Robin's POV:
I was always so inquisitive. Observant, meticulous, and I know many would call me quite the tease. It's all gotten me in deep water before, but I truly never expected this in all my ponderings. It all started with my insatiable curiosity and yearn for knowledge.
It was a simple day of inactivity.. at least as much as this lively crew allotted. I was enjoying a refreshing drink provided by Sanji and reading a book. Well I wasn't truly reading it.
I always found myself wondering about my nakama as they went about their days on the ship, what secrets inlay in their souls? What outside of their dreams defined their desires? It seemed we all knew so much about one another already, but I was always curious about their personal ponderings, surely they had those small thoughts they didn't share with the rest of us, no one could be blank of mind.. Well perhaps aside from our most mercurial Captain who seemed to be in a constant state of empty mind until his eyes lay upon something of interest. I laughed to myself as my gaze lingered on my young leader who in the moment fraternized loudly with the resident sharpshooter.
I wondered briefly if my dear captain thought of anything but his goals, food, friends, and adventure at any given moment. He was very single minded in that regard. He was one of the few men she'd ever met that showed a complete disregard for females unless they had some sort of interesting power like Yamato for example. It wasn't as if he was ignorant or completely oblivious to subjects like sex or romance. It just seemed to simply be of no interest to the young man. He had lots of time to think of that kind of thing anyway, so there's no need to dwell on the captain's lack of romantic musings.
My gaze shifted to his comrade in overalls. Usopp is still young too, though I'd never met the girl, I'd heard the stories of Kaya from the others. Usopp most certainly is stuck on her and generally paid no mind to other girls. Although the young man seemed to take a healthy interest in women, he never went out of his way to gather the attention of them. I'd seen him turn down the advances of girls in port towns several times, the number of which had picked up since he'd grown more into a strong young man. Although the teen had much resolve, he wasn't above.. reliving himself whilst in his bath.
It's not that I was spying, I'd be going up to the restroom anyway and would simply place an ear to ensure all is well. I'd never seen him naked, which always made me more curious of the relation of his nose length to his... I shook the thought from my mind.
I of course would never violate my friends in a way to see them naked without their consent.. well aside from Franky, who of which molesting him was contingent upon him joining the crew. I had also seen the distinct .. shape.. in his specific choice of attire from time to time. He'd flirted with me in private fairly frequently during drunken advances and had personally assured me that some things on his body he intended to keep '100 percent human'.
I had no intention of taking such steps with him, although tempted, Franky was indeed a handsome man (or cyborg?) after all. But I suppose my thirst for the unknown had been quenched when I held his girth in my hands before. A small hum escaped my lips as my gaze slowly made it's way across the remaining members of my crew.
My eyes settled on Brook, though he seemed to have a distinct interest in female garments, given the lack of .. well anything but hair, I reasonably deducted that said interest was merely a remnant of habit from his previous life, and not an actual signifier of any real desire.
Upon hearing the giggles of a familiar fuzzy little friend, my sight then fell upon Chopper, I had never wondered much about the little one, I saw him like my dear child. However it was easy to notice the immense crush he developed on Milky while in Zou. He clearly had some sort of drive, obviously just for his own species.
Sanji's drive however seemed to extend to anyone with the physique and face of a beautiful woman, whether mermaid, human, Skypeian, or anything in between. I didn't have to guess what would occur if I or Nami showed more than our usually friendly gratitude upon his advances. Honestly I'm not sure his heart could handle it, especially since Nami simply toying with him by flirting was enough to send him into a concerning cardiac arrest.
Nami herself had disclosed to me a few things about her own escapades and secret attractions when she found herself sleepless like myself some nights. She was a beautiful young woman who could easily get nearly any man who laid eyes on her. However she seems to have a begrudging crush on a certain straw-hat adorned captain. Though she never admitted it, it's fairly easy to see.
But what about ... Zoro? I looked up to the crow's nest where a faint clinking could be heard signifying the swordsman was doing his usual routine of exercise. I didn't actually recall anytime I'd seen the man give any attention to the opposite sex, at least not in the way that indicated he had the typical male urges that burdened most men. I bit my lip in thought, hidden by the book I'd long stopped reading. Perhaps he was gay? No. It's not as if he gave men that attention either. perhaps he was too honorable to think of sex?
He could be chivalrous in a way, whilst maintain a respectful view of female abilities. He'd come to my defense on multiple occasions after all. Though that could easily be boiled down to his drive to protect his nakama in general. I thought back to all the woman the younger man encountered. There was that pink haired girl we'd met back at thriller bark, he'd spent two years with her in the vast property owned by Dracule Mihawk. She was cute indeed, surely the temptation over that time could persuade his interest. Perhaps the swordswoman for the Marines Tashigi. She'd blossomed into a lovely woman? Kozuki Hiyori was just as beautiful and had even nursed the man to health. All three would easily make the average man fold to his urges.
