Hello everyone! I hope I get this out on time because I literally lost track of what day it was. All I know is that someone said it was Thursday and I flipped. I've been doing a few odd nightshifts this week so I literally believed it was Tuesday until someone said that. XD sooooooo if this one is a bit late I sowwy!
This weeks request was a really great idea that literally unfurled in my head like a movie. Thank you XMouseX for the request! It was a great idea and I loved it the moment I read it. Hopefully I didn't ruin the idea by changing or adding things! I just could stop myself once I started typing!
The next story is a LuffyXNamiXVivi request for a Gakuto! Thank you for helping me with so many ideas and giving me such inspiration! I'm so very happy that I got to get to know you through FF and love that I made a new friend! Hope you like the story when it comes out!
Only 6 stories left now! Holy moly! Kinda scary, but also thrilling! Anyway! Enjoy!~
"Luffy and Bartholomew" "Zoro and Sanji" "Ace and Marco" "Aaaaaand Nami and Cavendish!" Groans were heard throughout the room as the teacher finished the long list of partners, aside from the one group who was actually happy they were put together (aka Luffy and Bartholomew).
Nami was staring at the teacher in total disbelief, an audible groan escaping her lips moments before her head slipped from her palm, that was propping it up, and slammed against her desk. She dropped her arms down in defeat as another groan rang out from her and she wanted to punch the teacher; but of course if she did that she'd be suspended. Of all the people she had to be partnered with it had to be him. Nami loathed Cavendish. He was always flaunting around his "perfect" looks, having all the girls fawn over him. He was always blocking the hall, always messing things up, and always clueless to the people who were being bothered by the girls who crowded around him. Nami didn't actually know him then, and for all she knew he was actually a good guy; she kept to her people, and he kept to his with neither of them really coming near one another.
But what really threw her over the edge to her hatred for him was when Nami had been rushing to class, trying to get her project in before she failed another one, and Cavendish and his girl posse were blocking the hall again. Nami tried to push past all of them, but in the process she got pushed back, and into Cavendish.
Audible gasps were heard in the hallway from all the girls, and a more silent squish could be heard next to her shoulder. When she looked over she noticed that Cavendish's lunch that he was munching on was now squished between the both of them; his chest and her shoulder.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" Nami said, feeling the pang of guilt rise in her stomach.
Cavendish opened his mouth to tell her something, but before he could say anything the girls that were part of his fan group grabbed Nami and threw her away from Cavendish. She fell to the floor, the papers to her project splaying out over the floor. She reached out towards the papers, ignoring the stain that was seeping into her top, quickly wanting to pick them up. However the girls stepped on the pages, twisting their heels into the papers and smudging her writing while tearing some of the pages.
"How could you do that to Cavendish!"
"Yeah! How rude!"
Nami gritted her teeth, grabbing a page beneath one of the feet and jerking, nearly tripping her up. "I said I was sorry. What more do you want?" She spat out towards them, her glare fiercer than ever.
"Girls, girls. She couldn't have known better." Cavendish waved off, feeling the tension in the air. Except it didn't quite work out like he had wanted because some of the girls turned glares on him. "I mean, she can't even pass a class. There's no way she could possibly pass in a hallway smartly."
The girls burst out in condescending laughter, pointed towards Nami who could feel her anger bubbling up inside of her and felt the heat the heat burning the back of her neck from embarrassment. Her fingers gripped the pages tightly, trying to control herself. You can't get in another fight. If they catch you you'll be suspended. Swallow it Nami. Ignore them and push it down. She desperately tried to remind herself of the consequences if she actually fought them or lashed out.
"Who knew such immature brats were in our school." Zoro grumbled, causing Nami to look up quickly.
The girls split like the red sea, showing Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Robin, and Franky standing there with disapproving looks on their faces and arms crossed. Robin walked past the girls and to Nami, lifting her up and then helping pick up the papers. She could see the anger in Nami's eyes and knew she was about to snap.
"Move. NOW." Zoro said, voice deep and stern as he glared at the girls and over at Cavendish.
The girls let out small gasps of fear before scrambling away in every direction, ready to get away from the delinquent looking guy whose eyes were glaring daggers at them. Nami didn't have to be coerced to quickly follow them towards her classroom, ready to turn the project in. Out of the corner of her eye she briefly saw Bartholomew, a friend of Cavendish's, walk up and slug Cavendish in the arm.
