Hi all, it's Holly! So Pandora asked for some sexy times between Nami and Robin and this is what she got. It's set after Alabaster when Robin joins the Straw Hats but before Enis Lobby when she officially joins the crew. Hope you all enjoy!
The treasure room of The Going Merry is located at the bottom of the ship and is very rarely used by members of the Straw Hat Crew apart from when it's being filled. This suits Robin just fine as it means that when she wants to spend some time alone studying an artefact, picked up by accident by one of the boys, that may give her some information about the Lost Century she can do so undisturbed. After their trip to the most recent island on the captain's journey to becoming king of the pirates, while the cook and the swordsman were loading up (and fighting like an old married couple while doing so) she had spied a pot that may be of some use to her research. So later that night, she sneaks down to the treasure room to see what it can tell her.
She spots the pot at the back of the room and makes her way over the piles of gold towards it, her feet sinking into the loose coins as she does. Once she reaches it she takes a moment to appreciate just how lucky she is that it was even picked up, never mind that she's actually getting the opportunity to study it. Running her fingers over a crack, marvelling at how ancient it is, it turns out that she doesn't have nearly enough time to herself to look over the pot before the sound of the door opening and closing meets her ears. Slipping further into the room she hides in one of the darker corners of the room. Robin has no desire to speak to anyone at the moment but when no one calls out her name she realises that whoever it is hasn't specifically come looking for her.
Maybe it won't be that long before they leave... she thinks – hopes – but then she hears the lock click. Whoever it is that has decided to interrupt her study session clearly doesn't want to be disturbed either and this piques Robin's curiosity. Leaning forward in her hiding place slightly Robin catches a glimpse of red hair so quietly moves closer to see the navigator. Robin knows that she shouldn't be surprised to see Nami down in the treasure room so late at night, nor should she be surprised that she has locked herself in thinking that she's alone. The men on this ship are a distraction at the best of times but when you want to try and get something done they're downright unbearable and Nami is well known for making an inventory of their treasure after a haul, which she won't want to be disturbed for.
What does surprise Robin however is that Nami doesn't appear to have anything with her that would allow her to do an inventory. Interest growing Robin watches as Nami kneels down beside a treasure chest, opens it and begins pulling out all kinds of jewels and adorning herself in sparkles. It's a well known fact that Nami is pretty – any idiot with eyes can see that – but as she continues to cover herself in glittering gems in the form of necklaces, rings, bracelets and hair ornaments, Robin takes a moment to appreciate just how beautiful she is. Her gaze follows Nami as she pulls a sheet off a full length mirror, throwing it aside, and begins to admire her reflection. She reminds Robin of one of those colourful birds that like to show off how fancy their feathers are as she preens.
After looking at herself from a particular angle Nami seems to decide that something about the view needs to change. Robin's breath catches in her throat as Nami strips off her shirt, revealing a lace bra the same colour as her hair underneath. There's something so ethereally beautiful about the gold of the jewellery against Nami's pale skin and Robin wants to run her tongue over as much of it as she can. The urge only gets stronger as Nami removes her skirt as well, letting it fall to the floor and pool at her ankles. She steps out of it and Robin allows her eyes to trail up Nami's shapely legs up to where her ass is spilling out of the tiny knickers that are the same colour as her bra. Nami's reflection shows Robin flushed cheeks and a lust filled gaze as Nami looks at herself covered in sparkling trinkets. Clearly she likes what she sees and Robin certainly does too.
Slowly Nami runs a hand down her body, her eyes fixed on her reflection, until her fingers reach the hem of her knickers. Once again Robin watches with baited breath as Nami slips her hand underneath the waistband and begins to slowly rub her clit while still keeping her eyes locked on the mirror. Heat creeps up the back of Robin's neck and fills her gut as she watches Nami pleasuring herself, wishing that Nami would take the bra and knickers off. The need bubbling under her skin only gets stronger as a soft moan leaves Nami's lips and Robin suddenly realises that she no longer has to be a silent spectator of this show. Slipping out of her hiding place Robin silently makes her way over to where Nami is fingering herself, gripping the mirror to hold herself up as the pleasure inside her builds.
