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It had been a while since Nami had gotten laid.
Thinking back, Vivi had been the last person Nami had been with. Ever since leaving Alabasta the crew had really been too busy to really stop much anywhere long enough for her to pick someone up. Hell, even during two years of training she always had a packed day. Plus there weren't any viable options on the weather island.
She knew that she couldn’t have been the only one on the ship that felt this way, but no one else seemed to say anything. There were a few ideas swarming in her mind about potentially asking someone on the crew for a friends with benefits situation, but she wasn’t sure who.
Robin was her first choice, but it seemed like her and Franky had really hit things off. One night she ventured to bring the subject up late at night in the girls room about finding someone on the crew for this particular arrangement, Robin offered for her to join her and Franky sometime but she declined. There was no way she ever wanted to see Franky naked again.
Usopp was another person she thought about, they had gotten along really well and she was certain he would be good in bed, but he was very loyal to Kaya. There would be no way he would agree to sleep with Nami without feeling like he’d betrayed her. So she crossed him off her list. Sanji was another but she was far too concerned he would actually fall in love with her so that was a no go.
Obviously Brook and Chopper weren’t an option.
Luffy wasn’t even a consideration. While he was sweet and Nami could admit he was attractive to look at, it felt like she was trying to bribe the captain by sleeping with him. While she didn’t think the crew would take it as that, she didn’t want to risk it anyway. And Luffy never seemed interested in anyone so he probably wouldn’t even understand what she was asking for if she tried to bring it up with him.
So that just left Zoro.
While Zoro was great to look at, even Nami would admit she often watched as he worked out on deck, eyes tracking the lines of muscles as he lifted weights. She wasn’t entirely sure if he would be interested in that kind of arrangement either. Zoro had never really seemed to care for anyone, regardless of gender, so she wasn’t sure what that meant for his preferences.
Although she had noticed on the last island they restocked at. Zoro’s eye lingered a little too long on a particularly beautiful face at one of the stalls. Nami couldn’t tell if that person was a man or woman but Zoro didn’t seem to care. That, at least, gave her some hope that this idea could work out.
After a few weeks of debate, Nami figured there couldn’t really be any harm in at least broaching the subject. Worse case, he wasn’t interested and she could move on. Zoro wasn’t the type of guy to make things awkward, he’d probably forget about the whole thing as soon as she left anyway.
After dinner one night, when the rest of the crew seemed to be occupied with their own tasks. Nami slipped up to the crowsnest after Zoro had left to meditate. When she opened the hatch, Zoro was leaning against the bench, eyes closed and lost in thought. She let the door close a little harder than normal, just to alert him that she was here. Zoro had no issues reacting when startled, she had seen Usopp get tackled far too often when he tried to wake him up abruptly.
For a moment, when he opened his eyes, he wore a sly smirk but it transformed to confusion when he saw Nami standing there.
“What do you want, witch?” A frown pulled at his lips.
“Really Zoro? I came here for your help and that’s how you're going to treat me?”
“My help with what?” He asked cautiously.
“Um, meditation.” Nami didn’t know how to actually bring up the subject. “I have a lot on my mind and I heard that meditation can be helpful with that sort of stuff.”
Zoro shrugged and nodded towards the empty space next to him. Taking it as an invitation, Nami sat down crossed legged next to Zoro and waited.
She was right when she said there was too much on her mind. Nami was trying to figure out how to bring the subject up with him without making her seem desperate. Although with how long it had been she was starting to feel that way.
“You need to relax, I can feel you working yourself up from here.” Zoro didn’t bother to look at her.
“Yeah well I don’t really know what I’m doing.”
“Focus on your breath. Trace the path in your mind of the inhale and exhale, eventually everything will clear up.”
So she did just that. Nami imagined the air entering through her nose on the inhale, as it was held in her lung for a few moments, and exhaled out of her mouth. The pair did that in relative silence, and Nami actually found she lost track of the time. Her rampant thoughts started to feel more fleeting as she focused on just her breath. Feeling much more at ease than when she entered, she decided to finally talk to Zoro.
“So Zoro,” Nami cracked her eyes open to look at him, sitting as if she didn’t just call for him. “Do you ever feel lonely when we are at sea?”