"Not cool dude. Not cool." He grumbled to Cavendish as Bartholomew watched Luffy and their small group walked off with Nami in the middle.
Since then she's had this burning hatred towards the blonde who made her out to be an idiot in front of everyone. And yet, it seemed like she's had the worst of luck since that time as well. The teacher had just now made them partners for the rest of the year. She really just wanted to punch something right now.
The bell rang, stirring Nami from her frustrated pose on her desk. And quickly she got up, grabbing her bag so she could quickly escape to her part time job.
"Hey, Nami!" Suddenly Cavendish and Bartholomew were in front of her. Nami turned a dangerous glare on Cavendish, wiping the smile off his face instantaneously, and then looked over to Bartholomew. The green haired, punk styled guy was always friendly towards Nami and her friends, so she didn't have a problem with him, but she also didn't really know him all that well. She gave a friendly smile and a nod of hello to Bartholomew, completely ignoring Cavendish.
"I have to go. If you'll move please." She didn't give them much of a chance before she was pushing through.
"Don't you want to get to know your partner?!" Bartholomew called out, following her out of the classroom and down the hall. Cavendish was right on his heels as he looked at the orange haired fireball with hopeful eyes.
Nami looked back at them and let out a curt laugh that sounded condescending, just like the girls that day. "I know him well enough already." She sped up her strides, losing them in the hallway.
Two weeks passed by as Nami and Cavendish partnered up, working together on class work and occasionally (forcefully) having to meet up outside of school. She only agreed if Bartholomew and Luffy came with. Cavendish seemed distraught that Nami wouldn't allow them to be alone, but she knew if she did allow it, she'd end up punching him in anger.
The only safe place she had that calmed her down was her part time job at a greenery. She took care of the small tree's there, her favorite being the tangerine trees. She cared for them like they were her kids, and caring for them calmed her down. She reveled in the knowledge that this was one place she didn't have to worry about Cavendish and that embarrassing day…..or so she thought.
The bell over hanging the door rang out, signaling her that there was a customer. Nami clapped her hands by one another, knocking the mulch from her gloved hands. She slipped them off and set them on the counter nearby, momentarily displacing them so he could greet the said customer. A bright smile was on her face as she exited the greenery and towards the small sunroom of a entrance they had. That smile instantly dropped off her face as she spotted who was standing there.
"What do you want?" She asked Cavendish who jumped in surprise at her voice, yet still put on a dashing smile and looked at her innocently.
"Is that any way to talk to a customer?" He scoffed, flicked his bangs out of his face as if it would suddenly entrance her to his looks.
Nami sighed, knowing he was right. She put a plastered on smile onto her face. "How can I help you today?" Her normal gentle attitude for customers now back.
"I was thinking of buying a tangerine tree. But I needed a bit more information on them so I can be sure to care for it correctly." Cavendish said, giving her another smile. He rapped his fingers on the counter, waiting for her to answer.
But Nami was in slight shock at his interest in her favorite trees. It was coincidence right? She couldn't stop the soft smile that tugged at the corners of her lips, her anger tampered down now. "Come on, I'll show you to them."
Cavendish followed Nami back to the trees, where she pointed out which ones were the tangerines. She left it simple when describing how much sunlight they needed, how much water, the type of fertilizer that was best, and how long the gestation was before tangerines came. She got into describing the trees and how to care for them, not realizing she was going overboard on it all. But as time went by Nami realized her rambling and clamped her mouth shut, feeling heat gather on her cheeks. She cautioned a glance towards Cavendish, who stood there patiently, watching her with a genuine smile. It made Nami's heart thump heavily in her chest with his eyes on her completely; he was actually listening to her and didn't seem to mind.
"So, do you still want one?" She asked, tucking a stray hair behind her ear that had slipped from her ponytail. Cavendish nodded slowly, taking himself out of the hard trance Nami had him in. He bought a small sapling from her and even a few notes Nami jotted down to help him remember, before giving a small nod of thanks to her with a smile and leaving.
Nami heard the quiet alarm on her phone, signaling to her that her shift was over and the greenery could be closed up. She checked on all the trees and plants one last time, before shutting the doors and locking it carefully. Nami turned, pocketing the keys and nearly jumped. There leaning against the greenery was Cavendish with the tree next to him. He was standing there with a guilty smile on his face. Nami dropped her keys from the jolt of fear she got.