It's clear that Nami hasn't realised that she's not the only one in the room as she's too focused on her own pleasure so Robin doesn't even bother to be stealthy as she makes her way over to where Nami stands. Another moan leaves Nami's lips as she continues to bring herself closer and closer to her orgasm, caring about nothing but the sensations flowing through her and Robin takes this as her cue to join in. She slips her hands onto Nami's waist, enjoying the soft skin against her fingers as she presses a kiss to Nami's cheek.
"My, my, who'd have thought you were quite so naughty Miss Navigator," she purrs in Nami's ear.
Nami jumps, suddenly finding herself in the presence of company, but before she can turn to face her captor Robin grips Nami's hips a little harder to hold her in place. Teasingly slowly Robin trails her fingers up a toned stomach and between shapely breasts so that she can take hold of Nami's chin, forcing her to look at her own reflection again. The lust in her eyes is intoxicating and Robin is already drunk with the idea of making her come over and over again.
"I... I thought I locked the door," Nami says.
"I was already here when you came in," Robin says, "and I was very much enjoying your little show."
An extra arm appears out of nowhere, snaking around Nami's body so that the fingers can slip into the cup of Nami's bra to begin toying with her nipple. Nami instantly melts against Robin's hold, that plump ass of hers pushing back against the warm body holding her in place as Nami lets out a sinful sounding moan while she chases the pleasure coursing through her.
"Oh fuck!"
"There was only one problem with it really," Robin says as another arm appears, fingertips ghosting over the skin just along the hem of Nami's knickers, against the top of her thigh, making her moan.
"Wh... what's that?" Nami asks, her breath coming out in pants as she writhes under Robin's touch.
Smirking, Robin presses another kiss to her cheek. "You're still wearing far too many clothes."
A shudder ripples through Nami, more hands appearing, teasing and touching her as Robin undoes the clasp of her bra and then strips her of the last of her remaining clothing so that Nami stands naked in front of the mirror. She's still been left in the jewels, giving Robin the chance to continue marvelling at just how beautiful Nami looks. Using the hand that she has on Nami's chin she turns her face so that she can press a tongue heavy kiss to her lips. Robin already has Nami moaning and writhing in her arms and she wants to make her come undone completely, especially as Nami is usually so cool and collected that seeing her like this makes Robin's skin tingle and her blood boil.
"Put your hands together on the mirror, and don't come until I say you can," she orders and Nami instantly does so without complaint.
The lust in Nami's eyes makes Robin convinced that she won't move but she still conjures more arms to hold Nami in place against the cool glass of the mirror. Other hands and fingers roam Nami's body – teasing her nipples, slipping past her lips to run over her tongue, sliding into her cunt, rubbing her clit – and Robin knows that the image of her trembling, desperately trying to keep her knees from giving out or her orgasm take over, will be burned into her memory forever. Stepping back she takes a moment to admire just how gorgeous Nami is when she's turned on as Robin strips out of her own clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor.
Soft moans and whimpers sound from Nami's throat as Robin's fingers continue to pleasure her, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm. There's something more Robin wants from this picture, she realises, so tears her eyes away from the vision in front of her for a few moments and over to one of the open chests. Sitting on top of a pile of gold coins lies a string of pearls and a wicked idea comes to her mind as she picks them up. Taking them back over to where Nami is now rolling her hips, chasing more of Robin's touch, she presses her chest to Nami's back. Winding the pearls around Nami's delicate wrists, creating the idea of bondage more than actually keeping her tied, Robin is happy with this completed picture.
"You'll be a good girl and keep these on, won't you," Robin says. It's not a question and they both know it.
"Yes," Nami says, her voice coming out as more of a breathy moan than words.
