Rated M for mature. I don't own One Piece.

Getting Down at Galley-La

LuNa

That night, the Straw Hats partied around Galley-La's private pool. The others who had been part of the rescue operation joined them, the party going on till the next morning. Sanji enjoyed seeing many of the women in their swimsuits, though he and Luffy got into several fights over him ogling Nami. That was, until the captain and navigator disappeared mysteriously around midnight...

Luffy and Nami, both a little bit more than simply buzzed, stood outside of one of the bedrooms in the house Galley-La had offered to them for their stay in Water 7. The sounds of the party outside were winding down, but it was still far from over despite it being midnight.

Luffy stood lookout, a giddy, somewhat-dopey smile plastered on his face. Nami was on her knees behind him, two hairpins picking at the lock. Why the bedroom was locked, they didn't understand, but such a thing wasn't going to stop either one from their goal, something they hadn't been able to do on the close quarters of their ship since the last big party.

Each other.

The lock clicked open, Nami standing and quickly dragging Luffy in by his collar. He didn't have time to complain about the rough treatment, if he were going to complain at all, because Nami had him pushed against the door as soon as it closed. Her lips found his without preamble, tasting the alcohol they had been sharing outside.

Luffy returned the kiss with equally-drunken passion, his hands around her waist a response to hers knoting themselves in his hair, knocking his hat off. His fingers slid along her smooth back, his calluses rubbing against her soft flesh and making the girl shiver at the idea of what was to come. She broke their kiss, her lips pecking down from his cheek to his collarbone. As she moved downward, Luffy's hands stayed in place, dragging up along her sides until they came to the band holding her bikini in place.

Smirking somewhat, Nami kissed her way back up her lover's chest, his rough hands falling to her hips as their mouths melded together once more. The navigator pressed herself against her captain, her aroused nipples rubbing against his toned chest through her swimsuit. Her breasts weren't the only things pressing against something, a fact Nami noted with satisfaction.

"Someone's excited, aren't they?" the navigator smirked, one hand leaving Luffy's hair and sliding down his body. She relished the curves she traced between his prominent muscles before her fingers found the tops of his trucks and the tent that had formed there. Her hand cupped the shape, Luffy moaning as she applied pressure and rubbed him off through his trunks.

"N-Nami," he stuttered, his hands latching onto her hips. "P-Please."

"You're lucky you're cute," the woman answered, pecking his lips. "And tasty," she added. She kissed him passionately before pecking her way down his body again, but this time she didn't stop at his chest. She continued down his stomach, kissing each of his abs until she was eye level with the bulge in his pants. She licked her lips and drug his swimwear down.

Luffy manhood sprung free as soon as it could, pointing itself directly at her. Nami didn't waste any time, licking Luffy's member from base to tip while staring into his eyes with her own. Her wide, brown eyes broadcasted her need as her lips wrapped around his tip and slid downward slowly.

"F-Faster," Luffy tried to order. Nami fought down a smirk, slowing down to tease him, to see if he would take over. He didn't disappoint, grabbing her hair and forcing her mouth. Nami closed her eyes, a lusty hum sending pleasurable vibrations into her boyfriend's rod. Luffy moaned in response, leaning against the doorway. The captain pulled her mouth off him after several seconds, allowing Nami to catch her breath before he shoved back into her mouth. This continued for a minute until he pulled her up by her hair and kissed her.

"Oh Goda, I need you," Nami whispered into his lips between intoxicated kisses. "I want you so badly. Fuck me, Luffy. Make me your pirate slut!" Grabbing her hair again, Luffy's other hand all but ripped away Nami's top, releasing her breasts to the surrounding air. Grabbing one, his hold of her hair tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck and collarbone to the assault his lips made a moment later. She moaned into his ear, her hands clawing at his hair as he began to leave hickies.

Letting go of her upper body, Luffy grabbed a hold of Nami's rear and picked her up. Surprised, the orange-haired navigator wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. His erection rubbed between her legs as he carried her to the bed in the corner and dropped her onto the mattress. She was panting, the heat from her core filling her and combating the cooling night. Luffy panted as well, forcing her legs open and tearing away her remaining clothing.

"I've waited for this," he rumbled, running his rod over her moistening lower lips. "Every night I've wanted to do this again."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Nami smirked, her hands playing with her nipples. "Fuck. Me."

With a grunt, Luffy sheathed himself inside her, the couple moaning together as they were reunited. Luffy didn't waste any time, setting a blistering pace as the alcohol in his system fogged his mind. Nami writhed and mewled under him, happily bearing his assault as her white knuckles fisted two handfuls of the bedsheets. Each breath of the drunken couple puffed into the cool air, in time with each thrust of the captain and the bed thumping against the wall. Neither teen cared about the noise.

Having set his pace, Luffy released his hold on Nami's hips and bent over, never stopping as he grabbed her forearms and pushed her deeper into the bed, shoving his lips onto hers. The two shared another passionate kiss as Nami wrapped her legs around Luffy's hips, limiting his movement to short, quick thrusts. Each one rubbed the navigator's pinned form against Luffy's muscular frame. Nami released the kiss to bite the crook of Luffy's neck, screaming into his skin as he pushed her over the edge with several well-placed thrusts.