But then again, I suppose the green haired man was far from average. I felt a slight smile tug at my lips as a small idea hatched in my inquisitive brain. Maybe I should put him to a test? I quietly got up, neglecting to draw the attention of the crew. I made my way to the woman's cabin. I gingerly slipped out if my navy jacket and patterned sarong before rummaging through Nami and I's shared closet. I found the dress I'd worn During thriller bark. I slipped into the lacey purple dress with admittedly a bit of difficulty. I'd grown a bit since my last wearing. My breasts spilled a bit over the top and the lace hem at the bottom clung to my rear only managing to cover a little over half of my cheeks, leaving a bit of my bare flesh exposed.
This would certainly get the attention of most men. Let's see if it'll work with him.
What I was thinking could go one of two ways . . . Either he'd be downright embarrassed, or perhaps annoyed at my acting out of character. He should be coming in for a shower soon. Almost on que I heard heavy footsteps from his distinct boots coming up the hall. Now was the time to begin my study. Quickly adjusting the dress on my figure and jostling my hair, I waited for him to get closer.
As he passed our door I stepped into the doorway, leaning against it daintily. "Kenshi-San." I said in a sweet and light voice. He stopped dead in his tracks. I knew he'd disliked that nickname, I hadn't called him by that name since I first joined the crew. He took a few heavy breaths, obviously still winded from his extensive workout. he didn't respond. I decidedly took a few steps forward, now standing directly behind him. I took note of the sweat sliding down his bare back as it traveled down slowly before disappearing into the hem of his pants. He always pushed himself to the limit, I admired that.
He'd been quiet this entire time, just breathing heavily, refusing to turn and face me. Undeterred by his typically gruff demeanor, I kept a soft voice. "How was your exercise?" I asked sweetly. Another brief moment passed before he let out a sigh, seemingly resigned to the fact I would not give up without a response at least. He finally turned to face me with an exasperated expression and slight irritation.
That quickly changed to one of shock and embarrassment as his eyes fell upon my less than decent attire. After his dark eyes gave a quick once over of my curvy figure, I blushed ever so lightly as his view seemed to linger longer than usual. I took an equally timed gaze upon his own sweat glazed physique. The scar that graced his abdomen begging to be traced with soft fingers.
He scoffed under his breath, keeping his eyes from looking at me again. "What is it?" He asked after such a long silence. I gave him a genuine smile, reaching out to place my slender hand on his shoulder as I thought of something to say.
His breathing seemed to be strained as if he was still training. He gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing in his broad throat, seemingly nervous. I parted my lips to say more but was cut off by the gruff young man. "Oi, Woman..." He paused, finally meeting my gaze. There was a steely coolness in his eyes that I'd usually see when he's fighting... but something was different.
I must have slipped and showed a puzzled expression, because before I knew it he'd taken a step forward, closing the already small gap between us. He looked me straight in the eyes. "You're playing a game, you don't understand, and you damn sure aren't prepared for." My eyes widened, I surely wasn't anticipating this response. Had I become so easy to read? Did he catch onto my teasing already?
"I - I don't know what you mean by that Kenshi-san.. I-" Before I could finish I felt his strong arm pulling me in, pressing my body flush against his own. My heart felt as if it were in my throat. I could feel something against my thigh.. he was.. I was truly at a loss for words. This hadn't been the first time I'd teased him in such a way with him nor was it the most revealing outfit he'd seen me in. What had changed? Why did he suddenly seem to be so interested and eager?
His breath was heavy and warm as he seemed to be straining to think. He was silent for a while seeming to be going over options in his head. It gave me time to realize that I was still pressed up against the rippling muscles of the swordsman. My cheeks felt hot, I'd been with enough men that I shouldn't be so embarrassed. Perhaps it was the fact I'd never seen Zoro in this light. I mean I loved to tease the young man, but it was always to an end of his flustered reaction followed by him brushing me off.
I waited on baited breath to see what he'd do next. This test of mine was already interesting... Looking him in the face, I watched his expression carefully. Perhaps I'd crossed a line? I hadn't meant to disrespect him or offend him. I knew my inquisitive nature could be overzealous, but I didn't want to hurt my friend. Zoro was after all a very honorable man.
"Zoro, I'm sorry I-" he cut me off again with an exasperated sigh. "Look what you started woman.." Suddenly he hoisted me up from my feet and over his shoulder. I gasped, spun by the sudden movement. He started towards the shower room again. "Z-Zoro?" I sputtered in utter shock, this was incredibly out of character for the normally stoic and reserved young man. "What are you-" We'd reached the door to the shower room, which he kicked open, before placing me on the counter. Swiftly shutting the door behind him. My heart was beating rapidly now.
He looked down at me, studying my expression carefully as if he was trying to test my steel. After a moment he gave a dry chuckle. "You wanted to know so bad right?" he said with a slightly irritated tone. I was floored at this point, unable to respond. He locked the door before turning back to face me. "You always have to pry, and pick, and tease, tease, and tease ... you can never leave well enough alone, can you woman?" The swordsman said, slowly taking off his shoes, setting them down neatly next to me. He propped his katana up against the wall and started at undoing his pants.