“Not really.” He shrugged. “It's hard to be alone with how close our crew is.”
“Yeah, but like when was the last time you were with someone?”
He finally opened her eyes to look at her. “I don’t understand, you’re with me right now.”
“That’s not what I meant, idiot. When was the last time you were intimate with someone?” Nami watched as the meaning sunk in. At first the confused expression lingered but eventually understanding dawned on him as the tips of his ears turned slightly pink.
“Why do you want to know?”
He was evading the question for some reason, she really hoped it wasn’t because he was still a virgin. That wasn’t something Nami had planned for and had no intention of being his first. It may be time to go back to the drawing board with this plan.
“Just wondering. It's been a while for me and I was starting to think about finding someone for a no strings attached kinda thing.”
“So why are you… oh.”
“I just thought that maybe it could be a mutually beneficial thing.” Zoro looked like he wanted to say something but Nami cut him off worrying about what his answer would be. “Of course you can say no, it's no big deal.”
Before Zoro had a chance to say anything else, the hatch to the door swung open. Nami watched as a mess of blonde hair peaked through the entrance, followed by the familiar smell of tobacco. Sanji clamored through the door, bottle of sake in one hand, muttering under his breath.
“I swear Marimo, if you’re-” He paused and looked between Zoro and Nami. “Nami-swan, what are you doing here? Is the shitty swordsman being rude to you?”
“I just stopped by to talk to Zoro. Don’t worry about it, Sanji-kun.” She reassured him. Now that someone else had shown up, Nami figured it would be best to leave. Perhaps try again some other time.
“Relax Cook, me and Nami were just talking.” Zoro’s smile turned dark as he looked between Sanji and her. “In fact, I think she may be here for the same reason you are.”
“How dare you imply something so crude about my sweet Nami.” Sanji glared at him before stamping the cigarette under his shoe. “You are so-”
“What do you mean by the same reason?” Nami cut Sanji off before he could get further in his rant. “Wait, are you two sleeping together?”
Sanji’s face turned scarlet whereas Zoro looked infinitely pleased with himself.
“I can explain.” Sanji blurted. He opened his mouth a few times making a string of syllables but nothing made sense.
“Can it, Cook.” Sanji’s mouth snapped shut. “Are you just jealous that Nami came to me when she needed to get off instead of you?”
Sanji glared at him but didn’t say anything in response. Was he actually jealous? That thought made Nami feel bad, sure she figured that he would probably jump at the chance to spend the night with her, but she didn’t want to risk him getting caught in his feelings. But if he was able to sleep with Zoro and not act any differently around him, then perhaps she may have been wrong.
“As you can see Nami,” Zoro turned back to look at her. “I’m already spoken for. But if you don’t mind us as a set, I think we can agree to your arrangement.”
She thought about it for a moment. It didn’t sound like a bad proposition, she had no idea how either of them were in bed but between the two of them odds were pretty good they could get her off. And there were really no other options on board, she could wait until the next island and find someone but that was way more work then what was being offered here.
“Is that okay, Sanji-kun?” Nami wanted to make sure they both agreed to this. It was clear what Zoro’s answer was, so she just needed to confirm with Sanji.
“Anything you want Nami-swan.”
“That’s not what she’s asking, Cook.” Zoro interrupted. “I already know that you would agree to anything Nami wants because you want to make her happy. But we need to know that this is what you want too.”
“How sweet, mosshead, so worried about my consent.” Sanji teased but there was a soft smile on his face. “Of course, I wouldn’t pass up a chance to have both of you.”
Before Nami could say anything else, she could feel Zoro’s hands around her waist, pulling her across his lap. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around his neck so she could hold on in case he moved. His chest was warm and firm pressed against her. One hand found its way on Nami’s leg, sliding up her thigh. Zoro’s hand was rough, years of practice with the sword made them a deadly tool. Something about him using them so gently against her skin was driving her mad.
“Since you came to me first, I only think it’s fair that I get you first.” His hand traveled further up, resting on her waist as Zoro leaned down.
