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The sun had barely begun to set when Nami found herself sitting in the galley with a cup of tea. Sanji was finishing up the last of the dishes from dinner, and surprisingly it was turning out to be a peaceful night. Just the sounds of the crashing water against the side of the boat and shore filled the evening air.
It had been about two days since they docked on this small island. Just a fishing village that, thankfully, didn’t have any marine presence. The log pose still needed another day to reset so the crew had been taking turns going onto shore. Nami and Robin managed to go earlier and do some shopping, apparently Franky wanted to take her on a proper date in town so she wanted to pick up a few new things. Everyone else had found their own things to do throughout the day. Luffy wanted to explore as much as possible, dragging Usopp along no matter how much he pleaded that his ‘exploring unknown islands disease’ was acting up and couldn’t go. Brook had seen a poster for live music at a restaurant offering to take Chopper along with him since there was a medicine shop nearby and he could pick up supplies.
By the time everyone figured out plans and left, Nami was set for watch duty for the night. She debated on pawning it off on Sanji again‒ something she could do, and has done, easily‒ but ended up deciding against it. It would be nice to have a quiet night on the ship. Luckily he was kind enough anyway and volunteered to keep her company and make dinner.
He and Zoro had run to the markets earlier today to restock. Something must have happened though because they both came back yelling louder than usual, Zoro just dropped all the supplies in the middle of the kitchen and told Sanji to move them all by himself before disappearing back into town. She hadn’t asked what exactly happened yet, unsure of where they all stood at the moment.
A little over a month had passed since they slept together, and while Nami wanted to just continue as normal, there was a certain awkwardness that Sanji seemed to carry when it was just the three of them. Around the rest of the crew it was fine, nothing seemed out of the ordinary and their interactions carried on. But once it was just her, Sanji, and Zoro, there was a stiffness that settled over him for some reason. Perhaps he could have regretted that night, but it’s not like they could just go back in time and fix it. Or maybe he didn’t like the idea that she knew that he and Zoro were sleeping together, but it's not like he would listen to her if she said that they were actually perfect for each other. Even though they were at each other's throats all the time.
Either way, she decided to not pursue anything else until he figured his shit out.
As she sat at the counter, making idle conversation as Sanji cooked, heavy boots thudded on the ground outside. Obviously Zoro must have made it back to the ship, no one else sounded quite as steady in their steps as he did. There was no pause but the way that Sanji cast a sidelong glance towards the door was evidence enough he had heard. When the door finally opened, Nami got a good look at Zoro.
His usual confidence and bravado wasn’t there, instead it was replaced by uncertainty lingering in his expression. Almost as if he was worried, over what she wasn’t certain of. All she knew is whatever awkwardness that had happened between them earlier today was probably going to be coming to a head very quickly.
“Cook?” Zoro set down a bottle of sake on the counter as he approached, but Sanji didn’t turn from the dishes he was finishing up. He looked over at Nami, a silent confirmation that she was witnessing his actions.
After a moment of no response, Zoro growled in frustration and rounded the counter. With no hesitation, Zoro clasped his hand around Sanji’s arm, spinning him around so they could face each other. Just as Sanji looked like he was about to start yelling, Zoro crushed his mouth against his.
There was a moment of surprise where Nami had thought she would need to leave before a real fight broke out. But Sanji melted into it just as quickly. Fingers sinking into green hair as Sanji clung to him. Zoro crowded him against the counter.
Before Nami could move from her spot, they broke apart.
“What the hell Marimo?” Sanji sounded more breathless then she thought he would be. “After the bullshit you pulled, what makes you think-”
Zoro cut him off with another kiss. Nami was surprised that Sanji hadn’t tried to kick him yet.
“I was thinking.” Zoro broke the kiss, moved to trail feather light kisses along Sanji’s neck. “It’s just the three of us on board tonight.”
