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The fight against Aokiji could hardly be called that. It was a one-sided curb stomping that saw the Straw Hat crew barely escaping with their lives. But two of them weren't so lucky.
The Marine Admiral had departed after being outsmarted by the young captain, having been goaded into a one-on-one fight. If he went after the stragglers, he would have been a hypocrite of the highest order. He would have to be satisfied with dispatching his two highest priorities: Demon Child Nico Robin and Captain Straw Hat Luffy.
The pair only survived thanks to the ingenuity of the young Dr. Chopper. He thawed out their bodies and those of the other affected crewmembers. Sanji and Zoro recovered quickly, but Luffy and Robin were prescribed several days of bed rest and even more blankets. Presently, the two were huddled in Merry’s galley, seated on a pair of mattresses pulled from storage, bundled in blankets like cozy little bugs, but still violently shivering.
The galley door slowly pushed open, revealing a short bob of orange hair. “Hey guys,” Nami said softly, peeking in. “I just wanted to see how the two of you were doing.” She stepped into the room, closing the door softly behind her.
“Cold,” Luffy's teeth chattered too hard to speak properly. “Nami. Warm.” He extended his arms as far as the blankets would allow.
Nami's smile carried even more warmth. “Of course,” she said, carefully pulling his piled blankets aside to crawl in with him. Luffy had brought so much light into her life. How could she not fall in love with him? Snuggling up together under the blankets was the least she could do for her boyfriend and captain.
But the last thing she was expecting was his hands darting out to unbuckle her belt.
“Luffy!” Nami cried, smacking his hands away. “What the hell are you doing?!”
Luffy tucked his hands into his armpits, still shivering even as he pouted. “Not horny,” he insisted. “Survival. Skin-to-skin. Best warm.”
“Stop talking like a caveman,” his girlfriend frowned, earning a polite laugh from the other woman in the room.
“He's right, you know,” Robin offered, those baby blue eyes boring straight into Nami's soul. “It is remarkably efficient.”
Gritting her teeth, Nami looked down at her shivering boyfriend. He was usually so vibrant and larger than life. But now, he looked small and weak. And that did something for her. “Fine…” she grumbled, unbuckling her belt herself and slipping it free from the loops of her skirt. Luffy reached out to help again, but once more, she smacked his hands away. “Don't rush me,” she snapped, glaring at him, desperately trying to ignore the second set of eyes watching her from the other mattress.
With a sigh, she began to remove her clothing, piece by piece. First went her jacket, then her top, revealing a black bra: functional but form-fitting. Her skin was smooth with a light dusting of freckles across her collarbone and the tops of her breasts. Her hips and legs were exposed as she shimmied out of her skirt, leaving her in just her underwear.
Robin watched with a slight raise of her eyebrow, curious to see how far Nami would go. Nami glanced at her, feeling a bit self-conscious, before turning back to Luffy. With a determined nod, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall away. Her large, perky breasts sprang free, the rosy peaks already hardened from the chill in the air. The soft, pillowy mounds bounced slightly as she leaned down to remove her panties, baring her toned, slender legs and the junction between them. Short, stubbly hairs poked from the top of her mound. Luffy had asked her to grow out her bush only a week earlier. Something she was happy to oblige. Less shaving was always welcome.
Nami blushed even harder as she noticed Luffy's gaze roaming over her naked form. She quickly slid under the blanket with him, pressing her bare skin against his. Only to discover he himself was already nude. The sudden contact made Luffy gasp, and Nami felt a thrill run through her at the intimate embrace. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as she rubbed his back and sides, trying to share her body heat.
"That better?" Nami asked softly, her voice slightly breathless. She nuzzled into Luffy's neck, breathing in his scent as she held him close, determined to warm him up with her naked body.
“So much,” Luffy moaned, wrapping his arms around the woman he loved. He caught Nami off guard by whipping his head to the other woman in the room. “Robin! You gotta get in on this!”
“Luffy!” Nami screeched, yanking on his ears and stretching them out. “Don't ask another woman to get naked! Not while I'm here!” She gestured to their nude pelvises pressing together. Then blushed when she realized her mistake, “Or at all! Robin, you don't have to-”
Robin's clothes were already tossed haphazardly aside, and two sets of arms sprouting from her back were removing her bra and panties. They were a lacy, ivory-white set, and they contrasted beautifully with her darker skin tone. Nami stared openly as the only other woman on their crew stripped naked right in front of her and her man. And she couldn't help but compare herself to Robin's mature beauty.