It was very surprising how soft Zoro’s lips were against her own. Nami kissed back, it had been so long since she had been with someone that even the firm press of his lips was enough for her body to start reacting. When she felt his hand traveling up her stomach to cup her breast, she gasped against his mouth. Taking the opportunity, Zoro slipped his tongue inside. He was rather skillful, which should have been evident with how much he is able to talk with a sword in his mouth.
The fabric covering her breast was pushed to the side to give Zoro access, his fingers teased her nipple causing her to sigh. He kissed along her neck and his fingers continued to play with her. When Zoro finally leaned down enough to take the nipple into his mouth and suck gently, Nami whimpered and there was a loud thunk sound.
Both looked over at Sanji, who evidently dropped the bottle of sake, thankfully it remained unshattered, and instead was using both hands to hold what looked to be his pocket square to his nose, a tickle of blood fell from the cloth.
“Turned on already, love cook?” Zoro licked his lips as Sanji just flipped him off. “What do you say Nami, want to give him a show?”
Nami nodded. She could see why Zoro loved to irritate Sanji, he got so easily worked up. And if she was the one that benefited from whatever stupid competition they had with each other, then she was fine with it.
“Don’t move.” Zoro ordered Sanji who just narrowed his eyes but seemed to obey.
Zoro easily re-positioned her, strong hands gripping her waist and thighs to have her straddling his lap, but facing Sanji. Her back was pressed firmly against Zoro’s chest, her eyes tracked Sanji’s movements. The subtle shift in his feet like he wanted to walk closer but restrained himself. His expression was filled with hunger, even with the fabric held to his face to stop the bleeding. She could feel Zoro pulling at the strings of her bikini top, eventually it fell away exposing her to the cool air.
She leaned back against his chest, as Zoro used one hand to cup her breast against, toying with her nipple as Sanji’s eyes widened at the display, letting out a long whine. The other free hand found its way to her thigh, lightly scraping nails against the soft skin of her inner thigh. She could feel her wetness already starting to soak into her panties just from these soft touches.
Just as he started to scrape a little harder, his tongue darted out to lick up her neck before biting down. Nami gasped at the rougher treatment. Reaching back to tangle her fingers into his hair, Nami relished in the pain-pleasure mixture that Zoro treated her with. He licked over the bite mark, kissing and sucking her neck as the hand on her thigh made its way to the buttons of her shorts.
With an expertise that she didn’t think Zoro was capable of, he opened the button to her jeans and pulled down the zipper. There wasn’t too much room, since Nami enjoyed wearing clothes on the tighter end, but Zoro managed to slip his fingers into the opening. She gasped as they trailed through her wetness, stroking around her opening, teasing her. Nami was breathing harshly as she started to rock her hips against his hand. The friction felt so good but Zoro didn’t do anything other than exploratory touches.
She could feel Zoro’s cock pressing against her ass and she tried grinding against it, hoping to tease him as much as he was her.
“Fuck, you’re so wet already.” Zoro nipped at her ear. “Have you been thinking about my cock?”
Before Nami could answer, those fingers teased at her clit and she could only moan in response.
“I bet you have, hoping that I could fill you up until you're begging me to cum.” He circled her clit, sending chills down her spine as she tightened her grip in his hair. “What do you think, Cook? Should I fill her?”
Nami looked over at Sanji who tucked the soiled rag into his jacket pocket, nosebleed apparently under control. He looked like he wanted nothing more than to devour her, which sounded fine by Nami.
“If you don’t, I will.” Sanji finally dragged his eyes away from Zoro’s fingers to look at him.
Zoro’s hands sprung into action, each one abandoning its task to grab at the opening of her shorts.
“If you tear my clothes, I’ll increase your debt.” Nami snapped at realizing he was about to straight up rip her jeans in half to remove them like some sort of animal. While that thought was sexy as hell, she really didn’t know when she’d be able to purchase a new pair.
“Yeah he does that.” Sanji chuckled. “I can’t tell you how many button’s I’ve had to resew on my shirts.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t wear such fragile clothes.” Zoro growled, muttering his annoyance before he lifted her off his lap to stand.
Wasting no time, Zoro pulled off her shorts and panties all at once before pulling her back down. If she thought Zoro was warm before, it was nothing compared to her bare skin against him, although his workout pants were still in the way. She leaned back against Zoro’s chest, allowing his hands to massage her thighs. When she parted them to give him access, Sanji let out a whimper.
