hmfan: Sorry there was no chapter last week, my birthday was last Saturday. My poetry sucks these days. I'm sorry for that, too. I have villains and original and they'll leave soon if you don't like them. lol
Edit: I had a few formatting mistakes so I deleted the chapter and replaced it with something more acceptable.
Surprise Lust!
"That's not Nami," said the Straw Hat captain as he dug for "treasure" in his ear. While that thing that looked like Nami definitely gave him pleasant sensations, he had never felt so chilled. Whatever that was, it was dead behind the eyes and empty and not certainly Nami. This internal conflict of feelings confounded Luffy. Usually, his gut feeling matched his physical sensation, yet this time, the mismatch of emotions left him feeling unclean. He frowned and stared off into space even when his crew continuously questioned and yelled at him.
Honestly, they had difficulty trusting the captain's statement. After all, he didn't even seem like himself at that moment. His pensive frown didn't leave his face even after Franky yelled, "Then who is she?"
Instead of acknowledging him, Luffy turned his attention to the green abyss of the tropical forest behind him. The best way to get to her would be to sail the perimeter of the island. His usual passion for adventure came to a halt for now. Maybe the spiders of discomfort that crawled down his spine turned his stomach sick. He didn't want to go back through that forest. However, being Luffy, these thoughts didn't spell out in his internal dialogue. Instead of digging any deeper into his feelings, his mind rolled to his growling stomach. The vegetation he found on the island wasn't enough.
Sanji leaped to the aid of Nami's doppelganger. How could he believe Luffy? The impulsive scenes he put on within the last 48 hours at least mildly wore on Sanji's view of him. Even looking at her, the chef found it hard to trust his Luffy's laconic story. Her hair, her eyes, and even her breasts matched Nami's assets to a tee. However, on top of the typical passion he felt, something about her drew him in more than usual.
As Luffy walked towards the ship, he yawned, "I don't know. I know Nami, and that's not her."
"I'm not going to let her go," protested Sanji. Hearts in his eyes, he couldn't pull his glance away from the woman before him. Her body somehow seemed more appealing than usual. If this were actually Nami, she would have said something by now - part of him knew that, but he couldn't care less. This version seemed much more receptive to his attention. The cute and coy smile she flashed as he helped her up made him weak.
Luffy convinced most of the crew at that point. They knew Nami long enough to realize she would've probably retaliated against Luffy for being so abrasive with her. Caution quickly replaced relief as they looked at the Nami lookalike.
Looking over his shoulder, Luffy noted the risque scene of his chef lusting over Nami. He knew it wasn't Nami, but this still made him feel weird. The thing embraced Sanji into a kiss while looking towards him. Instantly, he shoved them back and away from each other. "Snap out of it!" he yelled. The heat in his chest and gut subsided quicker than he could recognize the sensation as anger.
The being's skin grayed into an iron-silver complexion. Her orange hair shriveled into black, straw strands as horns sprouted from the top of her head. Before the Straw Hat pirates, the demon's clothes faded into its skin revealing and reveals itself with rhyme after Robin recognizes her as such. "Out of the forest and onto the shore, approaching the man who likes to explore; I sought to entice, My powers have failed," said the entity.
"She's doing a spell!" shouted Brook as he hid behind Robin.
The only one not surprised, Luffy proceeded towards the ship. His steps slowed as his loud instincts jerked him back to another halt. "Where is she?"
"The incubus has her, your true love assailed," announced the demonic beauty.
Whipping his fist around, Luffy punched the being in the face. It could have been harder. It should have been harder, but his anger threw the quickest attack possible. Blood dripped from his knuckles and mixed with the sand below his sandals. His chest heaved, and he wanted to punch her again. He knew, however, that each second counted against him. Sanji jetted off into the forest, and Luffy needed to follow suit. Although he didn't know what an incubus did, he knew a threat when there was one. Looking back towards his crew, he nodded and then ran into the dark forest.
As the Straw Hat pirates disembarked onto the island to search for Nami, Robin lingered behind. The archaeologist narrowed her eyes as she studied the features of the mystical creature before her. "You're a Succubus," she noted, "I didn't know you still existed." If Nami was alone with an Incubus for this long, she needed help soon. The Succubus barely acknowledged her as she backed away from the shore and into the grassy portion of the island until she disappeared.
