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Rating: M (Flirting and harcore sexy time)

Note: For tali-tangerine. It only took me like years, I'm sure you forgot all about this request but I still wanted to finish it.

I'm currently with a fever and can't sleep. So I decided to wrestle with this one-shot because this has been driving me crazy for years. I'm having a hard time writing and finishing it. Good thing though it finally relented. It's a late smutty Halloween themed fic and I hope you enjoy it NSFW people. It's PWP and minors stay away. You've been warned. Same goes for those who don't like smut.

From the Autumn/Fall (and Halloween!) Prompt List. Prompt #37 – Midnight Approached.

Summary: Haunted castle or not, nothing will stop the cat burglar from scouring it so she can get her hands on the fabled treasure. But what will she find in one of the castle's deserted rooms?


TREADING UNCHARTED WATERS

4: Midnight Luck


The fabled Hanter castle is situated in an islet... smack right in the middle of the island of Duch.

Said place is only accessible from the mainland by boats, as it is surrounded by water coming in from the sea via the waterway channels randomly located around the whole island.

And there is no other way to set foot on it.

Except once a year.

Once a year, when the evening of the harvest festival arrives (which coincides with what the island's inhabitants call Hallows' eve) and the moon is full and high in the sky, a pathway of stone strangely appears from the depths of the waters connecting it to the mainland and giving everyone passage to visit the place.

If they are brave enough to do so.

As Hanter castle was long abandoned… after the mysterious deaths of the family who once owned it.

In all the years following that event, no one in Duch Island had bought the place nor taken residence in it. Not even vagrants attempted to make it their sanctuary or stay even for just one night in its numerous, empty bedrooms.

For those who DID try have much to say about the place.

Because whenever midnight approached… strange and unexplainable things start to happen inside its cold stone walls.

It was said that the Hanter family never left their home…

and that their ghosts stayed behind so that they can guard their precious family treasures hidden somewhere in the castle's vast expanse…


Nami shivered as she recalled the story told by the town's mayor earlier at the plaza where a festival was being held.

The Straw Hats arrived on Duch Island yesterday and their captain got an invitation from one of the locals to attend the town's annual costumed event.

Luffy insisted on staying for it… merely because in his simpleton mind festivities always equate to meat. Lots and lots of it.

And it didn't take too long for the others to agree. As pirates they rarely get invited to events or parties… just brawls or fistfights or taking down Yonkos.

Everyone was in high spirits. And the fact that they have to wear costumes for the festival was a plus. It would be awesome to finally have an excuse to dress up and enjoy the event without having to worry about any marines or bounty hunters spotting them.

Nami took it upon herself to be in charge of the crew's outfits—aka shopping for it.

She declared that all expenses will be deducted to each crew member's allowances, earning shouts of protests from everyone except Robin. She ignored it all and countered with a threat of charging thirty times her usual shopping fee.

That shut them all up.

Nami sweetly asked the archaeologist if she wants to join her and the older woman nodded amusedly as the rest of the male crew looked crestfallen at the fact that she could easily clean out their money pouches with her threat.

Then the navigator turned and snapped at a dozing Zoro to stop being a lazy moron and to accompany them as pack mule.

There had been much grumbling, swearing, shouting and threatening before Nami kicked his stupid rear towards the ladder leading down the port with Robin giggling as she followed them.

The girls' shopping went well and the crew donned the costumes they bought without so much a grumble or a complaint (the threat of Nami's times thirty shopping charge is still hanging in the air and the possibility of it increasing two-fold is definitely likely) before they headed to the town.

The festival was a blast. The Straw Hats enjoyed mingling about and checking the different merchant stalls scattered around the brightly lit plaza. The food and ale were overflowing, it wouldn't come as a surprise if someone—namely the rubber captain—goes into a food coma.

It was so much fun… until the town's mayor narrated the legend of the Hanter castle and its hidden treasure.

That was solely the reason why Nami was now silently traipsing along the castle's west wing hallway with only the light of the full moon as her guide.

Alone.

Cursing inwardly and chastising herself for teaming up with Usopp—who was gone right from the start of their exploration—she continued to move forward.

Even if she was freaking scared as hell!

Whose idea was it again to go into this castle and search for the fabled long, lost treasure?

Ah! Hers… of course!

Think of the treasure! Think of the treasure! She mentally chanted.

Something suddenly brushed against her hand and Nami stiffened.

With her heart still thumping madly against her chest, a sigh of relief escaped her when she realized that it was just the draping sleeve of her black gown.

She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth at her jumpiness. This caper had just shifted her scaredy-cat self into overdrive.