Looking up at him, Sanji was biting his lip, she could see him straining against his pants. Probably wanting nothing more than to be in on the action. Actually, Nami was a little surprised at how much restraint he was showing. Even though he always protested about following orders given by Zoro, he seemed to obey them easily. She wondered how far she could push before he joined them.
Reaching one hand back, she tangled her fingers into Zoro’s hair again and pulled at the short strands. Zoro groaned in return and continued kissing and licking her neck.
“Touch me Zoro.” She panted, still watching Sanji.
One of those hands on her thigh moved to touch her. Rubbing two fingers around her clit before slipping towards her entrance. She sighed and she started to move her hips, grinding into Zoro’s hand. When those two fingers slipped inside, Nami moaned. While Zoro’s fingers were thick, and it still wasn’t enough, she was content to rock in his lap as his fingers leisurely pumped in and out for the time being.
Sanji’s legs seemed to give out, he collapsed onto his knees, his own hands digging into his pant legs as he watched the scene before him. She whined as Zoro picked up the pace, fingers thrusting into her cunt.
“More, I need more.”
No sooner had the words left her mouth, the hands working her disappeared much to her disappointment. Instead Zoro removed his own pants, shifting her slightly so he could fully be rid of them. Of course the brute wasn’t wearing any underwear. But before she could teased him about it though, she felt his cock slipping through her wetness to grind against her.
Nami gasped at the feeling of his cockhead rubbing against her clit, rolling her head back onto Zoro’s shoulder. He growled right next to her ear as he continued to rock his hips, spreading her slickness onto himself.
Just as Nami could feel her orgasm creep up on her, building like a wave, Zoro moved her just enough to brush at her entrance. Given how wet she already was, she knew he would easily be able to slip inside. So when he did just that, Nami cried out at the feeling of being full. He was much bigger than she would have thought, stretching her pleasantly.
They both paused for a moment, trying to catch their breath and give time for Nami to adjust.
“Fuck.” That didn’t come from either of them. She already knew with this position she was on full display. Not that she minded, Nami was proud of how she looked. But she knew that Sanji must be loving the view, with Zoro’s cock buried deep inside her, breasts heaving as she tried to steady her breath.
“See something you like?” Zoro teased as he grabbed onto Nami’s hips, moving her to start riding his dick, taking it in long strokes, allowing him to fill her. She couldn’t help the noises that escaped every time he managed to hit her g-spot.
“Yes.” Sanji let out a shaky breath. “Can I… I want…”
Zoro let one finger teased around her clit as Nami continued to move. It was starting to become too much, wave building up once again as he continued to finger her.
“If you want something you’ll have to speak up. Use your big boy words.”
Sanji sneered at the condescending tone but answered nonetheless. “I want to taste Nami.”
“That wasn’t so hard.” Zoro leaned back a little, taking Nami with him in order to give Sanji enough access. One hand still was gripped on her hip, helping her move against him. The hand that was teasing at her clit moved to part Nami’s lips. “C’mon pervy cook.”
Sanji tore off his jacket in record time before crawling over to the two of them, his hands resting on her thighs. Nami watched as he licked his lips before leaning down to lick a stripe up her cunt, making her cry out as she continued to move against Zoro.
The noise he made when he finally circled her clit with his tongue gave Nami a huge confidence boost, she’d only ever heard him make such sounds when eating the finest food. Sanji licked at her like he was a starving man, sucking lightly before continuing his movements. It made Nami’s toes curl as she grinded back to fuck Zoro before rocking forward onto Sanji’s tongue.
As if they had some unspoken agreement, Zoro’s hand that was on her hip reached up to cup her breast while Sanji’s fingers dragged along her thighs towards her hips. Sanji was now the one moving her, pleasure building up again easily. She wanted nothing more than to cum, her two previous times were denied but she was so close that it felt inevitable with her being stimulated from all angles.
Just as Sanji sucked her clit when Zoro pinched her nipple, her orgasm crashed over her faster than she anticipated. Wave rolling through her body in ecstasy as her cunt clenched on Zoro who was still buried inside. She cried out into the room, fingers digging into Zoro’s hair hard enough that she was certain she pulled some out. Sadist that he was, probably liked it.