Nami struggled against the grasp of the Incubus. He pinned her against the tree behind her. Without her feet touching the ground, she could barely put up a fight. Initially, she thought this could be Luffy poisoned by something he ate. However, the longer she stared into his eyes, she saw less of Luffy and more of a void. Seeing nothing behind his eyes, knocked her off balance mentally for a moment. But then, the physical contact lost its meaning. His seduction tactics were no match to her actual fantasies. Without the pure-hearted nature of Luffy, she lacked the attraction to him.
At that moment, a devious plan entered her head - one that could get her hurt or killed. Slipping the strap of her bikini top down her shoulder with the bark of the tree, she smiled coyly. "Oh, Luffy, you know exactly what I like," she moaned. Nausea built up in her stomach. This didn't feel right, but if by any chance, she could get him to lower his guard, her words would be worth it in the end.
Sure enough, he lightened his grip as his heart eyes ogled her breasts. With a grin, he boasted, "Of course, my dear. Anything for you!" Now, he seemed like a demented version of Sanji.
The silver-tongued navigator smirked. She felt like the enchantress until her bikini strap fully slipped off. Breaking character for a brief moment, she jumped, reaching to pull it back up. The Incubus slid his frosty fingers down the sides of her bare waist. Maybe he didn't catch her blunder. Leaning forward, he touched his forehead to hers. He wouldn't kiss her, would her? That didn't seem to be the direction he wanted to take this with her. Nami resented the thought that he'd actually get any further with her before Luffy came to save her. But what if Luffy didn't come back? That never happened before! As his tongue slithered against her neck, she gulped. Someone had to come for her if she couldn't get a hold of this situation.
"Sorry to interrupt your love session," interjected the bitter voice from the dark grove ahead.
Pressing his forehead into Nami's cheek, the Incubus scowled, "What is it?"
"The boy is on his way to find this girl," the voice said.
Nami's ears perked up. She could relax now. "Luffy?" she cried. Immediately, she realized her blunder. The incubus assumed her ignorance, but now? What would happen now that she called for the man that was supposedly present?
Before the being could raise his guard, Nami bolted to the left. As she attempted to flee from the incubus, the arduous terrain of the forest had thick roots and tall grass hindered her. Catching her before she fell to the ground, a man with a straw hat grinned when she looked back at him. The navigator only thought for a brief second that he saved her. His appearance withered into a humanoid creature with steel blue-grey skin. The straw of his hat turned to a yellow, moss-like blue. His eyes, previously black, turned into an unsettling and enticing lemon yellow.
Once he pulled her up, the incubus slammed her to the tree she had lied against before. Replacing his grin, he gritted his teeth. "That boy is not a sexual being. The tricks I played aren't as complex as the tricks you played on yourself," he growled. "I, however, can fulfill your needs."
Nami had no response to his statements. Even though he only taunted her, she felt particularly vulgar and corrupt. Usually, the momentum of her tenacity carried her confidence, but doubt blatantly showed through her vulnerable frown. While she knew Luffy reached adulthood, she also knew he did not express interest in sex. His interest in love and romance - while pleasantly novel - could have resulted from a series misunderstandings. What if he never fulfilled her steadily growing desire? What if she corrupted something innate to Luffy's soul?
The voice calmly ordered, "You know what you need to do now." Just as icy as before, the incubus's hand pressed against Nami's neck. At first, the pressure ebbed, lacking conviction, and then, all at once he unleashed an unrelenting amount of pressure.
Everything spun. As her head felt lighter, her arms grew cold and numb. At any moment, she could fall out of consciousness. The shadowy depths of the forest grew darker as the sun that peeked through the canopy of leaves grew brighter. The voice from before came forward just as Nami's eyes closed. She only saw the blur of a feminine body before she passed out. A nearby twig cracked. The incubus and the succubus suddenly dashed away, dropping Nami's limp body to the ground.
Zoro dashed into the clearing where he previously heard people speaking. Surveying the area, he saw no one but their navigator's unanimated body lying on the forest floor. "Nami!" he shouted. Upon closer examination, her chest heaved and her skin felt warm to the touch. Postponing a sigh of relief, he kept his guard up even when he carefully lunged her body over his shoulder. That numbskull, Luffy, better have a good reason for leaving their navigator alone like this. Previously, he had jumped to Luffy's defense, for he witnessed Nami's cunning behavior on many occasions. However, perhaps, the situation was more complex. He had her now, so he could finally go back to taking his nap.