Nami took a deep breath and steeled herself, gathering every ounce of courage she still have. She continued to edge onward with ears pricked up, trying to hear if there were any sounds that would eventually pinpoint where her other friends are.

But there were none.

The castle was silent.

"Damn it!" Nami hissed under her breath. "This castle is so creepy!" She rubbed at her arms, fighting the shivers trailing up and down her back as she looked around. She doesn't think she can do this anymore without any back-up.

Maybe she should retrace her steps and hopefully ran into any of her crewmates?

She pondered for a moment on what to do best as her eyes observed her surroundings. For now it looks like she's relatively safe on where she was. There are no weird sounds, things or—Kami, forbid—ghostly apparitions anywhere around. Just a long corridor, dimly lit by the moon outside as its beam streamed inside the floor to ceiling windows randomly lining her left side.

The view of the thick trees bordering the lawn outside is probably striking… if it was morning. In the dark of the night it looks frightening, like something is going to suddenly appear in between the shadowy trunks.

Nami immediately averted her eyes elsewhere. A drop of sweat trickled down her back, cold against her skin.

That's it! She…

She did a double take as she spotted a door at the end of the hallway.

A grin appeared on her face.

Finally a safe place! And if she is lucky enough… there could be some valuables inside that room that she can snag.

Or if she's luckier… she might find a clue where the treasure is!

The thought of that immediately replenished her courage.

Her black high-heeled shoes made annoying clacking sounds against the stone floor as she hastily headed towards it. Nami grimaced as she tried to control her footstep.

All these troubles better be worth it!

Suddenly, a loud bang came from the castle's upper floors that made her almost jumped out of her skin.

The navigator immediately made a mad dash towards the room. She didn't want to stay where she was and find out whatever the hell it is.

Luckily it wasn't locked. The elegantly engraved door handle didn't resist when she pushed down on it.

She nudged the door with one shoulder and swiftly slid inside the room, closing it abruptly.

Whatever caused that sound… it was just probably one or two of her idiot nakamas.

And it better be! There's no one else in this place that would cause any noise like that at all!

She shuddered when she remembered the scary tales surrounding the area and swallowed the lump that suddenly appeared in her throat.

Nami turned and leaned back against the door, panting slightly.

Then she stopped and blinked disbelievingly.

Shadows were dancing across the stone walls of what was supposedly a dark, unlit room. To her horror, she realized that there were floor-standing brass candelabras at the far end of the room...

…with lighted candles on it, creating said silhouettes on the walls.

Nami felt her insides churned at the sight and she could swear her blood run cold at that very moment.

This place was supposed to be abandoned, right? Why in the world were there burning candles in this room like somebody was using it?

What in the actual fuck is happening?!

Her body trembled. She knew it! Something strange was going on here!

Maybe the stories about this place are really true!

Nami's eyes zeroed in on the four-poster bed in the middle. The heavy curtains hanging from it were drawn closed—as if keeping a secret of some sort.

A choked sob escaped her throat.

Shit! What has she gotten herself into?

And she had to be alone now of all times! The Straw Hats have all gone their separate ways to explore the castle.

What is wrong with their crew? Didn't they know that the first rule of exploring supposedly haunted places is to do it as a group?!

They will get it from her later. Once she gets out of this place and back into the safety of the Sunny.

I will kill you later Usopp! She mentally threatened the absent sniper. She paired up with him earlier—a rather bad decision really. They barely made it past ten steps when Usopp panicked and immediately sprinted down the hallway. He disappeared around a corner, screaming all the while that something grabbed at his leg.

It was just probably the cape of his costume. That idiot!

The prospect of getting her hands on the treasure distracted her so much from the actuality that there is a chance that she will be left wandering the castle's dark, deserted halls alone.

Which is what happened.

Where is Zoro when you need him? Or Sanji-kun? Or Luffy?

The bed suddenly made a creaking sound and she almost jumped for the umpteenth time that night.

Oh fuck!

Her Clima-tact was instantly in her hand.

The bed creaked again. And it dawned to the frightened map maker that there is someone… something… behind the closed curtains.

Whatever was inside it… it seemed to be initially asleep and was now waking up.

Did it sense her presence?

Damn it all. She should have paired up with Zoro. At least that idiot can scare the shit out of anything.

But the swordsman had already vanished even before they made it to the castle grounds.

She readied herself. One thing she learned from her time as a pirate is that sometimes it's better to attack first with hopes of surprising—if not incapacitating—the enemy…

…before high-tailing it out of there to hide some place safe.

Her Clima-tact can extend almost limitlessly. Maybe she can poke whatever it is in that bed and zap it.

And that was what she proceeded to do.