When Zoro looked over at Nami, he just raised an eyebrow inquisitively. There was something off about it though. Out of the three of them, the last person she expected to ask for a repeat would have been Zoro. Based on their previous time together, he was obviously more into Sanji than her. But the hopeful look in his expression spoke of something else. Her curiosity got the better of her.
“In that case, It’d be a shame to waste it. What do you think, Sanji?” She let her voice become a little singsongy at his name, knowing that he could never resist it.
“Yeah…” He swallowed and looked between the two of them. “I just need to finish the dishes first.”
“Meet us in the aquarium.” Zoro took a few steps back before snagging Nami’s arm to lead her in that direction. “Don’t take too long curls or else I may have to get her off without you.”
A string of curses could be heard as the pair entered the aquarium. The dark blue light that poured in from the water and glass always made it feel so cozy. Zoro stopped in the center of the room, facing Nami but didn’t say anything else. Hell, he even let go of her arm and was just standing a little awkward in front of her.
“Sorry to drag you into this.” Zoro finally said.
“Mind explaining what is going on?”
“Me and the cook got into a fight today.” Zoro sighed. “I think I really messed up.”
That was a first, Zoro openly admitting that he did something wrong.
“What did you do?” Nami asked.
“Nothing today, just our usual fights.” Zoro looked down at the floor, not wanting to make eye contact with her. “I messed up when I agreed to that threesome.”
“Are you saying it's my fault?” The nerve of him! It was his idea in the first place.
“It’s just that we haven’t been together since that night.” There was something sad about Zoro’s expression, although he really tried to hide it. “I figured since he got to sleep with you, he’s not interested in me anymore.”
“Zoro,” Nami reached out to cup his cheek, it was heartbreaking to hear him so crestfallen. “Then why tonight? Why don’t you just talk to him?”
Zoro shook his head. “It’s fine. I knew that we could never… If I can share at least a small part of him with you, then I’ll be fine.”
“Talk to him.” Nami kept her voice even. But after her conversation with Robin, they both knew that these two were in love with each other. If they actually sat down and talked it over, then they would be able to see it.
“Doesn’t matter.” Zoro shrugged before looking towards the door they just came through.
Without warning, Zoro kissed her. His lips were firm and unrelenting, which only made Nami melt into it. She could feel his strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her against him. When she felt his hands glide down to cup her ass, Nami gasped. Zoro dipped his tongue inside as he pulled her hips closer, grinding his half hard dick into her.
“Starting without me?” Sanji’s voice purred from behind Nami, and before she could say anything else he pressed himself against her back. Dropping small kisses along her neck.
Zoro finally broke the kiss.
“Took you long enough, cook.” Zoro’s smile was sharp. Something that Nami has noticed seemed to be reserved for whenever he fought with Sanji. “Was beginning to think I’d have to take care of your precious Nami without you.”
Sanji scoffed. “Like you would know how to take care of a precious woman.”
“Wanna bet?” Zoro cocked an eyebrow.
It seemed as if Sanji was contemplating something, but allowed his hands to drag across Nami’s body. He cupped each of her breasts in his hands, thumbing her nipples through her shirt just enough to make Nami whimper. “You really think so, Marimo?”
Sanji expertly unhooked her bra and pulled her shirt off, which she made no protest for. Last time it was worth it to let these two bicker amongst each other since she was the only real winner in the end. Zoro sucked on her collarbone as Sanji continued to press soft kisses along the back of her neck. The two working on her was enough to make her head swim. Without realizing it, Sanji’s hands were hooked into her skirt, pulling it off.
Two of his fingers instantly found her folds, dipping inside to tease at her clit. Nami threw her head back with a gasp, pressing into Sanji whose dick was fully hard under his own clothes. She could feel it against her exposed skin. It was such a turn on to be the only one naked amongst the three of them. She felt so exposed, yet knew she was safe between them.