Cavendish's gentlemen side came out and he quickly scooped up her keys and held them out to her. He offered up a gentle smile, before grabbing her hand lightly and putting the keys in her palm. "What are you still doing here?" She stopped, clenching her keys as she crossed her arms. "Are you stalking me?"
Cavendish's eyes widened immediately and he held his hands up. He shook his head furiously, fingers splaying out and waving back and forth to emphasize his answer. "It would be rude of me to let a woman walk home alone at night."
Nami couldn't stop the short laugh that came out of her. She raised an eyebrow at him, and finally pocketed her keys. "It's not like I haven't walked home in the night before. Thanks, but no thanks."
Cavendish however wasn't letting 'no' be an answer. He just picked up his tree and followed after her. For a block or two Nami just ignored him, but she could feel his eyes on the back of her head, and with a heavy sigh she slowed her steps, matching up with him so they were walking side by side now. Nami could see from the corner of her eye that Cavendish kept looking at her, opening his mouth, and then clamped it shut again before looking forward. Repeatedly he did this, probably thinking Nami hadn't noticed.
"If you have something to say, just say it." She said irritably, looking over at him finally and stopping. She lifted her eyebrows, urging him to speak what he had on his mind.
Cavendish stopped as well, his ears pink and visible from where Nami stood. He turned to her, confidence on his face, but also guilt. He opened his mouth and looked at her sternly. He bowed his head down, his blonde curls falling forward in front of him. "I'm sorry!" Nami's eyes widened, never expecting to hear those words come out of his mouth. "For what I said that day. It was rude and wrong of me to say something like that of a lady." He stopped and stood back up, looking at Nami who had her jaw slightly agape.
But then she clenched her jaw shut, the muscle there bulging slightly as she gritted her teeth. He willingly brought up that day, which only made her anger rise up again. "Then why did you say it?! You made me sound like an idiot who didn't know anything!"
Cavendish scrunched his brows together, feeling the full brunt of her words on his conscience. He bowed his head again, trying to show he really did feel guilty about his actions. "In truth….." He paused, but the impatient tapping of Nami's foot made him continue. "…..those girls terrify me."
Nami's foot stopped, and a laugh escaped her before she could clamp her mouth shut This made Cavendish look up with an embarrassed, yet hopeful smile. The laughter that was wracking through Nami and making her shoulders bounce in amusement. He could feel his cheeks pinken at her laughter from his confession, yet he didn't get angry because he liked hearing her laugh. He never knew she could laugh so innocently.
"Come on, it's not safe standing here in the dark." Cavendish said, holding his arm out to allow her to continue past him.
"What? You aren't going to fight someone off with the tree?" Nami teased, her laughter still shaking her shoulders. Cavendish made a show of holding the potted bottom of the plant in both hands, as if it were a baseball bat or sword he could easily swing towards a person. This made Nami laugh even more.
Cavendish stopped holding the tree awkwardly and gave a smile. "I really am sorry. I'm not good in situations where people are pressuring me. And the last thing I wanted was for those girls to turn on me with that horrible anger." He shivered visibly, thinking of them actually coming after him with that emotional anger they threw at people. "If anything I admire how you still stood your ground in front of them. I've always seen how strong you were, and the way you stand firm on your beliefs." He stopped, letting the words sink in. "I also know you're not stupid. I've seen how hard you work on your papers and projects. The teachers are unfair towards you. They seem to have a hatred towards you for no reason."
Nami glanced at him, feeling her chest squeeze at his confession. So someone really had noticed how much she worked on those projects. It made her feel good, but he was wrong about one thing. Their hatred towards her wasn't for no reason. "They hate me because of my previous…..affiliations." Cavendish looked over at her with a raised eyebrow of his own, questioning her to elaborate. She let out a deep breath, her shoulders slumping forward slightly. "I used to be part of a gang that…..that wasn't too nice to anyone. Most of the teachers here knew I used to be in the gang, and probably think I still am."
"A gang? But I thought you'd have to be dead to leave one?" Cavendish asked, recalling his previous knowledge on things he's learned about the gang life.