Unlike Nami's full, perky mounds, Robin's breasts were heavier and more mature, with dark areolas and nipples that had pebbled from the cold. Her skin was a rich, warm brown thanks to her extended time under the Alabasta sun, a stark contrast to Nami's fairer complexion. Robin's body was a symphony of womanly curves and soft, supple flesh. Her waist was trim and defined, flaring out to wide, childbearing hips and a round, toned rear. A neatly trimmed patch of dark curls rested at the apex of her thighs, and Nami nearly broke her neck looking away from her friend's vagina.
Her fingers trailed across the edge of Luffy's heavy pile of blankets, her voice soft and playful, “Permission to come aboard, Captain?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Luffy nodded wildly. “Hurry up! Don't freeze!” An arm snaked and stretched out from under the blankets to snatch up Robin's discarded set. This would not be a blanket fort. This would be a blanket tomb.
Slipping under the covers, Robin straddled Luffy's leg while Nami scooted aside to place herself over the other. The poor girl barely had any time to think about the fact that a beautiful, nude woman's hips were brushing against her equally bare thigh when her boyfriend wrapped his arms around the two of them, pulling them tight against his chest. “So waaaaarm…” he sighed, settling in properly with his companions.
“Much better,” Robin agreed, and sure enough, the shivering was in the past. “Thank you.”
“Uh huh,” Nami squeaked, feeling a surge of panic rising in her chest as she found herself pressed naked against Robin, with no clothes as a barrier between their bare skin. She had never been in such an intimate situation with another woman before, especially not one as confidently sensual as Robin. Nami's heart began to race, and it wasn't because of her boyfriend.
As Robin's soft, warm curves molded against her side, Nami felt a flutter of anxiety mixed with an unfamiliar spark of... something else. She didn't understand these feelings stirring inside her. Nami had always been attracted to men, and she was Luffy's girlfriend. But now, with Robin's naked body radiating heat against her own, Nami couldn't help but notice the way their bare breasts touched, or how Robin's arm wrapped possessively around her waist, fingers lightly dancing across her hip.
Nami's mind raced with confused thoughts. Was this considered cheating if she felt a flicker of... of whatever this was? Attraction? Curiosity? Nami didn't know. She had never been in this position before. Her cheeks flushed hotly as she glanced at Luffy, then at Robin, then back to Luffy again, her brown eyes wide with a mix of emotions. Concern. Embarrassment. A hint of something more. She bit her lower lip, not knowing how to express what she was feeling. Part of her wanted to pull away to regain some sense of propriety. But another part of her, a part she had never acknowledged before, was intrigued by this new experience.
“Hm?” Luffy cocked his head, clocking Nami's flushed face and darting eyes. A normal man might have been concerned for her discomfort. A lesser man might have been upset by her apparent interest in someone else. But Luffy was neither of those. He moved his head around until he had his girlfriend's eyes locked on him and softly asked, “Is Nami horny?”
“Wha-?” she sputtered, completely blindsided. “No, I'm-”
But before Nami could say more, Luffy had already darted forward, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. “Lemme help…” he murmured into her mouth. His hands roamed over her naked curves, caressing and squeezing the soft flesh. Nami gasped into the kiss, her body instinctively arching into Luffy's touch.
Luffy took her gasp as encouragement, and he intensified his kisses, trailing his lips down her neck and across her collarbone. He nipped and suckled at her sensitive skin, leaving little marks in his wake. Nami could only whimper and moan softly, her body growing warmer by the second.
Nami's mind spun as Luffy's kisses left her breathless and flushed. She tried to gather her scrambled thoughts, but it was getting harder to think straight with each press of his lips against her bare skin. A small, traitorous part of her reveled in the new sensations in the way Robin's soft curves brushed against hers as Luffy pulled her closer. Her hips had a mind of their own, grinding her burning core along her boyfriend's leg.
Robin, seeming to sense Nami's inner turmoil, glanced over at her with a knowing, almost amused look in her dark eyes. She leaned in, her full lips curving into a smirk near Nami's ear. "Feeling flustered, are we?" Robin murmured, her voice a low, sultry purr. Her warm breath tickled Nami's neck, making her shiver. She trailed a finger up the younger woman's thigh, earning a delicious shudder.
Nami swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. She couldn't deny the heat building inside her, the way her body responded to Luffy's and Robin's touches. It was all so confusing and new, but undeniably intense. "I... I don't know what you're talking about," Nami managed to stammer out, but her voice lacked conviction.