As he carried her towards the ship, she muttered, "Oh, Luffy," in her sleep several times. Initially, this received a neutral silence from Zoro, but as it progressed into her moaning, he lightly jostled her around to get her stop. Since that morning, he decided that he wanted little to do with what how the new couple decided to interact. These people were his Nakama - his family, and the thought of them doing sexual things together unsettled him. Hopefully, he didn't have to hear the moment they became intimate.
"Oi," he barked, "We're almost there." Before he managed to get lost in the center of the jungle, he stumbled upon Brook who guided him towards the shore.
Of course, the soul king made a few comments on how nice it'd be to hold her in the way that Zoro did. Regardless of how progressively uncomfortable the mossy headed swordsman became, Brook continued, "I hope Luffy-san pleases her in bed."
"Could you cut it out?!" exclaimed Zoro.
By the time the sun reached the western sky, the last Straw Hat boarded the ship. Slouched over the edge of the boat, Luffy yawned as he stared into the forest. Zoro informed him on Nami's condition when he found her. After a proper examination, Chopper alerted him that her health seemed fine, but the captain hesitated to enter the doctor's office. Instead, he pondered over lunch. What was done was done, and if Nami rested safely in a stable condition, then that was all that mattered to him. Luffy's mind hardly ever drifted towards bleak pessimism.
Usopp gritted his teeth as he approached the leader of the Straw Hats. How could he not protect Nami who was possibly the weakest member, "You have got a lot of nerve. You need to see if Nami is okay," he growled but then took a deep breath when Luffy hardly even flinched. Before he wasted his breath trying to convince Luffy to take some initiative as a protector, he developed a make-shift scheme to garner a reaction. "She wants to see you," he lied. Perhaps, he could have added more, but seeing the captain about-face from the shore meant he made some sort of impact. He continued, "She called your name when Zoro found her." At least, that's what the swordsman said.
"She did?" asked Luffy with a gulp; his once empty stomach twisted in place. No longer did he ardently await lunch. Cold sweat glistened from the side of his face. Although she ended up fine, thinking of her helpless and fearful unsettled him. Without thinking, his feet shuffled in the direction of Chopper's office.
Even though Usopp smugly smiled at the reaction he garnered from his unflappable shipmate, he wondered if Luffy meant the remorse on his face. Following Luffy down to the room where Nami rested, he noted how the straw-hatted captain picked up pace. Usopp hadn't witnessed this unnerved disposition of Luffy many times outside of battle. Still searching for palpable proof that their true love existed, he didn't notice when they arrived at the door. Upon opening the door to the doctor's office, they discovered Nami - safe and sound but getting dressed and mostly naked.
Immediately, Usopp turned around back to the door and apologized loudly and repeatedly. He hastily excused himself before fleeing to the door that led to the mess hall. How could they not react to such an embarrassing situation? That wasn't normal! Or maybe, Usopp hadn't experienced that kind of relationship with anyone yet. Either way, he reached safety at the table of the mess hall where Sanji laid plates of gourmet seafood. Their eyes met, but the sniper shrugged it off. Most of the other Straw Hat pirates merrily dined on their dishes.
Despite the fact that Luffy stood before Nami's naked body sitting at the edge of the cot, he didn't stop to gawk. "Nami! Are you okay?" he asked, but she looked fine. No cuts or bruises or blood, and he could see nearly every part of her skin. The tension he felt before subsided.
"Yeah," she responded plainly as she continued to reach for her bikini top and put it on. The two guys entering didn't break her pensive state. Sure, she felt a sense of relief knowing he made it out of the forest alive, but more importantly, - to her - she wanted to beat the shit out of the incubus that captured her. Whether she could take care of him directly or not didn't matter. 8 eligible crewmates could surely wreak havoc on the island.
He no longer felt the odd, gross feeling in his stomach. Thus, his stomach began to growl. "What do you want?" he asked. The aroma from the food in the next room beckoned him, so he really didn't want to stay for long.
Confused and annoyed, Nami questioned, "What are you talking about? I didn't call for you." Partially, his words and apathetic demeanor disappointed her. The concerned frown she saw on his face dissolved rather quickly. Was it selfish to want Luffy to worry? She didn't enjoy ending up in such constraining situations, and she hardly liked falling for the captain of their ship. The night before, he held her closely to his body for the majority of the evening. Although his boisterous declarations disrupted the ship, they calmed her. So when she felt her heart race and her stomach drop, she somehow felt a safety net below her. Perhaps she was helplessly hopeless, but such a state felt comfortable and secure. The cot shook as Luffy plopped down on the edge next to Nami. Snaking his arm around her waist, he pulled her in. Naturally, her head rested on his shoulder. Until, he casually reached for her breasts. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, LUFFY?" she yelled.
