Prompt: Sacrifice

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Chained and spread out, Nami cursed at the priests and priestesses. They just HAD to land on some island with ruined bits of statue, and she just HAD to go looking and end up like this. Sanji had been overpowered trying to protect her, and the poor guy was knocked out in the prison leaving her to be trussed up and presented as a sex offering to a god.

Luffy too was similarly bound up. These natives who claimed that they were the best thing made Nami's blood boil.

What was worse was the blasted aphrodisiac that was present in the wine they'd forced her to drink. Luffy himself couldn't help either, because he had been tossed into sea water. These men were brutal, savage, and stark, and Nami was about to get ravished and assaulted by their 'god'.

The barest cloth fluttered around her spread legs. That damn idol had enough places for people of either sex to be chained up, and Luffy was finding himself groggy and half asleep. Nami hissed at him to wake up but he didn't move. Panting deeply, she felt herself burning with desire, no screaming. Her heart pounded a mile a minute, her breasts heaving up and down in the mesh fabric.

"We offer this man and this woman to the being of almighty fire!" chanted the chief priest. Nami cursed seeing the lord and lady advance on herself and the straw hat. She spat as the assaulter moved to just in front of her, and grabbed at her cheek.

"Let the ritual begin," droned on the chief priest. Nami was never so glad to see some of the men suddenly turning to stone as a heart shaped beam hit them.

"How DARE you try and sacrifice my love to your gods!" shouted a haughty voice. Boa Hancock, the Amazon Lilly empress herself and a few of her kuja warriors had moved down the jungle. Nami gasped in relief. However the female warriors were already massing around them. She heard something that sounded like Usopp firing his weapon, and then the male in front of her snickered.

"You can't stop the ceremony. If the two sacrifices don't mate they will be consumed by the god," laughed the priestess.

"Explain!" Hancock demanded.

"A little help over here…." Nami cried out. Before the assaulter could spread her legs and do his worst, blood splattered on him from a blade slicing through. A figure in bandanna and dead grim gaze had sliced him down.

"I don't believe in any gods, just fate. And yours is at my hand," Zoro said with a smirk at the man he'd killed.

"WHAT THE HELL TOOK YOU SO LONG?" Nami yelled.

Hancock was in the process of almost choking the chief priestess when her attendant said something. Zoro raised his sword to cut Nami loose, but they heard Robin call out, "WAIT!"

It was robin who had alerted the Kuja here. "If you cut them down they will die…"

"The love love drug, that induces the love sickness," muttered Hancock. Anger filled her and she promptly snapped the neck of the chief priestess.

"What the hell does THAT mean?" Zoro asked.

"It means that they're primed," Hancock said in disgust as she moved over to where Luffy was hanging, cupping his cheek.

"Primed?" Zoro asked, bending close to Nami as he stepped up on the platform and didn't even think why there was a bench that allowed him to sit in front of her with her legs spread like that.

"Apart from those shackles being seastone, and being charged with haki, the immediate need is dealing with the drug before it burns through them and they die," Hancock explained. "It mimics the love love sickness that drives my people to mate. It was thought that the Androm tribe had cursed us of Amazon lilly…"

"it means that you have to have sex," Robin said amused as Zoro scowled. Nami rolled her eyes and closed them, shaking her head in embarrassment.

"While we figure out how to cut the chains," Usopp put in, blushing deeply. "Franky and me are working on it. Promise."

"You mean I can't just cut her down?" Zoro asked, looking at the chains. He saw Nami was panting and her eyes dilated.

"Zoro.. please…" she panted.

"I can't just do this," Zoro muttered shaking his head.

"You have my consent I won't kill you," Nami said frowning. "And it's to help a Nakima."

Zoro nodded slowly and murmured, "With any luck I can cut you down before we have to fully go through with it. I'll start with the chain on your neck and the vines…"

He sheathed one of his swords and then moved into positon just like he saw Boa moving towards Luffy on the altar. Feeling irritated, he caressed Nami's cheek with his bare hand, and bent close, so his blade lay right by Nami's cheek.

"Maybe if you just get me off," Nami panted, seeing the conflict in Zoro's eyes. He nodded slowly, and slid one hand along her leg while he looped his arm around her body so he could cut the two chains pinning up her arms. Both her breasts were pressed to his chest, which was bare because of the shirt he was wearing, and he had sandals on instead of his usual boots. His earrings tinkled a bit against her cheek as he bent his head to start cutting at the chains. Nami whimpered a bit feeling his fingers tickling and thrusting into her.

"Relax," Zoro whispered. She felt his fingers curl up with practiced ease at the same time she heard the scrape of his metal on metal. Both his hips were bracketed by her legs drawn up to that stupid position, and she had to admit it was the most awkward situation. First to fall away was the collar around her neck. Zoro's breath on her body from his mouth clenched around the sword was driving her insane.