Nami nodded, making him feel a bit scared himself. "Normally yes. And that probably would have been the only way out if it weren't for Luffy." The surprise on his face wasn't masked at all, and his eyes were wide in disbelief and shock. Nami nodded her head, telling him she wasn't lying. "Luffy was stupid enough to try and save me from the gang because I no longer wanted to be in there. He said that he was taking me to be in his gang." Nami laughed, remembering his crazy explanation. "He fought against the leader of the gang, Aarlong, and actually one. And in the process, he won me my freedom."
"That's why you're always with him?" Cavendish asked, feeling a little relieved that it wasn't because she had feelings for him.
Nami nodded, then stopped and shrugged. "I mean, it's not only because he saved me. Luffy's a great guy who has become a valuable friend to me. He may have only been joking when he said I was part of his gang, but it kind of turned out that way. I mean, look at our little group of friends? Most of us have bad reps in some way or another." She let out a shaky laugh, knowing how people viewed them.
"I don't see any of you as bad people." Cavendish piped up, trying to relieve her of some of her repressed feelings. "Besides, Bartholomew idolizes Luffy and how he is with people."
Nami chuckled more. "Well, he sure fits the part of delinquent looking. He'd fit right in. I don't know why anyone would willingly dress themselves as a delinquent."
Cavendish smirked and let out a laugh of his own. "Well, it's more because we are delinquents ourselves." This made Nami freeze and stare wide eyed at him, before she scrunched her eyes up and looked at him as if he were joking. "No, really. Bartholomew and I grew up together. We moved here because the last place we lived in we were…well not the best people." Nami waited as she walked next to him, her eyes now on him in curiosity. "No one here knows, probably because Bartholomew is so strict on keeping it a secret. But I have something very similar to a split personality. Back then I had less control over it and that other side of me was…cruel." He stopped, another shiver running down his back at the mention of the other him he dreaded so much. "That side of me had no sympathy, no morality, nothing. All he wanted was to…to kill people."
Nami let out a small hum, not really affected by his confession. Of course she didn't expect it, but everyone has a secret or two that they hide. And everything he was saying made sense after all. The way Bartholomew acts; how he idolizes Luffy and his delinquent status; the way Bartholomew is so protective over Cavendish and their past. It all made sense. "But…you learned to control him, right?"
"Yeah. Occasionally he slips through, but it's not a problem anymore like it used to be." Cavendish agreed, putting her at ease.
Nami stopped, making Cavendish himself stop and look at her with guilt. She gave a reassuring smile and pointed towards the door to the small apartment building they were next to. "We made it. This is home." She told him, setting him at ease.
"Well….then um…..see you tomorrow?" Cavendish asked, not sure what to do now that they made it. Nami gave a smile and a nod, making her way to the door and pulling out the keys she pocketed at the greenery.
Since that night, Nami and Cavendish didn't have problems with one another anymore. Of course that memory still hurt Nami, but she could see his point of view. Instead they had a better relationship with one another where they actually spoke, a LOT, and met up frequently. Bartholomew and Cavendish joined their little group at lunch and chatted; Cavendish still came to the greenery every day, updating Nami on the status of the tangerine tree. A few times she even came over to his house to look at it. She was shocked to see that it was really flourishing at his house and he had done really well on caring for it.
The girls who used to follow the blonde around had dwindled down, not daring to come near him when the "delinquent" group was around him. And it made Nami feel great to see them standing around glaring at her when she was partnered with him. She basically got him to herself because of all this.
"Here, it's easier if you get your hair out of the way." Nami said at one point, realizing he kept brushing his hair out of the way. She stood behind him and pulled his hair back gently, gathering it up before tying a hair tie around it loosely. He felt back at her work, before turning to look at her and flashing one of his bright smiles. Nami couldn't ignore the jump in her heart whenever he flashed those at her. He was growing on her quickly, and it worried her a bit honestly. But the more she got to know him, and actually see the real him; not the one who was always worshipped by girls, she was falling for him more and more.
Nami wasn't alone in this way of thinking though. Cavendish's admiration towards Nami was growing more and more into something else. At first he just admired her strength and her tenacity; but as Cavendish grew closer to Nami and watched her more, he realized she had a sense of humor, and her smile and laugh were bright and airy. Her personality was fiery like her hair, and yet she cared about those around her with the same passion. He hardly noticed the other girls that tried to gain his attention, because the moment Nami was near, his eyes were locked on her and didn't seem to want to leave. His heart thumped harshly in his chest, an aching pain that made him want to wrap her in his arms. But for now he was controlling himself; he wasn't sure if she still fully forgave him for that day. But with every day that passed in these weeks, the more the urge to hold her became stronger.