Both working her through the orgasm as Zoro pumped leisurely into her as Sanji continued eating her out. It was far too much for her, over stimulation overtaking as she tried to steady her rapidly beating heart. They only stopped when she told them to.
“You taste heavenly Nami-swan.” Sanji sat back on his haunches, letting his tongue run over his lips as if trying to get every drop.
Zoro pulled her off his dick, allowing her to lay down on the floor. It had been a long time since she came that hard, she just needed a moment. Although that seemed to be short lived when Sanji slipped between her legs, towering over her. He leaned down to kiss her.
While Zoro’s kiss was firm and unrelenting, Sanji’s was softer. A loving press of his lips, hand cupping her jaw tenderly. Nami parted her lips to allow that skillful tongue to dip inside, enjoying the thrill of tasting herself on him. With trembling fingers, she pulled his tie, pressing him closer to her as they continued to kiss.
“Nami.” Sanji whispered against her lips before kissing down the column of her neck. Giving extra attention to every mark that Zoro left on her skin. “Can I taste you again?”
As much as Nami wanted to say yes, she also just needed a moment to recover.
Before she could answer, Sanji’s head was yanked up. Zoro was standing, hands threaded into Sanji’s hair, and pulled him into a kneeling position in front of him.
“You can taste her right here.” Zoro pumped at his cock, still slick from when he was inside Nami.
Sanji opened his mouth, licking up his length with a pleased humming sound. For the first time Nami got to see Zoro’s dick and it was just as large as she figured it had to have been, but Sanji had no issue taking him in one glide. She watched as Sanji expertly sucked and used his hand to stroke Zoro, who was groaning with each pass of lips. He palmed at himself, still trapped behind his clothes, but continued to suck off Zoro. After a few moments, Zoro pulled off with a wet pop.
“How does she taste now?”
“Divine.” Sanji looked at him with a heated expression that even made Nami’s pussy throb.
If Zoro was capable of being lecherous, Nami would describe his smile as that. He looked downright sinful at Sanji as he slipped his cock back into that waiting mouth. Snapping his hips forward, Sanji nearly gagged but managed to keep it together as Zoro started to fuck his throat.
Watching them together made Nami’s cunt ache to be filled again, with her last orgasm receding, she decided she didn’t want to be left out. So she crawled over to them, taking her place next to Sanji. Reaching out, she pulled off Sanji’s tie with ease as Zoro continued to thrust into his mouth.
Carefully, she started working on each button of his shirt. With each newly exposed piece of skin, Nami took the time to kiss along his chest. Only pausing when she reached the button on his pants and slowly unzipped it.
Zoro pulled Sanji off him to drop to his knees, kissing along his neck as Nami pulled him out of his pants. While Sanji wasn’t as large as Zoro, he was still an impressive size that she desperately wanted inside her. She encircled his cock and pumped slowly pulling a moan out of him while Zoro continued to press his lips to every inch of skin.
“Sanji.” Zoro murmured into his neck. “Can I fuck you while your inside Nami?”
Sanji groaned, turning his head to capture Zoro’s lips. Nami continued to stroke his cock as Zoro licked into his mouth, tightening his grip in Sanji’s hair. Usually they were so argumentative with each other, so seeing this other side was almost jarring. While she didn’t know the extent of their relationship, it was obvious from their actions there were probably some feelings involved. The way Zoro was so tender with him in this moment, how he checked in earlier, and being adamant that he would not be involved without Sanji, was enough to tell Nami that he cared. Hopefully Sanji felt the same way.
If not, she would have to smack some sense into him.
“As much as I would like that, Nami came to us. Shouldn’t she be the center of attention?” Sanji asked.
“Next time.” Zoro continued to kiss along his neck.
Before Sanji could respond, which probably would have been to convince him for something else for her sake. Nami spoke up.
“That sounds really hot Sanji, can we please?” She only had to bat her eyelashes a little for him to cave.
With a final kiss to his lips, Zoro stood to walk over to the benches by the wall and pull out a small wooden box. Even though Nami couldn’t see what was in the box, she had a few guesses based on him returning with a bottle of lube and some condoms.