“Prove it.” Sanji’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts. She looked over her shoulder at Sanji trying to figure out what he was talking about, but realized his entire attention was on Zoro. “On your knees mossy.”
Surprisingly, he did just that. He dropped to his knees in front of her, Sanji singing his praises for listening so well. Sanji’s own hands couldn’t keep still, caressing across her stomach and down her thighs.
“Have you ever gone down on a woman before?” Sanji asked. Instead of saying anything Zoro looked down, shaking his head. “That’s okay. I’ll walk you through it.”
Nami was surprised by that admission. She figured Zoro had a preference for men, much like how she had a preference for women, but that didn’t mean she was entirely inexperienced with having sex with men. But it seemed like Zoro was. How many people had Zoro been with before Sanji? And was Nami the first woman he’d ever been with? She was a little honored he trusted her this much, but it also painted a clearer picture of what he said earlier.
Zoro was really in love with Sanji, and would force himself to be content with the scraps of affection thrown his way during their threesomes. Nami would file that away for later, she was starting to form a plan, but wanted to run it across Robin before acting on it.
Sanji’s fingers dipped into her cunt again, ripping her away from her thoughts. He circled her clit, feather light, just enough to tease, pulling a whine from her.
“I want you to lick her.” Sanji’s voice was next to her ear, hooking his chin on Nami’s shoulder so he could have a clear view of Zoro on his knees in front of them. “From her hole to here.”
The moment Zoro’s tongue lapped at her, following the directions given, Nami tossed her head back on Sanji’s shoulder, gasping.
“Again, but use more pressure.” Sanji’s free hand cupped her breast, pinching and twisting at her nipple. This time with Zoro licking at her, the pressure was more intense. Electricity shot out, forcing a moan from her lips as she writhed against his tongue. “Good.”
Sanji’s hips were starting to grind into the cleft of her ass faintly, almost as if it were unintentional. When his fingers circled her clit, Nami jerked, it was a little too much too quickly. Her hands scrambled to find purchase, one clamping onto the arm holding her cunt open for Zoro, the other reaching back to grab onto Sanji’s hair.
“How’s she taste?” Sanji was panting so close to her ear.
“Sweet,” was Zoro’s reply.
“Too sweet for you?” Zoro shook his head at the question. “Perfect. Now, you’re going to swirl your tongue around her clit.”
Nami’s knees buckled when Sanji used his fingers to show Zoro how. The only reason she was still upright was because all her weight was back against him. His fingers teased at her clit, switching between small circles and rubbing back and forth. It only took a few moments before Nami was on the brink, getting closer to an orgasm. But before she could reach it, Sanji’s fingers pulled away.
“Alternate between the flat of your tongue, and the tip. Don’t let her know what's coming next.”
Zoro was far too good about listening to directions. His tongue swirled around Nami’s clit, sending bolts of pleasure from her pelvis to the rest of her body. Nami gasped as he kissed her swollen clit before sealing his mouth over it. Licking with such fervor that there was no way she wasn’t going to come quickly.
Sanji, on the other hand, kept teasing her nipple. Dropping kisses along her neck, and grinding into her sinfully.
There was no way this could actually be Zoro’s first time eating a woman out. His tongue was too skillful, too confident, for someone with no experience. He swirled around her clit, adding more pressure each time, bringing Nami closer to the edge.
“He looks so good like this right?” Sanji asked, licking a stripe up her neck. “I love when he’s so obedient like this. I can do anything, fuck his mouth, tie him up and tease him until he’s begging to be stuffed full of my cock. So pliant.”
“Is that what you want?” Nami breathed. “To fuck him like this?”
“You have no idea my sweet.” Sanji continued to grind into her, forcing her hips more into Zoro’s mouth. “Seeing the two of you like this is a dream come true. But we promised last time to take care of you.”
