Sanji was curious about what Nami had planned. It wasn't often that he got a text inviting him to hers with the words "I'm cooking tonight".
He adored her deeply, but her culinary skills were limited to simple foods.
As soon as he enters her flat she calls to him to her bedroom.
"Nami?" He almost laughs when he sees what she meant by "cooking". "What is this?"
She smiles smugly at his look, pulling her shoulders back, and uncrossing her legs. "Edible lingerie."
A shudder of pleasure runs through him as he approaches. "What flavor?"
"Come and find out."