Nami nearly screamed when the other end of her weapon was suddenly grabbed. She felt whatever it was behind the drapes pulling at her Clima-tact. Instinctively she tried to pull back.

Dear Kami! She can't let go of it. She'd be defenseless!

"Zeus! Wake up! Thunderbolt—"

"Damn it!" A voice growled from the canopy bed at the same time. "NAMI?!"

She froze. It sounded like…

Her fear left her instantaneously as irritation replaced it. She marched towards the bed with determination and pulled the curtains back.

"ZORO?!"

A disgruntled-looking swordsman was sitting on the bed, grasping the end of her Clima-tact and gazing back at her with an annoyed look on his face.

"Stop pointing this me," he grunted, letting go of her weapon and slapping it away lightly.

"What the hell Zoro?!" Nami hissed angrily, smacking his hand. "What the hell are you doing here?!"

"What are YOU doing here?" Zoro countered, almost sullenly. "Aren't you supposed to be scouring this castle for the treasure?"

She ignored his questions. "Where were you? You disappeared before we can even enter this place!"

The green-haired man shrugged and yawned.

"Are you actually sleeping here?!"

Zoro scratched the back of his head. "Yeah… and you're disturbing me."

Nami stared at him in astonishment. How the hell did he end up here? This talent of his never fails to amaze her! "I should've electrocuted you," she mumbled, as she glared down at him with her hands on her hips.

"Glad you didn't." The idiot gave her an infuriating smirk. "Now why don't you leave and go back to combing this place for the treasure?"

She let her arms fall limply at her sides. "I'm all alone and it's really dark here." Nami complained as she plopped down on the bed dejectedly.

The smirk on Zoro's face deepened. "Scared?"

"Of course I'd be!"

"Serves you right."

Nami punched him on the shoulder as hard as she can.

Zoro winced as he rubbed the abused part. "Isn't anyone with you?" He managed to ask with a small chuckle even as Nami threatened to punch him again.

"Usopp," the navigator answered. "But we got separated."

The green-haired man studied her for a moment. "You mean you both got scared and high-tailed it in separate directions?"

She scowled at him. "He high-tailed it in the other direction and left me alone."

That made Zoro laugh out loud before pillowing his hands behind his head.

Nami watched him for a moment. She noted that he had already slipped out of the black gentleman's coat he was wearing earlier as part of his costume. He left it haphazardly thrown at the foot of the bed.

"Why did you even paired up with him in the first place?" Zoro asked as he closed his eye, looking like he's going to go back to sleeping again.

Nami eyed him impassively. "Well… you weren't there. You got yourself lost instantly!"

His eye cracked open slightly to look at her as she rolled her eyes at him.

"And whose fault it that?"

Nami's eyes widened. "Definitely not mine!" She smacked his forehead lightly making him growl. The nerve of this man! "You can't expect me to hold your hand so you wouldn't get lost while we explore this place!"

"I wouldn't have minded."

Her jaw dropped open at his answer. She felt her cheeks reddened at his straightforwardness. She smacked him again on the forehead.

"Oi!"

She glared at him. "Do you really want the others sticking their noses in our business?"

Zoro shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh?" The smirk that graced Nami's lips was impish. She leaned down to him, close enough so that her body was almost draped over his and teasingly asked. "So you're finally willing to deal with the impending chaos?"

The swordsman just snorted in response, yet his hand automatically reached out to rest on her waist.

Nami's smirk turned into a playful smile when she felt his gesture. She pushed off him and sat back on the bed again, looking down on Zoro's prone form.

"How did you even end up here?" She decided to focus on the matter at hand as she looked around. "Looking at how comfortable you are, you've probably been here for quite some time!"

"Found a door, opened it and went inside."

Nami groaned at his typical brief reply while Zoro let out a huff, knowing that she would attempt to make fun of his faulty sense of direction—which is not defective as she claims it to be.

"You know, this place doesn't seem like abandoned." he suddenly commented, instantly piquing her curiosity.

"Huh?"

"There are no signs or smell of decay that abandoned places usually have."

Nami's cocked an eyebrow at him and his observation. "Since when are you an expert on abandoned places?"

"I've wandered enough."

"Oh. You mean you got lost enough and usually end up passing the night in abandoned places?"

Zoro narrowed his eye at her teasing. She'd never really pass the chance to mock his sense of direction. He decided to just ignore it. "Yeah."

Nami hummed at that. It did make her wonder how he lived his life before he met Luffy and them.

A wandering swordsman indeed.

"There are half burnt candles in most of the rooms here," Zoro continued explaining. "Plus some of the beds actually have clean sheets on them."