I only managed to stare back at him, at a complete loss of words. "Well, since you wanna know, how far you can push me ... " His pants dropped to the floor and I slowly raised my gaze to meet his throbbing erection. I unconsciously bit my lip and watched as a drop of excited pre cum formed at the tip of his manhood already. His shaft was thick and veiny, just like the rest of him. My lips parted, unable to form a coherent sentence. My throat felt dry as I tried to come up with a retort. A devilish grin graced his face, I suppose he felt good to have finally turned the tables.
"Come here, and let me teach you how far a swordsman's resolve can go." I blinked, astounded by his actions. I hadn't felt this fire in my loins years. My heart felt as if it would leap out of my chest at any moment. I hadn't even realized that I'd made my way off the counter and on my knees in front of him. I looked up at him somewhat in awe. This experiment was yielding unimagined results.
He looked down at me with a glint in his eyes I'd never seen before. "Well woman, aren't you still curious?" he said mockingly. My eyelids fluttered and I somewhat came to my senses. This would most certainly be eventful. Not what I'd expected, but I'm confident I can work with this.
I smiled a bit, leaning in and gently grabbing him in my hands. He let out a sigh. I guess he'd been holding in a lot of tension.. how long had it been? He clearly wasn't nervous like one would expect from a virgin, more so anxious. Distinct of a man who'd felt the warmth of a woman and desperately craved the feeling again. I'd seen him actively turn down female advances in the past, from much younger women though. He'd never even reacted to Nami's appearance, nor my own previously.
Was he holding back this whole time? I felt his hand on top of my head, eager for me to begin. If this side of him existed all this time, how did he manage? I was impressed. His breath was controlled and steady. "Go on, satiate that thirst for knowledge you have.." He smirked. I felt compelled to obey my younger counterpart. Unsure if due to my own lust or something else.
I slowly took his length into my mouth. The swordsman gripped a handful of my hair and let out a satisfied sigh. Despite his rough grip on my hair he was patient, letting me take my time.
"Oi, Oi... " He tilted my head slightly upwards, his dark gaze looking directly at my face. He had a toothy smirk adorning his own. "You're a beautiful woman Nico Robin. You don't have to beg for my attention like that." He said, referencing my previous behavior. Oh he was loving this. For once I was on the receiving end of teasing and mocking.
I was more motivated truly now. It'd been very long since I felt a caring sexual touch from a man. May as well go with it.
His grunts echoed lightly in the bathroom as he enjoyed me. "This is better than I'd ever imagined." He said meeting my gaze again, brown eyes darkened with lust.
He gritted his teeth and let out a huff as he pulled away, seemingly trying to control himself. "Robin... I want to be sure." He looked at me seriously, lifting my chin. He leaned closer to me. "Tell me you're still curious." He whispered. I took a few rapid breaths trying to catch my bearings. I looked deeply into his eyes and nodded curtly, making sure he knew he had my full consent to continue.
He appeared to be relived. he said nothing as he knelt down and swiftly scooped me up from the floor. I linked my hands around his neck as he carried me over to the bath. Neither of us said a word. He let me down and helped me remove the short purple dress that clung desperately to my body.
His calloused hands felt a delightful contrast to my soft skin. He pulled back from me and smirked as he gripped my hips. He gave a hungry look over. "Now let's see." He grinned. He pushed me down onto the rim of the tub, forcing my thighs apart.
He licked his lips as he examined me. I shivered at the starved look in his eyes. He admired my body for another moment before leaning in and burying his face between my legs. He mewed at me with a ferocity , skill, and hunger that sucked the air from my lungs. I let out a breathless gasp.
I began rocking my hips. Holding onto his mossy colored head for support. "Ah- Z- Zoro.." I moaned softly.
He seemed to have a miraculous attention for women's bodies, perhaps it was the Haki, but it was as if he could read my intent.
He stood up again and licked his lips. He seemed to meditate for a moment.
He was holding back, even now? He truly had a strong constituency. He took a bit more time, it seemed far too long to me. I felt my heart throb in anticipation. Finally I felt it begin. "God, woman, you've just enough space for me eh?" He mumbled with a grin , letting me adjust.
I bit my lip lightly before giving a small chuckle. "It seems I was the perfect sheath for your sword." I teased. He laughed at my comparison. He slowly repeated to motion, rocking into me with force but still taking care to not hurt me.
I tilted my head back and moaned in pleasure. Zoro was a surprisingly skilled lover. He managed to keep a steady and considerate pace rather than buck wildly into me. Even the position he was in had to be strenuous, his knees were bent awkwardly against the side of the bath. Zoro seemed to know exactly what to do.
"Aha, oh, ZORO!" I exclaimed.
My cheeks were flush and my hair clung to my skin as I hang onto the strong man desperately. he was finally at his wit's end.
We stayed in each other arms breathing heavily. He really did have the strongest resolve I'd ever seen in any man. I looked down at him, and he returned with his own eyes. he cracked a grin, satisfied. "Well Robin, I hope you found what you were looking for from this little test... it seems I have some more training to do.." he hinted ambiguously with a smug look.
And I certainly have more studying to do on you Roronoa Zoro.