Zoro rearranged them so he was in between Sanji’s legs, who was pushed to lay on the mat. Pouring a generous amount of lube into his hand, Zoro touched his rim while leaning forward to lick a strip up his cock. Sanji whimpered in response, flinging an arm over his face as if trying to hide from them.
That wouldn’t do. Nami didn’t want either of them to feel embarrassed about her presence being here. It was apparent that this was something they did often, so Sanji trying to stifle himself to save some face was pointless.
Instead of saying anything that would startle him, Nami leaned down to place a soft kiss on his lips. His reaction was instant, lifting his arm to look at her.
“Nami,” Zoro spoke up. “Why don’t you sit on his face to keep him occupied while I prep him.”
Nami didn’t have to be told twice. And seeing the enthusiastic grin on Sanji’s face was proof enough that he was on board with this idea. She straddled his head, hands wrapping around her legs so he could trail fingers over his thighs. Cunt just a few centimeters above him as excitement built in her stomach.
The first press of lips to her inner thigh wasn’t what she was expecting, sighing softly as he kissed and licked her. When she felt teeth sink into the sensitive part of her thigh, Nami whimpered. He immediately followed with a few more kisses to soothe her skin before turning to her other thigh. The switch from the gentle caresses to the sharp sting of a bite was making her pant, juices dripping. He took his time, teasing every bit that he could, moving closer and closer to her opening but almost entirely avoiding it. Instead he continued to repeat his actions on her thighs.
When he finally licked into her, Nami buckled, moaning loudly into the room. Sensations were too much and she couldn’t figure out if she wanted to move closer to his mouth or away. But Sanji didn’t give her a choice, his grip on his thighs were unrelenting as he circled her clit with his tongue. Lapping at her frantically like he hadn’t just been in this exact spot between her legs not too long ago. He sealed his lips around her clit and sucked, causing Nami to move her hips to grind against him.
“Fuck Nami.” Sanji pulled her off for a moment, breathing hard. “Keep doing that, use me.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” She was beginning to suspect he had some type of oral fixation, which made sense given how much he always had a cigarette in his mouth.
“You could never.”
Before he had a chance to resume, Sanji’s entire body stiffened and he moaned, pressing his lips against her thigh.
“Zoro.” He breathed.
There was a chuckle from behind Nami before he answered. “Just making sure you don’t forget about me Cook.”
“If you make me cum before I get a chance at Nami, I’ll kick your ass.”
“It’s cute that you think you would win.”
“Boys.” Nami cut them off before they could finish bickering. “I think there are much more pressing matters at hand.”
Sanji dove right back in, licking her cunt with renewed fervor. Nami rocked her hips against his tongue. Every moan from him sent vibrations through her cunt, making her gasp as she could feel another orgasm rise up. Moving her hips quicker, Sanji tried his best to keep up but it became him just allowing her to ride his tongue. Nami grinded against his tongue. When she cried out in pleasure, her fingers threaded through his hair, pulling.
She was so close.
So she continued to move. Legs tightening around Sanji’s head as she fucked his mouth. Just as Sanji was able to close his lips around her clit and suck, it became too much and she came. Her orgasm ripped through her, cunt clenching around nothing as she called out an attempt on Sanji’s name but couldn’t make it past the first syllable. Sanji continued to lick and suck as pulses of pleasure spread out through her body.
When she finally tried to move, even Nami’s fingers seemed to refuse to give up pulling at Sanji’s hair. It took a few seconds to regain her breath but she moved off Sanji with shaky legs.
Sanji looked utterly debauched. Hair an absolute mess, showing both his eyes, Nami’s wetness smeared over his mouth and dripping down his chin. But there was an almost triumphant smile on his face.
“Ready?” Zoro pulled off just a moment later. He tossed Sanji a small towel he probably used while working out.
“Is this thing even clean?”
Zoro shrugged. “Mostly.”
“You are absolutely disgusting, Marimo.” But Sanji used it to wipe down his face and neck anyway.
Rolling on a condom, he turned his attention to Nami. He sat up just enough to grab at her legs, making her topple onto her back as Sanji slipped between them. It seemed like Sanji’s oral fixation wasn’t filled yet since he dove in for another kiss. Tongue dipping into her mouth as she wrapped her legs around his hips.