“You've never been with another woman before, have you?” Robin asked, her fingers sliding down to the redhead's inner thigh. “You've never shared him with anyone? Not even your little princess?” She leaned in, teeth nipping at Nami's earlobe. “Greedy girl,” Robin whispered, laying the lightest of touches to the younger woman's aching clit.
Nami's brain shut off.
She stayed upright thanks to Luffy's hold on her, but her head lolled to the side, her face a deeper red than her hair. Robin gently grasped her chin, tilting her head from side to side. “Captain,” the older woman mused. “It appears Miss Navigator is in need of medical assistance. As our good doctor is absent, may I administer the procedure?”
Luffy cocked his head to the side. “Nami's sick?” he asked, taking a closer look at his girlfriend. “No, I know this face. She's just horny. I've seen her sick before, it's waaaaaay worse than this.”
“That may be, Captain,” Robin's face crept closer and closer. Nami didn't move away. She couldn't. Not only because Luffy was holding her so tightly, but because her body refused to listen to her commands. She stared into Robin's baby blues until she felt the older woman's breath ghost across her face. “I believe Miss Navigator is in desperate need of mouth-to-mouth.”
And with that, Nami had her first kiss with another woman.
Robin's lips were softer than Luffy's, her technique more skilled and deliberate. She took her time, exploring Nami's mouth with a gentle yet insistent pressure. Nami could feel the shape of Robin's lips, the way they fit perfectly against her own. It was a kiss that demanded a response, a kiss that made Nami's toes curl, and her breath hitch in her throat.
Nami's mind reeled as she compared the two kisses, the two sets of lips that had claimed hers. Luffy's kisses were passionate and enthusiastic, a rush of emotion and desire. Robin's kiss, on the other hand, was an experience unto itself - a sensual exploration that left Nami flustered and breathless.
With one arm pinned beneath Luffy's, only one of Nami's hands came up to rest on Robin's shoulder, unsure whether to push her away or pull her closer. She could feel the difference in their bodies. Robin's was softer, more mature, with curves that seemed to mold perfectly against her own. Nami's heart pounded as she realized she was comparing their bodies, their kisses, in a way she had never done before with anyone else.
Robin's tongue flicked out, tracing the seam of Nami's lips, and Nami gasped, her lips parting instinctively. Robin took advantage of this, her tongue delving into Nami's mouth to dance and twine with her own. Nami's eyes fluttered shut, a moan escaping her as she found herself lost in the sensation.
And just as quickly as it began, it all ended. Not because either woman pulled away or because Luffy shoved himself between them. No, Robin twirled her tongue around Nami's and sucked. Hard. The poor girl hadn't stood a chance.
Nami's brain overheated. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her face quickly faded from a burning red to a pale white. Robin blinked, still collected despite knocking a girl unconscious. “Oh my,” she softly laughed. “I think I broke her.”
Luffy looked his girlfriend over, his concern melting away in an instant. “Nah, she just got too much too fast,” he chuckled, smoothing out a few stray strands of orange hair. “She got like this our first time together. She’ll be fine in a few minutes.”
“I see,” Robin nodded, and the conversation stalled. She was having fun teasing Nami, but there was nothing she could do until the younger woman could react again. Now she was just naked on Luffy’s lap. A situation she frankly had never imagined she would be in, Nami’s inclusion notwithstanding.
Luffy patted out a beat on his thighs, unable to sit still as always. Robin noted his hand’s extreme proximity to her sex, but thought nothing of it. Luffy may have been sexually active with Nami, but he had been fairly respectful to both of them during this survival technique, all things considered. As far as she knew, he didn’t even have an erection despite having two beautiful women on his lap. With the amount of control he had over his body, perhaps he could manage his bloodflow? Either way, it wasn’t important. While she had her trust issues, she could at least rely on Luffy, of all people, not taking advantage of the situation. Not without asking at least.
After smacking his lips a few times to make some amount of noise and getting tired of every individual item in the galley, Luffy shifted his attention to Robin. “Wanna make out?” he asked, as if it were the most common thing in the world.
And there it was. “If you insist,” Robin shrugged, smiled, and leaned in.
Nami’s eyes fluttered open at the sound of Luffy’s voice. It took a second for her vision to focus, but when it did, she caught the very beginning of her boyfriend kissing another woman. A jolt of something electric shot through her body, settling as a strange, warm ache low in her belly. She couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing. Her Luffy, kissing someone else. It felt terrible.