Luffy tried to pull out, he really did, but Nami wouldn't let him. Between her legs locked behind him, her lips on his neck, and her spasming walls around his rod, he couldn't move as her orgasm forced his own. Grunting, Luffy gave in to nature and shoved himself as deep as he could before releasing.

The two stayed there, locked in their embrace of intoxicated lovemaking, Nami's walls unconsciously trying to massage life back into her captain's softening member inside her. Freeing her hands, Nami grabbed Luffy's face and kissed him, holding him until her shaking legs finally unlocked and the younger man stepped back.

"Beautiful," the rubber-man panted, unable to look away. Nami laid out before him, her arms over her head and her legs spread. A layer of sweat glimmered on her skin in the moonlight from the room's window, showing the dribble of white oozing from her pussy. He blinked. "Oh Goda! I'm sorry, Nami! You told me not to-!"

"I don't care," the woman answered, one hand moving to cup one breast while the other started to dance over her abused lips. "Don't think I'm letting you go after only one round, though. Come here."

Unable to resist, the captain walked forward. Nami stood, taking hold of his shoulders and pushing him onto the bed. She climbed over him, one hand finishing what her insides had started. Once he was hard under her gentle hands, Nami shifted until she hovered over him. With a sultry grin, Nami impaled herself on Luffy's tool.

"Oh yes," she moaned, sliding down his length until their hips met. She leaned back, balancing on her arms and giving Luffy a view many would have killed for. Nami rolled her hips, subtly moving over her captain's organ. Luffy groaned under her, his hands resting on her hips and doing little else but assuring him that, yes, this was real and, yes, she was his.

There was a sound of despair form somewhere outside, but Nami didn't care for that or the flash of yellow and spurt of red from outside the window. The only thing that mattered to her was the man at her mercy under her hips. Realising that something was missing, Luffy stretched his arm toward the door, grabbing his hat from where it had fallen and placing in on Nami's head. "Perfect," he muttered.

"Just wait," Nami smirked, rolling her hips. "You say that now, just wait until you're the Pirate King and we can settle down." Deciding that she'd waited long enough, Nami raised and dropped her hips, cutting off whatever Luffy was going to say before he could start. Over and over she repeated this motion, each one sending a bolt of lightning through their spines. Luffy tried to match each of her movements, his hands starting to explore her body as if he'd never felt it before, caressing her sides, tweaking her nipples, and cupping her cheeks as he wanted. Nami shifted forward in response, bending over him as her fingers slid over Luffy's chest. They had no words for the feelings they shared in that moment.

And then the moment passed, Nami leaning over to lock their lips once again, rubbing her chest over his. Luffy's hands slid down her body to cup her rear. Taking hold there, Luffy lifted her hips and began to take over, pounding into her from below. Breaking their kiss with a moan, Nami's lips pecked over Luffy's face, neck, and shoulders as she pleased, whispering sweet, dirty nothings into his ear. With a smirk of drunken, though not unfounded, confidence, Luffy decided to show her why she should never let him go.

"Hold on tight," he whispered, her only warning before the captain spun them and stood from the bed. Nami held tight, her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs loose around his waist. Luffy never slowed his pace, jackhammering inside her as he held her aloft. She bit his shoulder again, moaning and panting as her insides tried their best to milk his rod. He was further from his next orgasm than she was, as her constricting walls soon showed.

Carrying the quivering girl to the wall, Luffy pushed her back into it, pinning her between his muscular form and the smooth, colder wood. From there, he went to town, driving into the now-much-more-sensitive navigator.

"Yes yes yes!" she panted, clawing at his back as waves of ecstasy ripped through her. "Right there! Yes Captain, yes! LUFFY!"

"I'm close," Luffy whispered into her ear, sweat dripping down from his hair. The air smelled of the two of them, clouding their minds and destroying their senses of everything but each other. "I'm so close."

"Let it out," Nami urged, her nails digging into his back and her ankles holding each other. "Do it. Cum inside me, Luffy. Don't hold back. OH FUCK!"

"Nami!" Luffy finished, moaning her name as his hips forced her legs wider, his organ spasming and twitching inside her. Ropes of his seed shot into her depths, filling her core with a heat she felt she couldn't live without. Grabbing his hair with one hand, Nami directed his lips to hers again. The captain stepped back from the wall, but she didn't let him go until they reached the bed.

"I can't go anymore," Luffy panted as they broke the kiss.

"I know." Grabbing the sheets, Nami carefully pulled them down and shifted her aching body under them. "Stay with me?"

"Forever," Luffy promised, climbing into bed with her. She smiled, feeling his abs against her back as his arm snaked around her, his hand cupping one of her breasts instinctively. The alcohol had faded some time ago, for both of them she could tell by his hot breath on her neck, but she didn't care. Letting out a sigh of contentment, the navigator snuggled into her boyfriend's warm embrace.

"Never let me go?" he whispered, on the edge of sleep.

"Never."

FIN

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