Nami's eyes scrutinized the place as Zoro voiced out his observations. He was right. The bed they were on is spotless—the sheets, covers and drapes smelt and looked newly washed.

Not what you will typically see in a supposedly long-abandoned place.

"Wait," Nami frowned. "What do you mean rooms?"

The former bounty hunter regarded her with a questioning gaze. Scratching his chin, Zoro explained.

"All the rooms on this floor are well-kept. Like someone's using it or something."

"You've seen all the rooms here?"

"Just this floor. Didn't see if that's the case in the others."

Nami was actually amazed. He was able to scour the whole floor in the short amount of time that he was gone?

Well… it was most likely that Zoro had been randomly searching for a place where he can nap while he waited for them to reach the castle and start wreaking havoc inside it.

Still…

"Good job Zoro," she praised him, giving him a thumbs up. "At least we know not to waste our time checking this floor."

He only grumbled in response.

She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Hmm… Robin said something about this place being an attraction or something for thrill seekers. Maybe that's why they have some rooms ready… in case there are idiots who want to test their courage by staying here for the night."

"You mean they rent it out?"

Nami nodded. "For the brave and stupid, possibly."

"So does that mean there's no treasure?"

"On the contrary," Nami grinned. "It's still here. I can sense it."

Zoro scoffed at that as she glowered at him.

"And it's also possible that the townspeople themselves are the ones pulling all-nighters here, searching for the treasure as well. Hence the tidy rooms."

Zoro was nodding in agreement. Or nodding off to sleep. Nami wasn't sure so she smacked his middle.

"Hey!" He immediately scowled at her.

"Oops… sorry," she said all but apologetic. "You weren't listening."

"I am listening," he snarled at her. "You said the treasure's still here."

"Right."

"If that's the case, feel free to look for it then. I'm gonna nap," he muttered.

It was Nami's turn to scowl at him. "Your ass is really lazy."

He merely sent a smirk her way. "I don't care woman."

"You're no help at all!"

"Hey! You find it. I haul it. That's the deal." The green-haired man reminded her of their agreement when it comes to treasure hunting. "You still haven't found it. So I'm sleeping." He smiled smugly at her. "Bed's too comfortable to pass."

"It is huh?" Nami asked wryly.

He tapped the spot next to him. "Try."

The cat burglar narrowed her eyes at his invitation.

"Don't think you can trick me into getting in bed with you that easy."

Zoro stared at her blankly. "I just said you're free to check if this bed is really comfortable."

Nami pursed her lips. Ok he had a point. But she had been with him long enough to know that the man had some tricks up his sleeve for getting her into bed with him.

Not that she'd say no…

Plus, she'd been walking in heels for quite some time now that her legs and feet actually hurt. Not to mention the all the effort she exerted wandering the dark hall without chickening out is taking its toll on her.

Maybe she could just… rest for a moment before resuming her hunt?

She slipped off her shoes. The mattress dipped lower when she brought her legs up to the bed and settled down beside him.

Besides Zoro looked like he prefers to sleep than do naughty things with her.

Heck! Like they could honestly have sex in a rumored haunted place. That's just… weird.

Nami let out a contented sigh as the soft sheets and fluffy pillows welcomed and relaxed her body in the most satisfying way.

Damn he is right. It is comfortable!

Beside her, Zoro chuckled at her reaction.

"Alright it is comfortable here," she conceded but not without a pout.

He had an 'I told you so' look on his face.

"Better than scouring for the treasure?"

"Nothing will beat treasure Zoro."

"Fine."

She turned to her side so she was facing him. "I will get my hands on that treasure Zoro. We are not leaving this place until I do."

"Then send Luffy on a rampage. He has an uncanny luck when it comes to stumbling upon those things."

"Hmmm… I don't think I need to…" she answered. "I think he's already running amok the moment we entered this place."

"We just need to wait for it then."

"Hmmm…"

They fell silent for a moment. The candles continued to flicker and burn at the far end of the room.

"Hey, you look dapper," Nami murmured softly after a few seconds of quiet. The fingers of her hand played with the buttons of the dark green vest she made him wear earlier along with the black coat he had long discarded.

"I have no idea what you mean."

Nami smiled. Of course he doesn't. Zoro has like… a limited vocabulary when it comes to compliments.

"I mean you look very gentlemanly."

"You made me wear this. Forced to be exact."

"Because I know you'll look absolutely good in it."

She watched the corners of his lips quirk up in amusement.

It didn't take really much to coerce him to don the suit. Probably because Zoro knows his efforts to fight her is all for naught and he would still end up doing whatever she wants.

Plus she did sweet-talk him that she would take it off him once the night is over.