Sanji sucked on her earlobe right as Zoro did the same. His mouth was sealed over her clit, sucking gently as his tongue rubbed with just enough pressure. Nami screamed as her whole body shuddered with the overwhelming rush of pleasure from an orgasm she wasn’t expecting so soon. Her entire body tensed as her cunt clenched down and a wave of ecstasy washed over her.
“We got you.” Sanji whispered in her ear, still rolling her nipple between his fingers which only added to the stimulation. Zoro’s tongue slowed down before he pulled away entirely. His entire mouth was covered in her juices, glistening in the low light of the aquarium.
“You did so good, Zoro.” Sanji praised. “Don’t you agree dear?”
Nami nodded her head, trying to regain her breath.
“But he shouldn’t be the one to have all the fun, right?” Sanji continued, allowing his hand to smooth over her hip, palming one of her ass cheeks in his hand for a moment, before bringing it between her legs. Two fingers sank into her hole without warning, making Nami moan at the breach. With one orgasm already, her entire body was still tingling from the release, this small amount of penetration felt like too much already. But she wanted more.
Last time, she had the chance to fuck them both. This time she wasn’t sure what the plan was but hopefully she’d get the chance again.
“What do you say Nami?” Sanji pulled out, leaving her empty and wanting, before trailing his wet fingers between the cleft of her ass. “Want both of us to have fun with you? Zoro can take the front, and I’ll take the back.”
Sanji swirled his finger around her rim, barely pressing inside. This wasn’t something Nami had done before. She was a little nervous to agree, but it sounded too good to pass up. Being fucked one at a time was incredible so she could only imagine what it would be like to be stuffed full of both dicks.
“Yes,” Nami panted. “But be careful, I’ve never…” She didn’t need to finish the sentence but Sanji understood anyway.
“Of course, my sweet. We’ll take care of you.”
Sanji scrambled out of his button down and tie, tossing them to the floor carelessly, before he too dropped to his knees.When Nami felt the firm press of a hand on the underside of her leg, she looked down. Sanji helped hook one leg over Zoro’s shoulder, who looked back up at her, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
There was the sound of a bottle being opened, which Nami assumed would be lube that Sanji brought with him. Where he got it she wasn’t sure, perhaps he made a detour to pick up supplies when he finished with the dishes.
Zoro leaned back in, flicking his tongue confidently around her clit. Everything was still so sensitive, and she couldn’t help but rock her hips into his mouth. She could feel Sanji’s fingers tease around her rim, slick with lube, but didn’t push in just yet. When Zoro’s fingers sunk into her cunt, Nami moaned, they were thick and pressed in just the right spot to send a shiver down her spine.
At that moment she could feel Sanji’s tongue lick her rim, tracing circles, as he sank one finger inside. While the stretch wasn’t something she was used to, it wasn’t entirely bad. And the fact that Sanji just continued to lick at her hole, tongue dipping alongside his finger on occasion. It was almost overwhelming, both men’s attention in her was keeping her right on the edge.
When she relaxed a little, more used to the single finger side, Sanji slipped another. This stretch was a little more, and she couldn’t control the gasp that escaped her mouth. Her legs were already unsteady from earlier, and with this she felt like she was about to collapse. But allowing one leg on Zoro’s shoulder was helping her stay steady, she put more weight on it just as his free hand came up and planted firmly on top of her thigh. One of her hands was placed on Zoro’s other shoulder to help keep her steady, while the other dug into the strands of his hair.
“How are you feeling Nami dear?” Sanji didn’t remove his fingers, but did pull back his mouth enough to talk.
“Uh huh.” Was all Nami could respond with. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth and her head was swimming too much to try and formulate any coherent thoughts.
“Think you can handle another finger?” Sanji asked, Nami only had the wherewithal to nod and hoped that he could see it. Apparently he was able to since he kissed the small of her back affectionately.
Sanji brought his own freehand up to place it on top of Zoro’s. They must be able to communicate silently in some way because the moment that Sanji added a third finger, so did Zoro.