Same as every night, as Nami was locking up Cavendish was standing there, waiting to walk her home. He had made it his duty to see her home safely after work. Even if he was exhausted or had something else he could have done, he walked her home like a gentleman. His hair was up in the pony tail that Nami put up pretty often now; it seemed to have grown on him since his hair was out of his face because of it. Their conversations were usually random rambling about what had happened, or stuff they had done before in their lives. But tonight was quieter than normal, both of them feeling the sexual tension that was between them.
Nami paused as she unlocked the door leading to her apartment. "Cavendish?" The blonde stopped, turning to look at her with questioning eyes. "Do you want…..to come inside to eat? We can watch a movie while we're at it." She was taking a big leap in this, but she couldn't just push all the tension inside of her away again. Cavendish stood there frozen for a bit, before giving a small nod. It wasn't anything fancy or big for dinner, but it was filling. Nami and Cavendish sat down on the small couch Nami had as she put in a movie. And when they were done she simply picked the dishes up and put them in a dishwasher before coming back. It wasn't quite how she expected things to go, but even as they laughed with one another and enjoyed the movie, it felt like that tension grew into a ball inside her gut.
Nami nearly laughed when Cavendish played the old trick of yawning and then stretching his arms out with it so he could put it behind her. She tucked her legs up in front of her, turning them to the side so she was leaning against Cavendish. Her head tucked nicely into his shoulder, the spot on his side just broad enough for her to nestle into him. Cavendish tensed when she curled into him, but then he relaxed and pulled the arm down around her shoulder and waist. His thumb rubbed aimlessly up and down her side, burning her skin at his touch. She felt something soft brush the top of her head on her hair. She looked up, feeling his chin brush her forehead before he pulled back completely. They stared at one another, seeing the fiery passion in either of their eyes. No words needed to be said to know what the other was thinking. The air was hot and thick between them as the continued to stare.
Slowly Cavendish dipped his head down towards her, his other hand coming up to slid itself behind her head, curling her hair between his fingers. His lips pressed against hers softly and slowly, testing the waters. But Nami wasn't in the mood for soft and slow; she decided to push into his kiss, their soft lips burning at the pressure pressed between them. Cavendish squeezed her side, making Nami gasp in surprise and giving the blonde enough time to slip his tongue in. Nami choked in shock at the sudden muscle in her mouth. Cavendish pushed into Nami, pushing her backwards against his hand that was behind her back. But she continued back, leaning backwards until her back hit the seat of the couch. Her head was being cupped by Cavendish's hand, while the other hand moved to the edge of her shirt, tugging it up just enough that he could run his fingers into the dip of her back.
A shiver crawled up her spin from where he touch, and hot magma climbed up with it. Nami gripped his shirt tightly in her hands, pulling him closer by the front of his shirt over his stomach. She didn't want there to be any air between them, but at the same time she wanted his shirt off. She needed to feel skin; her skin against his. Her hands heaved upward, tugging the shirt towards her so she could work on the buttons. He let her go momentarily and helped with the buttons, shrugging it off so it could slip towards the floor. Quickly Cavendish lifted Nami's shirt up her body, feeling another garment underneath about halfway up. He slipped his fingers underneath it as well, sliding it upward more and more until it was up to her neck on her back.
Nami pulled back and took a deep breath in, letting her momentary time for air be the same moment she slipped the shirt from behind her. Carefully she held it to her chest, cheeks flaring red. Her mind hadn't thought far enough that she'd have to be exposed as well for them to press skin to skin. Cavendish's eyes traveled over her, mind wondering what was so embarrassing about seeing a bra. But as he recalled traveling up her back and then looking at her shoulders, he realized he didn't feeling the bra at all.
"No bra?" He whispered in a hushed breath, chest heaving as he looked down at Nami. Her face was bright red, and she squeezed the shirt closer to her chest.
"I was wearing a camisole." She whispered, barely audible.
"You don't need to be embarrassed." Cavendish said, reaching towards her shirt gently.
Nami gulped, but loosened her grasp on the shirt, letting him slid it from her arms and off her chest. He didn't take his eyes away from her, and smiled reassuringly while he dropped the clothing to the floor. His hand carefully came out and touched the taut, perky tip of her soft mounds. A soft gasp/moan flew out of Nami's mouth from the electricity that rocketed through her chest by the mere touch. Her back arched lightly, trying to push his hands more onto her mounds so she could feel more herself. He cupped one of her breasts, pushing his thumb on her nipple and moving it around in circles. He rolled her breast under his hand like it might form something under it if he moved it around enough.