Her body trembled when she felt him lean closer, his lips barely brushing against hers.

A roguish smirk was on his face as he brought his fingers up to slowly trace her exposed collarbone.

Nami closed her eyes as she savored the warm, calloused fingers touching her skin. They gradually move to her neck, playing slightly with the black lace choker she have on before his hand grasped her nape roughly.

"You did say you're gonna… take these off me?" Zoro whispered against her lips.

She opened her mouth to speak. To tell him that yes, she did say that.

But the words never left her as she began to feel the familiar shivers running up and down her body whenever she's intimately close to him like this. The skin behind her neck prickled… sending warm, tingling sensations across her cheeks.

Zoro was looking at her intensely.

"I did say that," she managed to whisper.

"What are you waiting for then?"

Nami's jaw almost dropped open in surprise.

Was he suggesting that they have sex right here, right now?

Right in this room of a rumored haunted castle?

She studied his face to see if he was serious.

Oooh… for the love of… HE IS!

The salacious glint in his eye sent a spark of thrill rushing inside her veins. She was never one to deny him when he is looking at her like that.

"You actually want to have sex right here, right now?" Nami voiced out her thoughts in an incredulous tone. "In this probably haunted room, in this rumored haunted place?"

"Why not?"

"Uh… because this place is haunted?"

"You actually believe that?"

Nami pushed herself up on the bed. "We've meet zombies and a skeleton Zoro. I'm not drawing the line with ghosts. Can't you just wait 'til we get back to the Sunny?"

"I actually can."

"Good. Please try to keep it in your pants for now." Nami chastised him. "We still need to look for the treasure."

"Fine. Go ahead and look for it. Wake me up when you find it."

"You're not coming with me?!"

"You're not going to stop pestering me are you?"

"No."

With an unhappy grunt he relented. "Come on."

"Yes!" Nami cheered. Honestly, she loves the perks of being with the swordsman. Especially now that Zoro rarely—actually, almost never—says no to her requests anymore and she doesn't need to resort to blackmailing him.

She gave him a wide grin. Zoro in turn just rolled his eye at her.

Nami immediately sat up. She was literally buzzing with excitement and Zoro couldn't help it as the corners of his mouth quirked up. He had long realized that it's much easier to just give in to Nami's obsession with treasure than fight it. Less head bumps for him too.

"Let's go!" The navigator announced as she nudge his still prone position.

"Not afraid of the dark?" Zoro asked teasingly as patiently waited for him for him to move, looking like an excited child.

"You're with me now," Nami cheekily pointed out.

And he had to admit. She got him there. And the way she was looking at him was really endearing. Her warm brown orbs were sparkling… they were bright with exhilaration despite dim light of the room.

Nami... is really pretty.

"Hey…"

"Hmm?"

"Come here first," Zoro said as he reached out to pull her towards him. His lips touched hers tenderly, surprising Nami. His kisses were usually rough and intense. It was always like he was restraining himself for some time before finally giving in to his desire to touch her.

She returned his kiss ever-so-gently. Their mouths moved unhurriedly… keeping it as innocent as possible and just savoring the way they feel against each other.

Yet it was hard to keep it that way. Not when they both moved to press their bodies closer to each other.

And when her hand slowly begin to caress the tight muscles of his chest through his shirt, Zoro automatically deepened their kiss, his fingers tangling through her hair as he began to coaxed her mouth to allow him entrance.

That she did. Parting her lips to let his tongue play with her own, her hand grasped at the front of his shirt as she gave him more access to her mouth.

A soft moan reverberated against her throat. Zoro took it as his cue to stop and drew back so he can study her. He secretly love the way she looks right after a kiss—her gaze unfocused yet there was a certain spark of want in them, a certain desire for him that set everything inside him on fire.

Her soft lips were parted as she gazed at him, like it was inviting him for one more kiss… and he would always, always indulge her.

He captured her lips with his again.

This time their kiss is more heated, more intense, as if they are building into something. Nami shifted in her position, draping her body over him.

"Zoro," she whispered, stopping their kiss, her lips a hairsbreadth away from his.

"What?" He asked, his voice husky from desire.

Nami gave him a mischievous grin. "I think I want to take you up on that offer."

His brows furrowed. "What offer?"

She didn't answer. Instead she pushed away from him.

Nami kept her eyes locked on his as she moved to straddle him, the skirts of her black gown bundled around her. Her hand trailed over his vest, tracing its lapels before moving her attention to its buttons.

Her hands deftly unbuttoned his vest. Once done she turned her attention to his tie, unknotting it. She pulled at the sash around his waist, throwing it carelessly towards god-knows-where.