Nami cried out as both her cunt and ass were being stretched in tandem. They still continued to eat her out from both sides as their fingers thrust into her.
She lost track of time as neither of them even tried to slow down. Her hips rocked instinctively chasing both mouths, she would press forward onto Zoro’s tongue which lapped at her clit before back into Sanji dipping his tongue into her opening. It was too much but at the same time, not nearly enough since each time she was close to reaching her peak again, Sanji squeezed Zoro’s hand which still rested on her thigh, and he would stop for a moment. It seemed as if she wasn’t allowed to cum again just yet, which was starting to irritate her. Finally after what felt like an eternity of torture, Sanji slipped his fingers free. Zoro’s followed soon after.
Behind her, it sounded like Sanji was shuffling through his pockets. He passed something to Zoro before the sound of condom wrappers being opened was heard. Both moved a little as they were discarding the last of their clothes. She was thankful that someone thought to be responsible because she was not prepared for her night to go this way.
Zoro was the first to stand, using his arms, he hooked both her legs in the crook of his elbows and stood. Nami scrambled to wrap her arms around his neck so she wouldn’t fall over. This left her in the position of each leg being hooked over each of Zoro’s arms while pressed chest to chest with him. She was entirely spread open and exposed as Sanji pressed himself into her back. He also added his own arms under her legs to give her a fighting chance against gravity trying to pull her back to the floor.
“We’ll go easy, Zoro first then myself.” Sanji pressed feather light kisses to the back of her neck. “If it's too much, tell us to stop and we will.”
They did in fact follow that same order. Zoro’s cock pressed at her entrance before slipping inside. Even though she was stretched from the fingers earlier, his cock was so much bigger and filled her cunt fully. The moment he was seated inside, hips pressed flush together, Sanji pressed at her back. She could feel the heat of dick pressed into her, not by much.
“Relax.” Zoro leaned forward. “The cook will take care of you.”
Those words actually did help, these two have always shown that she could trust them. Sanji would make sure that this wouldn’t hurt. Zoro leaned forward, kissing her gently, he slipped his tongue inside allowing her to get lost in the sensation of being consumed by him. She could taste herself on this tongue which made her head spin with want. Sanji slowly pressed inside, the stretch was so much more than she had anticipated. But being surrounded by both of them felt comforting.
Zoro continued kissing her breathlessly, as Sanji inched more and more inside. He paused long enough for her body to adjust before continuing. The more he pushed inside her, the less coherent she was becoming. Her lips had gone almost entirely slack as Zoro licked into her mouth. It felt as if she could cum just from being filled by both of them, right on the edge but never pushing over.
The moment his hips were pressed flush against hers, Nami let out a shudder as she was stuffed full. This was so much more than she had ever felt in her life. Both Sanji and Zoro filling her from both ends was indescribable. Their warmth surrounded her, consuming her every thought, as her body adjusted to the two dicks pressed deeply inside her.
Light kisses were placed along her shoulder as Sanji nuzzled into her neck.
“You are doing so well.” He murmured into her skin. “Right mossy?”
“Yeah,” Zoro kissed her neck. There was a moment where both of them were pressed so close against her, they could easily kiss each other, but for some reason they didn’t. Zoro pulled back, tightening his grip on her legs a little.
That was when Zoro started to move. His hips pulled back and thrust into her, snapping quickly. Nami allowed her head to fall back in a gasp. He never let up, continuing to fuck into her cunt as Sanji was gently tracing his lips over whatever skin he could reach.
The juxtaposition between the sweetness from Sanji behind her, and the harsh snap of hips from Zoro in front was too much. But there was nothing that she could do, being essentially trapped between them. With both of their chests pressing against her, Nami couldn’t even move. She was nothing but a toy to be used by them.
When Sanji started to move, Nami felt like she was going to pass out. It was too much. Both men fucking into her, stretching her full to bursting. Zoro was still thrusting into her harshly, whereas Sanji’s pace was more relaxed, rolling his hips into her. It took everything in her to try and catch her breath, gasping as her pleasure ratcheted higher with each passing moment.
