the one she'd been planning to host in the coming weekend.
Zoro's hands immediately grabbed her hips and he managed to sneer up at her. "Of course not."
"Then why are you still lying down there Zoro?"
"Woman, don't you know what breather means?"
Nami chortled, one finger tracing his muscled chest, still glistening with sweat. "You need one? I've seen you do almost a thousand reps and it was not enough to drain the strength out of you."
She covered his body with her own.
"Yet you're finally drawing the line here?" She taunted with a peck on his chin.
"Fine!" He growled at her, the arm behind his head moved quickly around her to pin her body against his as he sat up abruptly.
"Whoa!" Nami squealed before laughing out loud, loving how easily she can rile him up when it comes to questioning his endurance. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself closer, planting a soft, appeasing kiss on his lips. "I'm only pulling your leg, babe."
His eye narrowed dangerously at the nickname.
She laughed again and brushed her lips against his.
Zoro's hand tangled along her orange locks, as he pushed her closer, unraveling the messy bun she made earlier. From the way he was kissing her back… it was enough to tell her that he didn't need any more convincing for another more round.
She was enjoying how their embrace was slowly turning passionate when he suddenly shifted to sit on the edge of the bed, feet planting down the floor with a thud.
"Zoro?" Nami drew back from him, surprised.
He stood up suddenly, easily lifting her up with him. His hands grabbed her at her ass, kneading it gently as she hooked her legs around his waist.
"Where are you going?" She raised an eyebrow as he headed towards the door.
"I need some water."
Nami pouted and ruffled his hair as he stepped out of the room. "You don't need to take me with you!" She complained as he made his way towards the kitchen, past the still half-unpacked boxes scattered here and there.
"Oh I do. Aren't you thirsty?"
"Not really."
He smirked. In a very naughty way, reserved for her eyes only.
"You will be after I'm through with you." He promised; the corner of his lips quirking up.
"We haven't tried the kitchen counter yet have we?"
– The End –
R and R please.