She was the one who helped him put them on earlier and she absolutely adores the idea of helping him take them all off.

Because honestly she loves undressing Zoro. She absolutely love the way his firm muscles were exposed one by one for her eyes to savor, for her mouth taste, for her lips to leave marks on that he doesn't even bother to hide as he did his work-outs out in the open without any shirt.

She heard his breath hitched slightly when she pushed the unbuttoned garments to the side. Her hands started caressing the rock-hard muscles of his abdomen before moving up to the tight muscles of his pectorals.

Damn. He feels so hard and so good against her fingers.

Underneath her, it seems like Zoro had had enough of her teasing touches. His hands grabbed at her waist to pull her closer to him to make her feel just how much he wanted her right here, right now.

Nami gasped when she settled just right above his hardness. Her fingernails raked against his exposed chest at the sensation. When Zoro began to drag her hips to rub her against him, a moan escaped her lips.

She threw her head back; just a Zoro sat up. He took her movement as an invitation to suck at the exposed skin of her collarbone. His lips were warm, his tongue wet and hot as her fingers tangled through his green hair and her still clothed body rubbed against naked front.

Nami heard him growl lowly—probably a bit miffed that she was still fully clothed. She immediately cupped his face in her hands, drawing his lips to hers so she could pacify his impatience with an open-mouthed kiss.

It distracted him even for just a bit. His hands were already searching for a way to get her out of her garments. With one hand, she guided his own to the zipper on the back of her dress before Zoro decides to rip it apart.

From the way he pulled at it… she wouldn't be surprised if her gown did end up torn into two.

She squealed in surprise when he suddenly shifted their position and rolled her down the bed. Kneeling between her legs, he instantly pulled the dress off her. She could swear she heard a slight tearing sound before he threw it to the side.

"Careful Zoro!" She still managed to chastise him and give his arm a slight kick, even as she was now down to just her lacey thongs and lace thigh-high stockings in front of him. "I still need to wear that!"

"Just put it in my tab!" He grinned wickedly at her letting his eye roam all over her exposed body, taking in everything he is seeing. She can feel her nipples hardening at the intensity of his gaze. She watched as the corners of his lips twitched upwards slightly indicating that he knows she was getting turned on.

Nami mock-pouted even as she playfully rubbed her leg against his thigh, watching him as he slid the unbuttoned vest and shirt off him, finally exposing that delectable, well-sculpted body of his.

She licked her lips. He was looking back at her with a smug smile on his face, apparently liking the way she was observing him.

And just to yank at his chain, she slid her fingers on the straps of her lacy underwear, slowly pushing it past down her hips. Nami lifted one leg, letting the garment dangle on her ankle as her toe touched the middle of his chest.

She could see his jaw clenched at her antic. Still he grabbed it off her feet, crumpling it in his hand before throwing it somewhere.

Nami giggled. He doesn't like it when she beats him in taking off her underwear.

"Take this off too," Nami requested in a seductive tone as she teasingly traced the muscles of his chest down to his abdomen with one stockinged foot. She wiggled her foot slightly at him.

Zoro gripped her ankle with one large hand putting a stop at her ministration.

"I think I want to leave it on."

Well fuck!

Nami felt her heart thundered against her chest at his tone. There was something about the way he said it that made delicious sensations raced up and down her spine. She can only imagine how she looked with nothing but just the lace choker and black lace stockings on…

"You look so hot right now," Zoro said, his tone gruff yet thick with desire.

She felt like everything inside her just exploded at that and an excited moan escaped from her.

How in the world can he make something as simple as that sound so… erotic?

Kami, that sounded delicious. His voice made it more delicious.

That actually felt delicious.

He still hadn't done anything on her besides kiss her senseless and undressed her…

…and damn she was already panting so hard right now!

"Zoro…"

He reached out to touch one of her breast, thumb rolling her nipple and Nami moaned. Her back arching, her body wanting to be touch by him more.

He leaned down leaned down to kiss her again, covering her body with his own heated one.

His hand continued playing with her breast as their kiss turned into an open-mouthed one.

All her reservations earlier about how it was neither the right time, nor the right place for this dissipated instantly when Zoro settled on top of her. The mattress dipped down from the weight of their bodies. Neither of them paid any attention to it as their lips found each other again and again, in a kiss so heated it made the room feels like it's been set on fire.

The unconventionality of it all was making really hot and exciting. The combination was quite overwhelming. She could not explain it but the idea of doing it in a rather unusual place… it was actually titillating as fuck and it was turning her on so much.

Besides, Zoro wouldn't be up too it if this place is dangerous, right? Also his domineering aura is enough to frighten anyone both dead and alive.