"Ah~ More…." Nami gasped, hands splaying over his back, running up and down the tight muscles that moved under her nimble fingers. Her head leaned back onto the couch, baring her neck towards him and the sweet scent of flora on her.
Cavendish dipped his head down to her neck, running his nose along her muscle and smelling the natural floral scent that seemed to be deep in her skin. It was so tempting he couldn't stop himself from taking a bite out of her skin. His teeth nipped the skin, making her jolt in surprise, and he may have possibly bitten too hard because a slight copper taste exploded in his mouth; but then Nami's throat vibrated in a low moan and her hands moved up his back to the back of his shoulders and finally to his neck, where she grasped him tightly. Her nimble fingers fidgeted with the ponytail she so carefully did up earlier, and tugged it loose letting his hair fall down over his shoulder and giving her opportunity to run her fingers into the silky locks. She ran her hands through until the curls were all pulled apart, and it left a thicker bunch of waving locks that gave him more of a wild look than regal.
He let his teeth go from her skin, sucking on the bite to stop any extra blood from spilling out, and when he pulled away there was a reddish, purple mark on her neck. Cavendish smirked in pride at the sight of her head turned to the side and a mark baring on her neck so obviously, and it was from him. He didn't get long to revel in it though, before Nami's hands were pulling him back down to her and he kissed her lips briefly. He traveled down the other side of her throat, tasting sweet, tanginess off her skin, and finally made it to her free breast. He placed a small butterfly kiss in the dip between the two mounds, and nipped the inside of the free one, teasing it before he encircled the tip with his mouth. His mouth suckled on her breast, his tongue feeling around the soft skin and his other hand began molding the other to keep up the pleasure. He could feel his own sex throbbing at just tasting her like he was, and it only had him craving a more sweeter place.
He had one free hand that glided over her stomach and down to her pants, undoing them carefully, but quickly and then sliding his hand underneath the fabric. He slid his hand around her hips to her rear, where he helped her list her butt so he could slid the pants down from her. He reached as far as he could with his hand pushing the pants down before using his legs and feet to completely discard them. He didn't even give Nami a chance to realize she lost another piece of fabric before his hand was gliding under her panties and over her sex. A finger dipped between her folds, feeling the wetness that seemed to already soak her. Moving his finger up and down the folds was making Nami arch into his mouth and loud gasps and moans fly out of her mouth. She was much more sensitive than the other girls he had been with. Then it hit him. He stopped, and lifted his finger up, leaving his hand under her panties though.
"Nami," He broke through the foggy pleasured haze, leaving her breast to the colder air. He looked down at her with questioning eyes. "Are….you a virgin?"
Nami looked at him in a daze, the words slowly sinking into her mind through the pleasure that seemed to want to throw her far away to an unmentionable place. But when it finally hit her what he asked she grew bright red and gave a worried look. "Is that…..something bad?"
Now it was Cavendish's turn to be taken aback. Did he make it sound that way? He shook his head, a smile of pride enveloping his features. "No! It's not bad!" He stopped and leaned his head down, putting his forehead against hers. "If anything I'm so very happy I'm the one taking your first!" This made her blush harder. "But now I'll have to really show you what pleasure is like."
Nami opened her mouth to ask him what he meant, but he had already begun kissing down her body, tongue momentarily dipping into her belly button and making her squirm. His finger had left her folds and instead hooked onto her last remaining fabric and was gently tugging it down. His other hand held as he cupped a rear cheek and slid down. Before the panties were even kicked off he was nestling himself down lower, using his hands to spread her legs and give him an opening to her most sacred place.
"Ah, Cavendish wait!" Nami gasped, face redder than he'd ever seen it before. Her hands quickly moved down to block his view of her wet sex, making him frown at her futile attempt at modesty.
"I'm not waiting anymore." He told her; voice now a deep rumble that was very close to a growl. A shiver washed through Nami with heat that seemed to only make her wetter.
