Chapter 3
A few days after Yume's call with Shanks, she had finally accepted Luffy's offer to join the crew. She also told Sanji that she was interested in both of the other two ladies on the ship. So far, Sanji had been doing a great job at keeping one of the ladies occupied while Yume spent her time with the other.
It's because of the cook's efforts that she is currently out on the grass on deck with Robin without any interruptions from Nami. Yume smiles as Robin's fingers gently run through her hair while her head rests on the archaeologist's lap.
As she continues to lazily watch the clouds above her, she hears the cook swoon as he makes his way over to them, "Yume-Chan~! I'm so happy that you're joining the crew~!"
"Thank you Sanji," The assassin offers a sweet smile before moving to sit on the grass in between Robin's legs.
The cook blushes faintly at seeing the archaeologist wrap her arms around Yume's waist gently, "Uh... would you lovely ladies like anything to drink? A nice refreshing fruit juice perhaps?"
"Yes please, Sanji-San."
"I'd love something to drink," Yume smiles sweetly at the blonde and giggles as he swoons more before disappearing into the kitchen.
While the cook gets to work on the ladies drinks, making sure all the little details are perfect, Robin takes the opportunity to kiss the assassin passionately on the lips. Yume complies straight away, only gently breaking the kiss when Sanji comes back with their drinks. They both thank the cook, watching him swoon on his way back to the kitchen, and share a knowing look when they notice Zoro following Sanji in through the door.
"Marimo," The cook acknowledges as he starts cleaning up the dishes that were left from lunch, "If you want sake you can wait until dinner."
The swordsman comes up behind Sanji and wraps his arms around the blonde's waist, speaking huskily into his ear, "It's not sake I want this time, Cook."
As Zoro's hands slide up the blonde's shirt, Sanji breaks free from his grip and turns around, "Shitty swordsman, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" The swordsman smirks as he gently pulls Sanji closer, "You didn't meet me at the crow's nest the other night. I waited," As Zoro presses their lips together, the blonde pulls away once more, "I meant. Why didn't you lock the door?"
The cook swears he can see the swordsman's cheeks turn slightly pink at the question before grunting and going to lock the door. The blonde smirks as the swordsman makes his way back over to him and pulls him into another kiss. He wraps his arms around Zoro's neck as the green-haired man slides his tongue into the blonde's mouth.
Sanji moans into the kiss as Zoro softly squeezes his ass and allows the other to press him up against the kitchen counter. Slightly rough, but warm hands work their way under his shirt, and the cook bites his lip as the swordsman breaks the kiss and unwinds his red sash before sliding off his coat and haramaki.
"Really, marimo? No underwear?"
Zoro smirks as he stands in front of the blonde, completely naked, "What? It's bothersome."
Sanji scoffs and makes his way over to the swordsman, the other man's remaining eye following his every move intriguingly as he passes Zoro and pulls out of one of the chairs at the dining table, turning it around, "Sit down," The cook commands impassively.
Zoro stays still for a moment, sharing eye contact with Sanji, then goes to sit down as the blonde smirks at him.
As soon as he sits on the chair, the cook spreads the swordsman's legs wider and nestles between them, kneeling on the floor.
"Oi, Cook? What are you-?"
The uncompleted words on the tip of Zoro's tongue dissolve as he lets out a low grunt when he watches the blonde take the tip of his length into his mouth and sucks on it softly.
As the cook slowly takes more of Zoro into his mouth, he looks up at the swordsman and intently watches his expression. He tries to drag out more sounds from the stoic man as much as possible, swirling his tongue in the process.
Zoro bites his lip as the warm mouth of the blonde's takes him in fully, and concentrates on keeping as quiet as possible so that they don't get caught by another crew member. His attempts are proven futile as he releases an erotic moan and leans his head back slowly; enjoying the treatment he's currently getting from the cook.
As Sanji keeps pleasuring the swordsman, he relishes in hearing the erotic moans and grunts that slip past Zoro's lips. The blonde slowly pulls back to the tip and sucks softly on it once more as he leisurely pumps Zoro at the base, not breaking eye contact.
After a few more pumps, the swordsman releases into the cook's mouth and pants softly as he watches the other swallow. Sanji smirks as he pulls away, allowing Zoro to yank him onto his lap and harshly press their lips together, biting and sucking on his lower lip until he gives in and opens his mouth for the swordsman.
"Can you not fuck in the kitchen? We eat here."
The navigator's words can be heard through the - thankfully, still locked - kitchen door, and Sanji quickly recoils away from Zoro as if he's been burned.
The swordsman growls as he puts his clothes back on, "What we do in our own time is none of your business, witch!"
"Oi! Don't call Nami-San a witch!" The cook berates with his back to Zoro as he continues with the dishes he started on earlier, acting as if what just happened between the two of them didn't occur.
"It is my business if you're doing that stuff in the kitchen!" Nami replies as she turns away from the door and frowns as her gaze lands on the archaeologist with Yume on the deck. Folding her arms over her chest, the navigator goes over to them, "Robin. We need to talk, in private."