“Fuck.” Nami panted trying to maintain her grip around Zoro’s neck but even she could feel it starting to fail. When Sanji finally picked up the pace, almost matching Zoro’s but not quite, she whimpered. “I’m so close.”
It didn’t take too much longer after that. Having both dicks inside pressed deep into her walls was enough to bring her to the brink of another orgasm. Neither deviated from their current pace, and the build up low in her pelvis brought the inevitable. She came with a scream, breathing shuttering, and what felt like a gush of fluids as her holes fluttered around both cocks. Small spasms ran through her body as she worked through her orgasm, lasting much longer than normal.
Her arms were the first to give, falling uselessly to her sides, both men tensed as they held her limp weight into the air.
“You did so good.” Sanji whispered to her ear. “Need us to stop or can we bring you to the couch and finish?”
They were both still hard and buried inside her. While she knew that if she said no, they obviously would, but she didn’t want to be disconnected from them just yet. She nodded her head, but was disappointed when they pulled out and helped place her legs onto the ground. Her wetness was seeping down her legs and she found she was unable to move, legs trembling a little too much.
Zoro stepped in, picking her up bridal style to carry her over to the bench. It didn’t take too much shuffling, but ultimately ended up laying flat on his back as Nami straddled his hip. He helped guide her to sink down on his dick, filling her cunt once again.
“You’re so wet Nami.” Zoro groaned as she slowly lowered herself. It was a little too overstimulating, but felt wonderful at the same time.
“I think we may have gotten her to squirt before.” Sanji’s fingers ran up the length of her spine, forcing her to bend forward until she was pressed flush against Zoro. “I think I can get her to do it again.”
“Who said it was you that did it in the first place.” Zoro teased, his smile starting to come back slightly. “I was the one in her pussy, she obviously came because of me. You were far too gentle to get her to finish.”
“Bastard.” Sanji kneeled behind her, forcing Zoro’s legs apart slightly so he could fit. “You know first hand how I can fuck, I didn’t want to hurt my sweet Nami.”
“She can take it. Right?” Zoro reached up to bury his fingers into her hair, gently scraping her scalp. Nami damn near purred at that, nodding enthusiastically. She really wanted to see how far they would go.
Sanji lined himself up with her rim, and pressed back inside in one fluid glide. Nami’s eyes rolled back as he pressed himself flush against her ass. Without waiting for adjustment this time, Sanji picked up the pace from before, slamming into her. From this position her entire body rocked whenever Sanji’s hips snapped into her, forcing her clit to rub against Zoro’s pelvis.
“Fuck yes.” Nami practically screamed as Sanji snapped his hips into her repeatedly. It was so much harder than anything she had had before, Sanji using the power in his legs to fuck her. Zoro was trapped underneath, unable to move much due to the bench he was on. But he rocked his hips into her cunt, trying to meet Sanji’s thrusts in equal measure.
“I can feel you inside her, cook.” Zoro moaned, fingers digging into Nami’s thighs. “Fuck, its incredible.”
“Yeah.” Sanji’s voice was higher pitched as he basically whined that word. “I can feel you too. Both of you, its so fucking good.”
Nami could feel Sanji’s hands sliding between their bodies, one hand coming up to cup her chest, circling her nipple. The other looked as if it were doing the same to one of Zoro’s pecs. There was no denying that Sanji was a chest man, and it looked as if he didn’t discriminate which kind either. Instead he was groping both of them, teasing their nipples and making them moan at practically the same time.
“So good.” Sanji was practically rutting into her, rocking her against Zoro who was stuffed inside trying to do the same. This time, when Sanji hooked his head over her shoulder he was able to kiss Zoro. She could hear the sounds of them kissing next to her ear, Zoro groaning as Sanji’s tongue slipped inside. “Fuck Zoro, I’m going to cum. I want you to come with me, please.”