But at the same time, Nami couldn’t deny the way her body reacted to the sight. Her heart raced, and she could feel a flush spreading across her skin, making her already bare flesh tingle. The sensation was unfamiliar but not entirely unwelcome, leaving her feeling confused and off-balance.
“Oh my god…” Nami breathed out, more to herself than the other two. She squirmed slightly, suddenly hyper-aware of every point where her naked skin touched Luffy’s or Robin’s. Her mind spun with a whirlwind of thoughts and feelings, all trying to make sense of this new situation.
‘Dammit, what is happening to me?’ she wondered internally, her cheeks burning hotly. She was simultaneously shocked, jealous, and… aroused? The sight of her boyfriend kissing another woman was stirring up feelings she had never experienced before, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable in more ways than one.
‘I still love Luffy. I’m still attracted to men.’ She went through her catalogue of known interests in her mind. ‘But I’m definitely attracted to Robin now. Is that just her or women in general? And am I interested in seeing Luffy with other women? Do I want to watch him fuck Robin? God, today is not the day to discover that I’m bi and a cuckqueen.’
As she sat through her uncomfortable self-discovery, Luffy and Robin were dealing with an issue of their own. Their kiss had started off tentatively, their lips meeting in a way that felt oddly awkward and unnatural. They paused for a moment, their eyes opening to meet each other’s gaze. In that moment, they both seemed to realize that this was not sitting right with them.
Instead of pulling away, however, they leaned in harder, their kiss turning more intense and passionate. Their lips moved against each other with a newfound fervor, as if trying to make up for the initial awkwardness. Robin’s fingers tangled in Luffy’s hair, while Luffy got a big handful of boob.
Despite the lack of connection, they kissed harder and harder, as if trying to force a reaction, a response, anything to make this feel right. They tangled their tongues together, their breath mingling, but still, that elusive spark refused to ignite.
After a long, tense minute of fruitless passion, they finally broke apart. A strand of saliva connected their frowns for a moment before breaking, snapping down around each of their chins. They stared at each other, their chests heaving, their eyes searching, trying to understand why it all felt so wrong.
“That was weird,” Luffy commented, stating the obvious. “I don’t like it.”
“...like kissing my brother,” Robin murmured, equally as upset by this turn of events.
Nami, mere inches away, felt a wave of relief course through her soul. At least she didn’t have to worry about Luffy dumping her for another woman. If they didn’t like kissing each other, she’d have to work pretty hard to get them to have sex WHY WAS SHE EVEN THINKING ABOUT THAT?!!?!?
Her comforted sigh turned into a squeak of panic when the noise brought her bedfellows' attention squarely on her. Two heads whipped in her direction, eyes locked onto her. Nami felt so unbelievably small under their intense gaze. Luffy’s grin stretched wide across his face while Robin’s was subtler, but no less devious. “More for Nami!” her boyfriend laughed, his fingers already lacing through the hair on the back of her head and pulling her in for more.
“NoooOOOOO-” Nami’s protest was cut off by her boyfriend’s lips, but her eyes were locked onto Robin. Why was the older woman leaning away? Why was she crossing her hands? WHY DID NAMI HAVE THREE TONGUES IN HER MOUTH?!
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Chopper padded quietly into the galley to check on his patients. It had been several hours since he had them bundled up, and he needed to check their temperatures. His little hooves clacked on the wooden floor, his attention drawn to a clipboard where he had written their previous temperatures. They were low, but steadily rising. He was confident that they would make a full recovery. It would just take time.
Standing at the foot of the pair of mattresses, the young doctor finally looked up at his patients. His eyes widened. Instead of two individually swaddled pirates, he found a trio. Clothes were strewn about the room. Blankets were packed tightly. Hair was wild and messy. Faces were flushed, but calm. Fast asleep.
Chopper stared at the sight, his pen clattering from his grip. “I… I can’t believe it…” he said, struck dumb by the trinity of naked flesh peeking from under the covers. “It’s so efficient!” he cheered. “Skin-to-skin is the best way to transfer body heat, but adding Nami into the equation gives them a higher starting point!”
He scrambled to pick up his pen and furiously scribbled down notes. Body positions, calculating temperatures, blanket thickness versus heat loss. On that note, he adjusted the blankets, covering up any bare patches to keep the heat from escaping. He gave each of his patients and the generous Nami a pat on the head before rushing out onto the main deck.
Sanji had been so concerned for Robin. He would be so happy to know just how well she was recovering!