His hands grabbed her own, pulling them away so he could see her once more. He licked his lips sensually before leaning in. A feeble "Cav…!" escaped Nami before his tongue was flicking along her folds, following the trail his finger was gliding up and down before. It moved so slowly up and down, Nami felt like she was losing her mind. He flicked at the very top where a small bud was throbbing under his touch. He left the bud just as Nami was bucking her hips, not giving her the release quite yet. Her hands wriggled under his hold on her wrists, wanting to be let go. He abided in that and instantly her hands were weaving into his hair, gripping his head as he delved a tongue inside her entrance. Her walls clamped around his tongue, clenching and releasing from the pure electrical, hot pleasure that was shooting through her. It was a heat she had never felt before.
Cavendish, with now another free hand, decided to put it to use. He pinched the sensitive bud between his fingers, and his other hand pushed down on her hips that tried to buck up into his mouth. The pleasure was becoming too much for her. She felt like her mind was going to explode at this point. Nami felt a sudden release of the tight ball in her core, and Cavendish made lewd suckling sound beneath her. When he finally pulled away from her sex you could see some of her juices dripping from his lips and chin. He smirked and ran a thumb over the escaping juices, before licking it off the finger.
"Oh god…." Nami moaned, finding that incredibly embarrassing, but at the same time incredibly hot. Her hands let go of his hair and quickly covered her red face, trying to hide her from his watchful eyes. She can't believe she just came into his mouth. And he actually ate it up as if it were a dessert! Nevermind, her mind wasn't going to explode, it was going to melt with the rest of her from embarrassment.
Cavendish slowly pulled her hands from her face, and smiled down towards her. His hands grasped hers on either side of her head, not giving her a chance to hide herself again. "Want a taste?"
Nami found the thought of it weird, and yet tempting. Cavendish didn't wait for an answer before dipping back down to her lips, taking in her soft skin and slipping his tongue inside. It was an odd taste Nami couldn't place, covering his tongue and lips like a lacquer. But it wasn't revolting like she thought, and oddly enough….it turned her on even more. She felt his hips grind into her still sensitive folds, making her gasp and jolt up into him. She pulled her legs up to either side of his hips, feeling how loose the pants were on him and making her smirk into him instead. Nimbly and quickly she used her feet to grip onto his pants and boxers beneath and push them over his hips. With help from her legs she inched it more and more off of him, giving a small jolt again when something hard pressed against her folds.
Cavendish kicked his pants off, feeling them at his ankles now at the end of the couch. He pulled away and quirked an eyebrow at Nami. "You're a little too good at that." He teased, listening to her giggle in return. It made him smile from ear to ear to hear her laugh for him, and his blue eyes shined in delight. His hand grazed down her side and then pressed on her hips, sliding along her thigh and gripping just above her knee. He held her leg to his hips, moving himself up to her more and then pressing against her with his own sex. "Are you okay with continuing? If not, now is the time when I still have some self control."
Nami felt flattered that he was worried about her, but in truth she wasn't scared at all and had no worries. She reached up with a big smile on her face, and cupped his face between her soft palms. She pulled him down and placed a kiss over either eye, the tip of his nose, and finally a quick kiss to his mouth. "Show me what pleasure is." She repeated back his teasing from before, making his ears tint red, but the smile only grew wider on his face.
Cavendish carefully angled himself at her entrance, pushing into her slowly. When she showed no signs of pain, he slipped into her more, until finally with one big push, he was sheathed inside of her completely. Cavendish looked down at Nami who held an almost uncomfortable look on her face. "Are you okay?"
Nami opened her eyes and looked up at him, her brows knitted together. She gave a smile, and relaxed her face. "It….doesn't hurt….but it's a bit uncomfortable. Almost like you're a bit too big." She didn't know how else to explain it. She gasped as Cavendish felt his body flare up in heat from the unintentional pride stroking she just gave. His member throbbed inside of her, making a bolt of electricity shoot through her. "You…." She let the breath out, feeling herself barely able to breathe now. "You need to move. Now."
Cavendish was more than happy to comply, and soon his hips were rocking steadily against her, thrusting in and out of her, with his groin grinding into that sensitive bud at the top of her folds. Nami felt her hips rocking with him, her body automatically knowing what it wanted. The couch creaked and groaned beneath them, and her moans twisted in with the sounds. Thankfully they still had the movie on, drowning out some of the sounds from the neighbors who might be catching sounds through the walls. Nami threw her arms around Cavendish's shoulders, feeling the muscles and bones flex and move with every thrust, his arms holding himself up over her carefully as to not crush her. She dug her fingers into the back of his shoulders, nails cutting into the skin and dragging down his back in pure ecstacy.
