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AN: Good morning/afternoon to you! Cheers for coming back for more. Here we dive into some good Chapter 3 lovin'…

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CHAPTER 3 – STOP

It was midnight on the Grand Line, the Sunny floating undisturbed under a sky of twinkling velvet. Its deck was silent aside from the slight rustle of the grass in the breeze and the soothing splash of the surrounding ocean waves. The majority of the Straw-hats were fast asleep, the rhythmic risings and fallings of their chests matching the restful bobbing of their sweet-tempered ship.

But Luffy, he lay wide-awake in his quarters, dizzy with anticipation.

Since the first inklings of his infatuation with Nami had begun to stir in his heart, this was the turning point that he had long pinned his hopes on. Their daylight antics were the prelude to what the night would bring. Luffy's skin still buzzed with the echoes of her peachy form, heavy on his.

With a groan, he squeezed his eyes shut and ran his fingers through dishevelled hair, where her electric fingertips had left their burns.

This girl is driving me crazy!

He sat up, deciding he could not waste another second devoid of Nami's dazzling loveliness. Determinedly swinging himself off of his hammock, he gave his bedhead one anxious last glance in the mirror before slipping out the door.

He tiptoed noiselessly across the boat, listening out for any stirring of his crew, until he came to the bottom of the large watchtower. As Sunny's flags rippled contentedly above him, Luffy took a deep breath and darted swiftly inside the makeshift stock room.

It was empty, bathed in moonlight.

Feeling his nerves starting to kick in, Luffy waited, leaning against a wooden storage box as the butterflies ached in his stomach. The moment that had played in head countless times before had come, and it was almost surreal.

And while he was terribly, unbearably, excruciatingly excited, it was also one of the most daunting things he felt he had ever encountered. Give him a fight with the Shichibukai any day over this.

Where is she? Luffy wondered, as his anxiety continued to bubble. Has she changed her mind?

His thoughts began to cloud over.

Is this gonna make things weird between us? What if she tells someone else in the crew and they freak? Am I gonna be good enough?

His palms started to feel sweaty.

God, she's so beautiful. I have to do her justice. What if I do something awkward? What if I don't make her feel good? Oh god, what if I can't make her cu - "

The door creaked open. Luffy's breath caught in his chest, his rapid mind suddenly rendered blank.

She walked in, liquid silver shining in her hair and brushing her face, the most achingly gorgeous sight he had ever known.

"Nami." he sighed, all his worries fluttering away into the night.

"Luffy." Nami sang back, smiling as she shut the door gently behind her. She slinked towards him, dressed only in a tiny pair of shorts and a soft, low-necked cotton tank. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Cap."

Luffy stared openly at her delicately-clad figure, drinking in everything from the smooth shape of her toned calves; her sultry, pillowy thighs; the soft curve of her round hips; the shamelessly sensual strain of her large bust against her too-small outfit...

"You...I..." he stammered, starting to feel dizzy again. It was like looking directly into the sun. "Nami, you are so beautiful. So hot."

Nami ducked her head, giggling. She gazed up at him with a roll of her eyes, a fragile blush nevertheless creeping across her cheeks. Luffy's heart tingled. Oh, angel…

"Stop it, Luffy, you're too sweet." she cooed demurely. She was standing in front of him now, entwining her fingers around his. He suddenly felt rather punch-drunk.

"You know, I'd imagined this scenario a thousand times," she continued, her voice as steady as the hands she used to guide his around her waist. She tugged at his shirt, which he willingly allowed her to lift up over his head, and tossed it calmly aside. "All summer nights and beach kisses and rose petals in the bedroom."

"Uhhhh..." was all Luffy could manage, lost in her smouldering eyes and seductive whispers, his heart racing a mile a second. She was leaning closer towards him. His bare skin inflamed as she pressed her breasts to his chest.

"But in all honesty, Captain..." she breathed, gently brushing her ample lips over his red-hot ear. She smelled like sea salt and honey.

I love when you call me that. Never stop calling me that.

Luffy couldn't move. His legs were jelly. He was pretty sure his brain had imploded.

Nami paused, her breath heavy on his neck, his hot on her shoulder.

Suddenly, she gasped, unravelling in his arms.

"Screw that!" she moaned, fiercely grabbing his hardened crotch, her eyes blazing with lust. Luffy groaned, pleasure shooting along every vein in his body.

"Fuck me, Luffy."

Her words sent lightning coursing through the depths of his soul, and he found himself sighing, "Yes Nami," for the second time that day, before her lips crashed, passionate and senseless, into his.

Oh god.