Her breath hitched when she felt him sucking at the skin behind her ear. She threw her head to the side, moaning as she gave him more access to her skin. Her hands clutched him almost desperately as his lips moved down the deep valley of her breasts, tongue trailing a wet path against her skin.

"Ah!" She cried out when his mouth latched on one of her breasts, his tongue tickling her already hardened nipple. It sent electricity running down her core and she instinctively spread her legs so she can wrapped it around his hips, her already wet entrance settling on his still covered hardness.

"Zorooo," she whined. "Why do you still have your pants on?"

"Shut up," The man above her grunted, letting go of her breast. "Just let me work on you."

She let out a disgruntled groan. Of course that didn't stop her from rubbing herself against him just to spite him.

Zoro chuckled at her attempt and stilled her hips with one hand.

"Settle down Nami. I'll give you what you want." He said teasingly. He gave her hips a light squeeze before naughtily tracing her slit with one finger.

Nami let out a small moan at that, edging her body closer to his touch.

Her tease of a swordsman just continued with his ministration, touching only the edge of her lower lips, never delving in to touch her where she wanted to be touched.

She sobbed in frustration. Her hands gripping his arms, making sure her fingernails dug into his skin in a sort of retaliation.

Zoro just let out a small laugh at her feeble attempt to get back at him. Without another word, he seized both of her legs, hooking his hands under her knees so he can spread her widely.

"I want a taste Nami."

That was all the caution he gave her before burying his face between legs.

Nami's eyes rolled to the back of her head when his tongue delved way past her soaked lips, going straight to lick and suck her clit. Her hands grabbed at the bed sheets, hard enough that her knuckles turned white. Her body arched at the sensation and she could swear she had forgotten how to breathe.

"F-fuck… that feels sooo good," she managed to rasp when she was finally able to catch her breath. "Uhhh… Zoro!"

"Stay in that position." He ordered as he let go of his grip under her knees. And Nami obeyed, choking back a sob when he used both of his thumbs to spread her pussy so he can explore her more with his tongue.

Good Kami… she knew how he religiously trained his mouth along with his whole body since he uses it to hold one of his katanas. But that didn't prepare her at all when she realized during one of their heated sessions that this man can eat her out for hours without getting tired.

Her breast heaved up and down, in time with the way his tongue was flicking against her clit. The repeated tingling sensation in her core was making her thighs shake, her stomach contract, her body reaching its limit…

Nami's hands made a grab for his hair, pushing his face deeper to her so she can finally feel that sweet release.

"Zoro… I'm…"

And just like that she exploded on his mouth.

A loud moan escaped her, just as her body fell back on the bed, going limp as she caught her breath again.

Fuck that was rather earth-shaking. The hell if they did it here in a rumoured haunted place.

Right now she doesn't give a damn about it.

She furtively glanced at Zoro with half lidded eyes. The man looked like he had conquered something. He was looking all pleased with himself, licking his lips like he couldn't get enough of her taste.

"I'm not done yet Nami." He reminded her as he unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper down.

Nami caught a glimpse of his manhood. Hard and erect and all for her.

She weakly pushed herself up and crawled towards him, knowing how Zoro likes it when she warms him up with her mouth before he fucks her.

He surprised her by touching a finger on her forehead and pushing her back on the bed.

"You can do that some other time," Zoro said with a mischievous grin she only sees on him when they are alone together.

Nami fell down the mattress with a soft 'thump', still boneless from her climax from before.

But it seems like she's not getting any rest. For the moment Zoro got her on her back again; his hands automatically hooked themselves under her knees, spreading her legs wide before pushing his cock into her as deep as he can go.

This time Nami almost screamed at the feeling of suddenly being filled. Her wet walls contracted making Zoro hiss in pleasure.

She arched her back but Zoro just pushed on her knees to keep her in place.

Her hands made a grab for the sheets again, clutching it firmly as if her life defended on it when he started to rock against her.

Nami can only voice out her pleasure in time with the movement of their bodies. She was gripping the sheets too tightly she might was well tore them.

Above her Zoro continued pounding into her mercilessly. He breast bounced up and down as the bed creaked under them.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Zoroo! Uuuh!" she moaned out loudly, not caring if anyone hears them. "So good!" She threw her back, her eyes closing so hard that she can see explosions.

"I'm coming!" She squealed, feeling heat coiling in her abdomen again, threatening to burst anytime.

Zoro continued thrusting into her, his rhythm never breaking, hitting that same spot over and over again that made her toes curl so much. He watched her body stiffened momentarily before he felt her bursting all over him—warming him and making him almost cum.