“I will. Keep going.” Zoro moaned.
Nami had no choice but to be along for the ride. Even though she had just cum not too long ago, between both of them fucking into her, and the pressure against her clit, her orgasm was ineviable that this point. Zoro was the first to break, clenching his teeth with a hiss as Nami could feel him spilling inside the condom, still buried deep inside her. Sanji thrust a half dozen more times as he bit down on her neck, whining as he also came inside her. The sensation of both of them was enough for Nami to follow suit. Her orgasm this time was much more subdued. Holes clamping around both of them as the feeling of bliss washed over her.
She had no idea what happened next, the world started to get a little fuzzy and Nami collapsed against Zoro underneath her. Her head swam, and vaguely she could hear some type of conversation between Sanji and Zoro. By the time she regained awareness, her position had changed. She was lying on the floor, curled up against Sanji’s chest as he wrapped his arms around her.
This time Zoro was pressed up against her back, one draped over her waist with his hand resting on Sanji’s stomach. There were a couple towels not too far from where they were which meant that one of them probably had the bright idea to clean up.
“You did so well my dear.” Sanji ran one hand across her arm to soothe her. “You too mosshead.”
Nami could feel the arm underneath her reach out, probably running his fingers through Zoro’s hair as he pressed against her from behind.
This was the part where she wasn’t sure what to do next. It was warm and comfortable between them, but she wanted to find an excuse to leave so they could hopefully talk with each other.
“You know.” Nami’s voice felt scratchy. “I was supposed to have watch duty tonight.”
“This is a pretty quiet island.” Sanji assured her. “It should be fine without.”
While Nami was tempted to agree, and just fall asleep between them both. She wanted to give them a chance to be alone together. Once the crew came back, she knew that they would never have this conversation.
“Probably, but I’m not going to get in trouble if we get attacked.” The moment she tried to move, she winced. A dull ache shot up her spine, and her legs were refusing to cooperate. She wasn’t sure what noise she made, but both men helped her to lay back down. Telling her to take some time as rest first.
The three of them laid in silence for a few moments, there was an easy blanket of weariness that came over them. Honestly, she could easily drift off to sleep in this position, but she wasn’t sure how the crew would take it. While she didn’t care if the crew knew of their arrangement, after all it was just a physical relationship and she didn’t care for anything more than that with either of them, she wasn’t sure how the boys felt about that. So she made sure to stay awake, tracing soft circles on Sanji’s chest as Zoro nuzzled into the crook of her neck.
“I can take over the watch if you want.” Zoro offered, letting out a small yawn. “I’ll carry you to bed first.”
When Zoro stood up, Nami felt so much colder than before. Instinctively she cuddled into Sanji more, who had made no attempt to get up as well.
“I can take her, Mosshead.” Sanji answered, Nami was able to look over her shoulder to see Zoro partially dressed but pausing.
“Oh, I was hoping we could share that sake I brought.”
“Maybe next time.” Sanji looked away from him, eyes darting back to Nami. She had no clue what was happening here, and wasn’t sure if she should speak up or not. Even if it would be a struggle right now, she could make her own way back to bed to give them privacy, but Sanji refused to relinquish his hold on her. “I kind of want to stay with Nami-swan for a bit.”
Zoro clicked his tongue in response. “Fine.”
His tone was bitter and sharp, as if he was trying to hide any emotion in his voice. The sounds of swords clicking against each other, and those heavy boot steps was the only indication he left. Nami looked back up at Sanji, who was staring at the ceiling this time around, avoiding her eye contact. It was obvious to see the tears welling up in his eyes, even if he didn’t allow them to fall.
“Sanji, what is going on?” She tried to sit up a little, but he just pulled her tighter against him. Hands trembling where they were wrapped around her.
“I think I made a mistake, Nami.”