Why did she stop him? Maybe she craved for a different sort of intimacy from the captain at that point and time, but she did crave it before.
"I was just checking to make sure you were the real Nami," laughed Luffy, "I don't get why you'd want to play around in the middle of that jungle." Before Nami could blow up he interjected, "Usopp said you wanted to see me."
The navigator wanted to punch him clean in the face. Her throat tightened as she tried to gulp back her anger. She wanted to ask why he didn't want to see her himself, but she already knew the answer. He trusted her. If something happened, he'd save her. That's how he treated all of his Nakama. So instead of punching him, she took all of her frustration and tension and converted it to an aggressive and passionate kiss. She paused only to whisper, "Do you want to see me?"
There it was again. The feeling he experienced when the fake Nami touched him on the island. This time, the rapture of her strokes attracted him to the cusp of ecstasy. The prospect of ecstasy - that's what she presented to him as she ruffled his hair. Her weak smile and red cheeks gave her an out of character vulnerability. She covered her face because she knew how weak she looked.
Luffy kissed her to give her assurance which took effect immediately. When she gently guided his hand to cup the bottom of her breasts, he became hesitant to continue. What was once a curious inkling of hunger suddenly became a roar of demanding voracity. Not only did she feel soft and warm, but she also felt inherently good. The curse of gluttony meant he could hardly ever become satisfied. Primarily, he craved food and adventure. Now, he craved this. He heard her gasp as he fought back by stroking the cleavage of her bosom.
That sound, their instinctual actions - this all meant something.
Sex, was it? The term that bounced around his world on occasion, but never entered his personal bubble. Certainly, it never entered his world first hand. Never like this. So when she repeated the question, he didn't know how to make words with his mouth. A network of unique, warm sensations in his chest and stomach seemed to culminate in his groin, melting him down to nothing.
She rubbed his inner thigh. He moaned. How could she know what he wanted before he did? As she leaned forward into him, he stiffly leaned back onto the cot. The soft palm of her right hand caressed his tepid cheek. He gulped in the presence of such intimidating power to seduce him into this enticing, darker facet of life. Before she could press her lips to his once more, he stopped her. "I want to see you, Nami," he quietly announced, "I love you." His stare never left her eyes the amidst their entire heated encounter.
He knew Nami to be the absolute only person he wanted to do these dark and dirty activities with. Therefore, love and sex had a connection. This might not be an empirical fact, but that's how their relationship ended up. Could they go further? Luffy didn't want to mess anything up, so he held his tongue. All the sex-related fantasies he should have had for most of his life came to the forefront of his mind instantaneously.
This all came to a halt as Nami gained back her composure while her heart steadily melted. Adjusting her top, she quirked an eyebrow as she looked over to the door between the clinic and the mess hall. At first, she wanted to comment on her suspicion, but Luffy had a frown of disappointment. His empty star lingered towards the ceiling, and he pulled the nearby pillow towards his crotch.
She wanted to continue - badly but not like this next to the dining hall where everyone ate at that moment. The impulsive kiss that initiated a surge of lustful motivation didn't comprehensively carry how she felt. Plus, this happened to be her first time, and she loved Luffy. She told him that, right? Crap. "I love you, too," she declared with a smile. Her heart beat so fast that she wanted to throw up - not that what she said directly made her sick. Confessing love like that while keeping a sense of composure felt impossible. When he grabbed her wrist, she let him pull her down to lie next to him. Nami added as she pushed her face into his side, "I'll follow you to the ends of the Earth, Luffy."
"Where else would you go?" Luffy asked almost proudly. The grin on his face couldn't wipe away until he leaned in to kiss her.
hmfan24: Did you like it? Let me know if you didn't. Do you want them to leave the island? Did that count as a lime? I didn't warn you because I didn't want you to skip to it. ;) I felt like this chapter was short, but it's the same length as the other ones - if not, then longer.
Oh, I'm really excited to see people from all over the world reading my stories. I wish I could translate this story into your native languages.
Thank you, everyone!