She was fire. She scorched through every last piece of him, rendering him numb and disconnected.

And she felt fucking amazing.

Luffy savoured every kiss, every nibble, every blistering mark she left on his face, his neck, his collarbones. His hands found her plump behind, squeezing it through dazed fingers, forcing her warm torso against his own. She moaned into his mouth, taking his bottom lip seductively between her teeth, and began to unbutton his pants with fumbling fingers.

He could barely take it.

"You sexy little slut, Nami." he mumbled, hardly realising what he was saying in the steamy haze of their caresses. She looked at him in surprise, but the hard bite of her lip told him that she approved.

Okay…lets go along with that.

He felt his confidence mounting, teasing his hand into the back of her shorts and running the other through her fragrant hair. Nami moaned.

"Say that again." she breathed, nuzzling at his neck. Her cheeks were flushed roses, her eyes burning gold.

Luffy pulled away and, for a moment, simply stared lovingly at her pink complexion. Then, out of pure need, he lifted her up by the ass and unceremoniously threw her down onto a pile of old delivery sacks, still chock-full of packing hay.

"What the - "

Nami gasped, the wind completely knocked out of her. Luffy swallowed a laugh and leaped on top, forcing her hands up above her head.

Playtime.

"I said - ", he whispered into her ear, using one hand to keep her arms in place, and the other to brazenly pull down her flimsy shorts.

She shuddered.

"You are -", he continued to murmur, throwing the shorts out of sight. There was nothing underneath. He stifled a pained groan and fervidly parted her thighs. He nestled himself between her legs, tenderly rubbing his crotch against hers. She began to moan again.

"Luffy, I - " she began, but he quietened her with an abrupt kiss. He let go of her arms.

"A sexy - "

He lifted her shirt and kissed her burning navel. She was trembling, nails digging into his back.

"Little - "

His lips found her groin, trailing further down. He poked her centre lightly with his finger and found it soaked. She mewled, beginning to pant.

"Slut."

"Oh Luffy, please!"

Nami cried out as Luffy's mouth enveloped her centre, his hot tongue exploring every sensitive ridge, bump and gap. She moaned endlessly, pulling at his hair with her fingers, legs high in the sky.

"Oh god!"

She tasted like sweet syrup. Luffy was in heaven. Hands firmly on her thighs, he continued to go down on her with a passionate vengeance.

Man…I could do this all day...

Nami began to writhe in his arms, contorting with pleasure. She gasped for air as he continued to work on her, desperate for more.

"Just like that! Oh, keep going, keep going..."

Luffy hummed in acknowledgement, relishing in her satisfaction.

How could anyone be this delicious?

He kept up a rhythm, giving time to her gratification, replying to her convulsions with light changes in pressure. She was throbbing under his touch and he was lost in her ambrosial body.

I cannot wait to fuck you.

Soon, he began to feel her tense underneath his hands. Her moans became higher, faster. His name spilled from her lips.

"Luffy!" Nami gasped, her back arching. He tightened his grip on her waist and continued tracing out patterns with his tongue.

I'm so fucking horny.

"Luffy, oh god!"

Yes, Nami?

His hands found her supple breasts, nipples erect, damp with sweat. She quivered, her centre tightening.

Wow, so this is happening.

"I'm gonna cum!" she moaned. He could feel her rising to her climax.

Unbelievable.

"Right there!"

That's it.

"Luffy!"

Her scream cut through the air. She tried to muffle it with a bite onto the sack nearest her head, her hands curling into tight fistfuls of the burlap material.

"Yes." Luffy moaned, kissing her pulsing centre.

Nami convulsed above his head as she released, overwhelmed by floods of pleasure. Luffy moved from between her legs up to her neck, laying soft kisses all over her flushed chest.

Still riding his adrenaline-fuelled wave of boldness, his fingers darted in and out of her dripping centre. He rubbed her swollen button with his thumb, holding her as she orgasmed. She moaned weakly in his ear.

"It's too much, Luffy." she whimpered. She pawed at his hand. Her eyes met his as he lifted his head up to hers. She smiled, brushing her wearied lips along his jaw before softly kissing his own.

Luffy's heart skipped a beat. He sunk himself back into her chocolate eyes; they were wild, still sparkling with hot desire. His fingers did not move.

"Then tell me to stop." he murmured back, continuing to play with her.

She didn't.


If only you could just write out what you want your lover to do to you…how simple would life be?

Anyways, do let me know what you thought of this little round of foreplay, hehe. Chapter 4 is a-coming!

Thank you for your kind words yet again x

- ElysianPipedreams