He slowed his movements. He watched as Nami came down from her high, there was a glint of tears at the corners of her eyes from too much pleasure.

She was a goddamn sight.

For brief moment, Nami did not move. She honestly thought her mind and body went numb from that orgasm. A few seconds later she managed to open her eyes and stare at Zoro who was looking at her with an amused grin on his face.

She found the strength to huff at him and his conceitedness at pleasuring her even if a satisfied smile spread on her lips.

"You good?" He rasped, rubbing her thighs as she nodded weakly.

"Cause I'm still not done yet."

Her eyes widened. Zoro was still inside her—hard as ever.

With a smirk, he rolled them over to switch their places so she was now on top of him, even if she was still drained and weak from earlier.

"Zo—ooh…" Nami almost shrieked when he started shoving himself inside her more deeply than before. She was still so sensitive and yet the way her green-haired lover was ramming into her had pleasure building inside her all over again.

"Ooh fuck," she threw her head back, as her fingernails clawed at the skin of his chest. She can feel the tears welling up her eyes again from too much pleasure. His hands were grabbing the cheeks of her ass, kneading them roughly as he continued to bounced her and thrust inside her.

"Zoro! I'm—" A sobbed escaped her as she felt herself climaxing again. "Oooooh. Oooh Fuck!"

"Nami!"

He exploded inside her, exactly the same time she did. Her third orgasm combined with the warm sensation of his seed filling her up made her see stars and explosions. And she could swear her soul almost left her body.

He was still pumping into her—slowly, lazily—as he emptied every last drop of him inside her.

Nami fell on top of him. Her head nearly hitting him straight in the nose.

Zoro's chest rumbled with laughter as she caught her breath again for the umpteenth time that night.

"I can't believe you." Nami whined while they basked in the afterglow.

"What?"

She tilted her head to look at him. Just like her, Zoro was still panting, trying to recover from that exhausting session.

"This is still a haunted castle you know. What if a ghost suddenly appear right in the middle of our sex?!"

Zoro stared at her incredulously. "There are no ghosts here Nami."

"Zeus can't zap ghosts Zoro! And you can't cut them that's for sure."

"He can't because they don't exist," Zoro drawled with a lazy grin. "Besides, I don't think it really matter. You're pretty much in the zone earlier nothing can stop you. You don't even care about this place being haunted or those stupid ghosts at all. Which again, doesn't exist."

She smacked his forehead lightly. And he only chuckled at her, wrapping an arm around her waist, tucking her head under his chin.

He kissed her forehead lightly.

"Great sex Nami."

"Mmm…" the navigator hummed as she weakly whacked his arm that was now slippery with sweat. "I think I scratched you good."

"I'm used to it."

Nami just snickered. She cuddled closer to him, resting her head on his ches, basking in the short period of silence they usually fell into right after sex as they both recovered.

"Zoro," she called to him after a few minutes of silence. She lifted her head a little so she can look up at him. "Are you good?"

"Huh? Why? You want to go again?"

"No you idiot! Come on we still have to look for the treasure!"

"Hey! We have a deal right? You find it, I haul it."

Nami pouted. She didn't bother pointing out that he already agreed to go search with her earlier before they ended up tangled in bed.

With a sigh she relented, dropping her head on Zoro's chest. Honestly, she still doesn't have enough energy to get up and dress herself.

Maybe a few more minutes in bed with her lazy swordsman…

Somewhere, the sinister chiming of an old antique clock filled the whole castle as it struck twelve.

Midnight has approached.

Nami lazily lifted her head from Zoro's chest at that. "That is fucking creepy."

Her lover stayed prone on the bed, one hand pillowed behind his head, the other still stroking her naked behind as he yawned.

Nami nudged his feet with her own to get his attention. "Hey remember what the mayor said about this place once midnight approached?"

"What about it?"

"I think I heard something outside."

"It's probably just Luffy or Usopp."

"It sounded like someone is screeching."

"Definitely Usopp."

Suddenly another scream sounded out. Followed by another screech. Then a loud thud and a crash that reverberated across the whole expanse of the old castle.

"LUFFY!"

Chopper and Usopp's voices can be heard shouting.

Nami and Zoro just stayed put, listening to the ongoing commotion as their crew began to trash the whole place.

"Minna!" Luffy's cheerful voice rang across the floors… surprisingly quite near the room where Zoro and Nami are.

Both pirates looked at each other knowingly. It was their cue to fix themselves before their captain barges in and find them still lounging on the bed, naked.

"I found it!" The rubber man was shouting. "I found the treasure! Where is Nami?!"


The End –


R and R please.