Disclaimer: I do not own any of the One Piece characters or franchise.

***Author's Note and Content Warning***

This is my first attempt at writing fanfic, as such I would love any constructive criticism that you have to offer. I am going to try to post a chapter each week (possibly more if the creative spark hits me extra hard), but there may be times that this does not happen.

As far as content goes, there will be some sexy fun times coming up in this particular story. You have been warned. ^.^

Thank you for reading my story, and I hope you enjoy!

*** A couple days later they arrive at a temperate island that boasts a very nice strip mall among the other attractions of a port city***

"Robin, can you help me with this?" Nami gave up trying to do up the back of the dress. There were just too many ribbons that she could not reach, not matter how she twisted and turned. "Please, I'm going to dislocate one of my shoulders trying to tie these damn things at this rate."

Robin had been riffling through her own selection of things to try on when she heard Nami's request. Robin turned around and had a brief moment where she might have forgotten how to speak. Nami had her back to Robin, but was partially twisted, looking over her shoulder at Robin. The dress Nami was trying on was a gorgeous strapless midnight blue garment. The back was meant to be tied up with quite a number of ribbons, of which only the bottom half were within Nami's reach. This wasn't the part of the view that had given Robin the temporary brain shut down though, it was the fact that as Nami's dress was not tied up all the way yet, Nami had to hold the front up to keep it in place over her breasts. As she turned to see if Robin could help her finish tying the back, she exposed a fairly large view of the side of her breast. Robin was entranced by how pale and soft Nami's skin looked.

Robin gave herself a mental shake, "Of course I'll help." Now it might be expected for Robin to just use her Devil Fruit power to make a quick and easy of job it, but something prompted Robin to walk over and do things the old fashioned way. Nami had expected that Robin would cheat a bit, and just have multiple hands finish tying everything in just a few seconds. It was one the perks of Robin's particular power, she could multitask like no other when it came to hands-on activities or chores. Instead Robin took the few steps needed and began to tie each individual ribbon personally, one at a time.

At first Nami was confused, why would Robin spend extra time doing it this way? Robin could have just used her power, and probably continued trying on one of her own choices at the same time if she had wanted to. But as Robin's hands slipped from one ribbon to the next, meticulously tying each one into identically precise bows, Nami quit questioning it. Nami quit thinking all together in fact.

As Robin's hand slid along her back, tugging the dress a little more snug before tying the next bow, Nami felt herself develop goosebumps. Nami could feel Robin's breath on her back, she could almost convince herself that she could feel Robin's body heat too, as Robin stood mere inches away from her.

"You should adjust the front before I tie these last two." Robin almost whispered.

Nami nearly jumped out of her skin at Robin's voice right beside her ear. Was it just her, or did Robin sound out of breath? Nami knew she was having difficulty remembering how to breathe, and she was blushing like crazy right now. Nami glanced down and realized that she did need to adjust herself so that the dress would fit like it was supposed to, but feeling Robin breathe on her neck made her gasp and freeze. When had Robin gotten so close?

"Here, let me help you with that." Robin said in a husky voice

Almost in a trance Nami felt Robin's hands leave the ribbons, and slide up and around. Nami watched as Robin's hands moved in seemingly slow motion towards the front of the dress, tugging the neckline up a bit. Robin deftly slipped one hand inside Nami's dress, caressing Nami's soft skin as she lifted Nami's breast up to fill the cup more fully. Slowly she withdrew her hand and repeated the action on Nami's other breast, this time taking a second to roll the nipple delicately between her thumb and forefinger before positioning it correctly. A pleasant tingling shot from Nami's nipple straight to her groin. Nami whimpered, wanting more, as Robin slid her hand out. Robin's hands slowly trailed back along Nami's sides as they returned to tie up the last two ribbons. When Robin finished the last one Nami felt her pause, then Nami nearly melted as warm lips kissed her neck. A hand appeared to turn Nami's head and tilt her mouth up. Nami's knees went weak as Robin's lips approached hers.

"There, all done. Now turn around and let's see how it looks!"

Nami started from her daydream at Robin's voice. Had she seriously just completely zoned out? A bit flustered, and with a blush at what she had been thinking, Nami turned to see Robin smiling in approval. Nami recovered quickly with a deep breath and twirled before the mirror, admiring how the shortish dress fluttered along her legs, thinking it could be a good one for dancing. Since this island boasted a mall, it surely it must have a good club. Maybe Robin would like to go dancing...

Robin had noticed Nami's breath go shallow and more rapid as she tied the remaining ribbons. Robin stood there, taking in Nami's unique scent, of citrus with a hint of parchment and ink and couldn't help but react to Nami's nearly panting breaths. As Robin felt the silky ribbons slip through her fingers she had a thought I wonder how much fun it would be to slowly untie each of these. I bet it could be a really good tease. Robin flushed, glad that Nami wasn't facing her. She took a calming breath, "There, all done. Now turn around and let's see how it looks!"

Robin saw Nami jump a little and wondered what Nami had been thinking. Perhaps Nami's mind has similar thoughts. Robin smiled and wondered at the slight blush on Nami's face, then she noticed how cute the dress looked on Nami, then again, anything looks cute on Nami. As Nami twirled in front of her, Robin couldn't help wondering if there was a good dance club on this island. That dress practically begged to be worn out dancing. Perhaps they could have a girls night out. A couple of drinks, a crowd of strangers, anything could happen, right?

*** Another author's note ***

Sorry for the short chapter this time, but it seemed like a good stopping point. I already have ideas for the next part, so maybe I'll get it posted faster. I'm just trying to decide on the pacing of this story still. I don't want to rush it, but at the same time I don't want to drag it out and torture you for too long :)

Thanks again for reading my story, and hey, send me a review or PM. I'm bored a lot when I'm at work, and hearing your opinions of the story or even just saying hi makes my day.