"I need more," Nami gasped, wriggling into him deven though his fingers were proving effective.

"It isn't right. You drugged and all," Zoro protested. "Not when I…"

"Not when you what?"Nami asked smugly.

"Shit," Zoro grumbled. "Not when I wouldn't mind doing this to you without all this god crap."

Whimpering, Nami leaned her head against his, where he cautioned her to be careful because he was working on the chains around her wrists. Haki charged and soon one of the chains fell free at the precise moment Zoro wrung the first orgasm from her and she curled her arm around his neck.

Nami felt him take the first sword out of his mouth and transfer it back to its sheath. "You ok?" he asked her, cheek resting against hers. She nodded, whimpering a bit.

"Still burning up…. Need…" she panted. Zoro frowned, realizing he needed to cut the chains binding her legs at that awkward angle. Her other arm dropped and landed so she could loop her arms around his neck and cling to him.

"Just rub yourself against me Nami. I'm not going to take advantage of you," Zoro promised, moving one of his legs between hers while he moved his mouth down and started to nuzzle between her breasts. She let out a mewing sound, running her hands over his neck muscles and kneading them. His knee pressed against her center, giving her temporary relief. She lifted her hips, bucking against that leg that she'd grabbed many times in the past that had saved her. Humping his thigh felt primal and derogatory, but she wanted far more.

"Fuck Zoro…" she got out.

"Done," Zoro said with a triumphant smirk, pulling her into a hug as she whimpered and straddled his leg desperately.

"Oh shit, oh shit," she sniffled.

Sheathing his swords he whispered, "Wrap yourself around me witch…"

She obliged, as he lifted her legs and carried her over into a patch of jungle. There was no way in hell he'd anomalistically mount her on the altar like Hancock seemed to be doing to Luffy, who wasn't as badly affected thanks to his devil fruit nature.

"Chopper! Get your ass over here!" shouted Zoro, sitting down and putting Nami on his lap. He took off his shirt and insisted Nami put it on over the outfit that was barely there.

The little doctor came quickly to the rescue, and tossed a vial to Zoro. "I've got the cure!"

"Thank you," Hancock said with a smirk. Luffy smiled in relief as she caught it, and tipped it into his mouth. She wasn't going to give the others a show either, or take Luffy against his will. All the stone statues and the kuja fighting off the others with Robin's help was enough to take care of that problem.

Luffy groaned weakly as Hancock picked him up and carried him off the altar. "You smell nice, Hammock. Wanna kiss you."

Zoro injected Nami with the medicine, and Chopper examined her vitals. "She's going to be okay."

"So much for a sex drug," Zoro smirked. Nami however grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss.

He pulled out of it, spluttering, "the hell! I thought…"

"I don't need some damn love drug to kiss you," she muttered. "That smirk was pissing me off."

"Well you were humping my leg like a dog in heat," Zoro snapped at her, seeking refuge in arguing.

"How long does the antidote take to take effect?" Hancock asked.

"A few minutes at the most…" said Chopper as he backed away. Zoro moved Nami off his lap and stood up, a bit stiffly. She took the hand he offered her, realizing he was having a similar predicament.

Almost immediately she stumbled into him. "Whoops!"

"You are not making it easy," Zoro complained. Sighing he picked her up bridal style.

Blushing Nami clung to him one moment, smacked him the next. "What are you doing?"

"You're just going to bribe me to carry you so I thought I'd spare you coaxing me in a scheme witch," Zoro answered warily. Wearing his shirt she felt a bit more self conscious then she would naked. Catching the eyes of Robin he sighed.

"There is a nice quiet area over there..." She began.

"Shut up," Zoro snapped.

"Where's Luffy?" Asked Nami, smacking Zoro in the back of the head again.

"Taking care of unfinished business," teased Robin. "Franky is off looking for Sanji kun..."

"Ahem, let's go," Zoro quickly grunted, carrying Nami over in the way Robin indicated.

Seeing a small hut the swordsman carried her inside and set her on the cot. He closed and locked the door and then took off his swords before he leaned them against the wall. Nami scooted up on the bed as if expecting him to sit on it. Which he did.

"Well... Here we are..." he began, looking warily at her.

"Yeah. No shit. So.. Um... You want help with that?" Nami asked, nodding to the bump in Zoro's pants. Cursing Zoro breathed deeply trying to get himself under control.

"Depends," Zoro said quietly, as if waiting.

Rolling her eyes Nami scooted over and kissed him on the lips. He neither stopped not encouraged her. "So..."

"So?" He answered pulling off the bandanna and tying it around his arm. Nami slid her hand up and down his scar, poking her tongue out. Zoro watched her, with a look of amusement showing that he relaxed.

Zoro picked up her other hand and wrapped it around his neck, then pinned her down, parting her knees with his. The challenging smirk on his face told her that he was ready to play. He must have seen her welcome and willing smile. "You want to see how far down it goes..."