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Happy Valentain's day! Enjoy))

-Nami chwaaan, Robin swaaaan, you're so beautiful tonight!

Sanji wriggled with big red hearts instead of his pupils. His face was red partly from drinking and partly from the blush caused by all kinds of dirty thoughts about the two beauties, who weren't paying much attention to him. He looked at Robin's dress which was covering most of her upper body, then his attention shifted towards Nami. Her dress was showing more of everything: more of bust, more of legs, more of neck and back. Sanji swirled and twirled from his own thoughts, sharing generous amount of nose blood.

-You pervert! Stop it already!

Nami jumped up from her seat and punched him in his head making scary face.

-Urgh! Robin san I'm off to change my dress, this idiot got blood on me. She changed her mode back to normal to talk to Robin, then punched Sanji again who was mumbling something trying to stand up.

It was crowded and noisy again. Well, just like any other day out with friends. Everyone was having fun, eating, drinking, spreading love... Nami hmmed something under her breath and walked through groups of people towards her room to change the dress that Sanji ruined. She could leave it on, no one was going to pay attention anyway, but then she wouldn't have an excuse to sneak out. Why would she sneak out? It was crowded and noisy, AGAIN.

Nami entered her room. It was just on the second floor of the same building, but with the click of the closing door it seemed like she had teleported to a whole new universe. it was so calm and quiet. She threw herself on her bed and closed her eyes as if consuming the delight of the moment. She could hear barely audible sounds of laughter from downstairs. However, those sounds soon were ignored as someone's approaching steps got louder catching her attention. And it was a pleasant surprise, cuz Nami knew for sure who those steps belonged to. It wasn't like she minded them...

She remained on the bed with her eyes still closed as the door opened and Zoro came in.

-You got lost again?

-Hmm?

Nami stood up and took steps towards him.

-What's up?

Zoro didn't answer. instead, he just pulled down the upper part of his clothing showing all the beauty of his well trained body. That was a silent question-invitation, and he waited for the answer patiently.

Nami ran her eyes over his body greedily. 'I've slept with him' thought started circulating in her head making her jealous of her own self.

-Are you drunk?

She took a step forward.

-No.

-Hmm.

Nami could feel odor of alcohol, but Zoro was a person with limitless tolerance. Besides, everything aside, she could trust him, so if he said he wasn't drunk he meant it. She'd be safe.

Taking some more steps forwards Nami made Zoro take steps back too, until his back touched the door. She leaned in to lock the door while teasing his shoulder with a light brush of her lips. She moved slowly on purpose but then Zoro's patience disappeared into a thin air. He grabbed a handful of hair to pull her head back and bit her chin, licking and kissing his way down to her throat. Then he switched places with her kissing all the places his eyes could see, and groping all the places his hands could reach. His erection started to poke from underneath his clothes, and that's when he hugged her and made a room between her legs for himself. Nami's back hit the door with thud as he thrusted his hips forward.

-Now hold on.

Now it was Nami's turn to grab his hair and pull his head back.

-I've had enough of wooden surfaces. She leaned forward to whisper. -No more.

A moment later Nami was on the bed, while Zoro was pounding into her as crazy, standing near its edge. He took her ankles into his hands and twisted her so easily as if she was made of cotton. He took her from behind sanding waves of new pleasure.

Zoro was big and the position was giving Nami all the benefits. She could feel herself getting hotter and closer, but right before the last sprint Zoro shifted her again. Now when Nami was on her side, he grabbed her thighs to adjust for a better angle and pounded even with more force. Her forms bounced with his every thrust and he liked it. He also liked seeing her face, her half closed eyes and half opened mouth, hearing her moans, the proof that she felt good. That he was making her feel good. He leaned forward to kiss her but stopped midway, thinking maybe it wasn't that good idea. Not for Nami. She pulled him for a french kiss initiating a new pose as well. Being on top of him seemed one thing that was missing the entire act. Straddling him gave her chance to touch his beautiful body, his neck, his chest, his shoulders, his biceps... His body was close to her ideal, how could she keep her hands to herself?

They both were close now. Nami's voice had gotten louder and she was losing control over her moves. Zoro sat up helping Nami move her hips. He kissed and licked her breasts, then bit, after licked again. Their bodies touching and their breaths tangling, Nami's warm and wet insides around Zoro's hard manhood, it was too hot to bear. Zoro tried his best to keep the control of himself, helping Nami to reach her climax first. When she started tightening and pulsing around him he knew he could let go.

They both remained silent until noises from downstairs started to seem louder.

-You share this room with Robin?

-um-hm.

Zoro got up and started to put on his clothes. His movements made Nami sit as well. She looked at him admiring his body one more time. 'I slept with him again'.

-Well, see you.

Came somehow awkward phrase and Zoro left. Nami sighed and lied back down smiling to no one. That was the second time she was telling herself that she wouldn't do it again.