"Is it important?"
"Very," She replies, and walks to the girls' room, knowing that the archaeologist would follow her. As the door closes behind Robin, the navigator faces her with a glare, "Stay away from Yume."
Nami watches as the other women sits down on the edge of the bed and crosses her legs, "I'm afraid I can't do that Nami-San," She says with a small smirk.
"You will. And Yume will be with me."
Robin chuckles quietly and gets up, walking to the door and whispers into Nami's ear on her way out, "I think you'll find, Nami-San~, that Yume will be mine."
Nami frowns and clenches her fists as she pushes past Robin, making her way to the library. Watching the navigator go, the archaeologist smirks to herself and goes back to join Yume on deck.
As Robin sits back down, the assassin instantly resumes her previous position and lays her head on the archaeologist's lap.
"Back already, Robin-Chan~?"
"Of course, Yume-San," Robin smiles and gently caresses Yume's cheek.
A few peaceful moments pass, as they quietly and comfortably share each other's company, before Yume sighs softly, "We're almost at Dressrosa...I really don't want to go back."
"You don't have too."
"Yes I do..." The assassin explains, "He's waiting for me...and I'm going to get punished for not doing what he said."
"We can protect you from him, Yume," Robin replies as she leans down and softly presses her lips to the assassin's.
Yume shuts her eyes and melts a little into the kiss, parting her lips slowly as Robin gently cups her cheeks and slowly slides her tongue into the assassin's mouth. Yume slowly sits up, deepening the kiss as she rests her hand on the other woman's thigh.
Robin gently breaks the kiss then whispers into Yume's ear, "want to go somewhere more private~?"
The assassin blushes brightly and nods, letting Robin lead her to the girls' room. Once they are inside, the archaeologist locks the door then proceeds to sit on the bed. The assassin blushes lightly as she makes her way over, stopping a few steps in front of Robin.
First she takes off her black heels, before slowly taking off her purple tank top. Biting her lip, Yume senses Robin's gaze as she slides off her black mini skirt. The assassin steps out of the skirt - which was draped around her ankles on the floor - and lightly kicks it away then proceeds to slide her hands up her body.
Gently, she tilts her head back up and glances over to Robin, noticing the smirk on the other woman's lips. Yume matches that smirk and winks at the archaeologist as she sways her hips slightly and teasing as she makes her way the few steps closer to the bed.
Robin licks her lips in anticipation as the straps of Yume's bra slide down her shoulders and watches intensely as the assassin unhooks the back of the small fabric, letting it fall between them onto the floor.
The purple eyed assassin quickly discards her panties and lightly pushes the archaeologist back onto the bed before straddling her and softly placing kisses onto her neck. Her hands roam Robin's body as the other woman caresses Yume's hips. A small moan escapes her as the archaeologist softly squeezes her ass and she arches her back like a feline, craving more from the women below her.
Yume gently sits back up on the other's lap, and bites her lip as Robin unbuttons her white shirt. As soon as the shirt has gone Yume wastes no time in undressing the archaeologist herself, taking off Robin's bra, revealing her large breasts, followed by Robin's shorts and panties.
The assassin looks down at the other woman lustfully for a few seconds then kisses her passionately. She slides her tongue into Robin's mouth as she massages and lightly squeezes the archaeologist's breasts. Robin's fingers caress Yume's hips once again before sliding in between them and slowly rubbing Yume's clit.
The water devil fruit user moans into the kiss before gently breaking it to plant kisses down Robin's chest. Yume gasps softly in surprise when more fingers from the suddenly sprouted hands of the archaeologist slide inside her from both entrances, thrusting slow and hard inside her as her clit is rubbed rapidly.
The assassin pants softly and moans uncontrollably as Robin uses her devil fruit powers to pleasure her more, massaging her breasts at the same time, kissing her softly and slowly as the movements to Yume's lower half of her body increase in speed. "Hah~...Robin~ Ngh...Ah~" It's not long before the archaeologist has Yume releasing and the extra hands disappear all at once.
She smirks up at the still panting assassin and purrs, "Had enough~?"
"No. But It's my turn now~" Yume smirks back and leans down, softly pressing her lips to one of Robin's breasts, then softly sucks and bites on the nipple as she fondles the other with her hand. The small and quiet moans from the archaeologist are all that she needs to spur her on and with a lecherous grin, Yume slowly moves back on the bed, placing kisses down Robin's body.
Teasingly, her lips hover between Robin's legs before she places soft kisses on her thigh.
"Yume."
The demand from the archaeologist's lips is clear in the tone the assassin's name is spoken and Yume obeys instantly, softly sucking on Robin's clit and sliding her fingers into her, thrusting them slowly.
As the moans from the archaeologist get louder, Yume's fingers thrust into her rapidly as she sucks harder on her clit. Robin arches her back and grips the sheets as she releases, panting softly as the assassin licks up her cum while she comes down from her orgasm. The sounds of their quiet breathing, and the rustle of bed sheets are the last things they hear as they fall asleep on top of the bed, tangled up in each other.