"More!" She gasped, feeling him hit a spot that had her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
He sped up his thrusts, knocking her body back and forth with the force and speed of each one. That tight ball was forming once more within her gut, gripping her insides more and more with every thrust, and whenever he hit that spot within her, she felt like she was going to sudden snap that ball inside of her. Cavendish hit that spot repeatedly, feeling her muscles clamp around him every time he did, and he felt his own climax coming soon with her insides much tighter than normal sex.
"Hold on, a little…more!" Cavendish told her, speeding up his thrusts.
He didn't even know if Nami could hear him she was moaning so loud and was lost in the pleasure that was circulating and burning inside of her. Her face was ecstatic and her skin was flushed, it was like a dream for him to see her like this. Her hair was wild around her face, knocked around from their sudden movements. Cavendish let out his own guttural groan as he felt himself nearing the end. He thrusted a few more times, hitting that sweet spot within her, and just as he pushed in one last time, she clamped around his member tighter than before.
"AAAAAGGGHNNNN!" The gasp turned into a deep moan as she arched her back into him and dug her nails into his skin harder. "Cavendish~" Her voice was sweet, and seemed to caress him with how pleasured it was.
"Nami, that was, amazing." He whispered, never knowing pleasure could feel so great.
Carefully he pulled out of her, turning them to the side so his back was to the television, and he held her close to his body. He kissed the top of her head as she nestled into his chest, and he breathed her in, the same sweet floral scent snaking up into his nose.
Nami felt like she was floating as the climax ricocheted through her. When she finally could peek her eyes open she was snuggling against his chest. Sweat coated his skin lightly, and his body was a lot more toned than she had thought. She tilted her head back, wanting to look at him again since she was somewhere else during their moment. Her heart skipped a beat and her skin grew blisteringly hot at the sight of him. His hair, now wild, was giving him an edgy look as it stuck around his face, some parts wet and sticky from the sweat. His cheeks were lightly flushed and his eyes that were staring down at her were dark and filled with a fire. Had she made him look this way? Oh hell, there was no way she was getting away now.
"How do you feel?" Cavendish whispered, fingers brushing through her hair.
"Tired," She giggled, laying her head on the arm that was beneath her. He gave a small chuckle of his own and wrapped his arm around her head briefly to place a kiss on her head before letting go again. "At least now I can really give those girls a reason to hate me." She teased his little fan group that seemed to fawn over him, and the imagination Cavendish had in his head of what they would look like if they came to know made him chuckle as well.
"Okay, that would be pretty amusing. But lets hold off on telling people." He told her. He felt her stiffen in his hold and she looked back up at him, eyes filled with worry and sadness. "Not because I don't want people to know." He kissed her forehead and then her lips. He pulled back, looking into her eyes seriously. "I want to make sure you won't get into fights with those girls first….that and…." He stopped, and Nami only got more worried, but the teasing smile on his face only made her wary of what was to come. "Imagine what would happen when Bartholomew finds out."
Nami now realized his worry. His punk styled friend would be crying ecstatically as he chased them around. And he'd probably be hovering around Nami keeping the rivals away. It made her exhausted just thinking about it. There's no telling how far his admiration would go when he found out how close Cavendish and her were.
"You see my point now." Cavendish said with another laugh, reading it on her face she knew exactly what he meant.
"Yeah…..let's hold off on public announcements…." Nami sighed, feeling her head throbbing at the thought of Luffy and the others finding out as well. "God, we run with some troublesome people."
"Yeah, but I don't think either of us would change them." Cavendish said. And Nami couldn't agree more with him. They were family to them.
"Thank god tomorrow is a weekend. I'm not sure I could deal with school." The soreness was now sinking into Nami from her first go at sex, and this only made a deep laugh come out of Cavendish.
"Great! I could get you used to all of it then." He teased, kissing her forehead again. He couldn't get enough of kissing her now that he could. But the look of astonishment on her face made him crack up more. "No more tonight. That'd be pushing your small body to far."
Nami punched him feebly in the chest, but smiled nonetheless. She snuggled back into his chest, listening to his laughter and his racing heart that still hadn't calmed down, and probably never would with her around. She could only hope they could stay like that forever.