A chuckle leaves Robin's lips and she presses a kiss to Nami's cheek. "That's my girl. You're so beautiful like this Miss Navigator, I'm very glad that I'm the only one who gets to see this." She slips one of her hands up the inside of Nami's thigh to run her fingers over Nami's cunt while the fingers on the arms she has conjured move to tease other areas of her body. "You're so wet."
"Please!" Nami cries out as fingers pinch her nipple.
"Please what darling?" Robin asks.
"Please can I come?"
"The fun is only just starting though," Robin says, a smirk playing about her lips. "Don't you want more?"
"Yes!" Nami moans and Robin can't help but chuckle softly. She's clearly so turned on that she can't even think straight.
Robin sinks her fingers into Nami's cunt, relishing how warm and wet she is for a moment, before removing them and bringing them up to Nami's lips. "Taste yourself."
Without question Nami takes them into her mouth, moaning around Robin's fingers and the sight is so fucking sexy that Robin wants to burn it into her memory forever. She pulls her fingers from Nami's lips, running the tip of her middle finger along Nami's top lip, enjoying the visible shudder that runs through the beauty in her arms.
"I want a taste too."
Wrapping an arm around Nami's waist Robin allows the extra arms to disappear as she pulls Nami off the mirror and over to a plush, deep red rug surrounded by piles of treasure. She lies down, pulling Nami down with her, slipping a hand around the back of Nami's slender neck so that she can pull her into a deep kiss as she does. More arms appear from nowhere and return Nami to the moaning, writhing mess she was previously as Robin kisses her senseless, the fingers of the arms touching and teasing everywhere they can until Nami is practically crying from the pleasure enveloping her. When Robin pulls back to breathe she takes in Nami's flushed cheeks and dilated pupils and she can see how desperately Nami wants to be fucked.
"Sit on my face," Robin orders.
On slightly shaking legs, while still making sure to keep the pearls wrapped around her wrists Nami does so, placing her knees either side of Robin's head. While the hands Robin has conjured continue to make Nami melt she grabs Nami's plush ass cheeks and uses that grip to guide Nami's glistening cunt down to her face. Poking her tongue out to run it over Nami's cunt Robin instantly knows she's addicted. Nami tastes oh so sweet that, despite her original plan of teasing Nami until she's crying and begging, Robin knows that she has to have everything right now. Her tongue begins to move in earnest against Nami's cunt, enjoying the moans and whines that sound from above her as she eats Nami out, sucking on her clit and running her hands over as much skin as she possibly can. As she continues driving Nami wild, to the point that Robin can feel her thighs shaking under her touch, she feels Nami's lips against her stomach. Her kisses move over Robin's skin until her tongue finds Robin's clit and she begins to run it over her cunt, matching Robin's pace as she does. The sensation is amazing and Robin begins to thrust her hips up, chasing the pleasure, as Nami grinds down on her face. She can feel her orgasm building as Nami's fingers join her tongue, wanting to make Robin feel just as good as she does.
"Are you close?" Robin asks, pulling away from Nami for a second.
"Yes!" Nami cries as Robin's fingers continue to drive her wild.
"Come with me," Robin says before going right back to eating Nami out once again, this time moving her tongue faster than before.
It doesn't take much longer of Nami's fingers and tongue against her own cunt before Robin's orgasm hits her and she feels Nami's thighs trembling violently under her touch as she comes too. Robin keeps up the movement of her fingers and tongue until Nami practically collapses on top of her, shaking from overstimulation. Slowly the two of them come down from their high and Robin helps Nami off her so that she can pull her into a long, tongue heavy kiss and she moans into Nami's mouth as she tastes herself on Nami's tongue. Breath returning to normal the two of them slowly begin to re-dress, enjoying light touches and gentle caresses as treasures are stored back away in the chests where they belong and the room to its previous state before they make to part for the night.
"So," Nami says, a cheeky grin playing about her lips as she unlocks the treasure room door, "I was planning on coming back here tomorrow night."
"What a coincidence," Robin says, the implication of Nami's words not lost on her in the slightest, "I was too."
Leaning up on her tiptoes Nami presses a kiss to her lips. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."