Positioning himself at her entrance, Sanji pushed in slowly. Nami moaned against his lips as his cock slid further inside. While the stretch wasn’t as much as when Zoro fucked her, it was still enough for her to gasp at every inch. Sanji kissed her through it all, whispering praises every time he broke apart for more than a second.
When his hips pressed against hers, breathing heavily through the kiss, she could feel another set of hands caress her legs, making them fall from his waist. Zoro’s hand gripped Sanji’s hair, pulling him away from Nami for a second. He leaned forward enough to lick Sanji’s ear.
“Don’t blow your load too quickly, Cook.” He teased.
“Fuck you, Moss.”
Nami saw the dark smile that appeared on Zoro’s face. “If you want, but you can’t be too tired for round two.”
Sanji turned his head just enough to kiss Zoro.
When they broke apart, Nami could feel Zoro’s weight press against them. Sanji sank his teeth into her neck, whimpering as Zoro must have started entering him. The pain that bloomed from her neck and the additional force of Zoro pressing into Sanji felt intoxicating. She cried out as Zoro must have bottomed out, but continued to press forward, forcing Sanji’s pelvis to grind against Nami’s clit. Zoro chuckled, probably feeling giddy about the control he had over both of them, but made no further attempt at moving.
After a few moments for him to get adjusted, Sanji replaced his teeth with soft kisses to soothe the area he bit into Nami’s neck.
Once he was satisfied, Sanji experimentally rolled his hips into Nami, making her gasp. He cursed as he rocked back onto Zoro’s dick.
Sanji set the pace, fucking into Nami as they both moaned at the stimulation. She could feel Zoro’s rougher hands gliding against her legs, working circles into the skin as Sanji continued his movements. One of the hands made its way between them, just enough for Zoro to rub a thumb against Nami’s clit, making her cry out as pleasure shot its way down her spine.
He latched on to Nami’s neck, sucking on the pulse point as his hips snapped harder against her. While she wasn’t sure if she could cum a third time, it was starting to look like she didn’t have a choice. Not with Sanji fucking deep into her and Zoro teasing her clit with his fingers.
“Curly.” Zoro kissed Sanji's neck. “Are you close?”
Sanji just nodded.
“Can I?”
The fingers on Nami’s clit disappeared as Zoro grabbed onto her legs. He slammed his hips into Sanji, forcing him deeper into Nami. Both gasped at the rougher treatment as Zoro fucked into both of them. Sanji could do nothing more than to lick at her neck while Zoro set an almost brutal pace.
The sounds of skin slapping against each other echoed in the room as Zoro pounded into Sanji. Every time he fucked into her, it cause him to grind against her clit. Sanji crashed into her lips and kissed like he didn’t need oxygen. It became nothing more than a tangle of lips and tongue as Nami started cresting again, whining into Sanji’s mouth with every grind of his hips.
“Nami.” Sanji whispered against her lips. “‘M close.”
“Me too.”
Zoro continued to use his strength, fucking Sanji mercilessly. Both tensing up as their orgasms rose higher. Nami was the first to fall.
She dug her fingernails into Sanji’s shoulders. The piercing hot burst of her orgasm was enough to overwhelm her. Moaning against his mouth as pleasure rushed through her body, rolling like waves. It was nearly painful as she clenched around Sanji, clit bruised from the harsh treatment. But she coveted every moment.
Sanji wasn’t too far behind her. Burying his face into the crook of her neck, groaning as he spilled into the condom. No doubt the rhythmic pulses in her cunt helped to push him over.
“Fuck.” Zoro’s pace eased up a bit. Rolling his hips into Sanji who just whimpered against Nami’s skin. “You both look so good like this. Think I could get you to cum again if I keep this up?”
“Marimo.” Sanji spoke dangerously. “If you don’t hurry up, we’ll both leave you unsatisfied.”
He just tsked but resumed his movements. Over stimulation was starting to set in but Nami and Sanji just held onto each other. It only took a handful more thrusts before Zoro groaned, sinking his teeth into Sanji’s neck. Nami would never have guessed how peaceful Zoro looked. Mouth attached to Sanji, holding both of them close, with his eyes closed in bliss. It was a good look for him.
No one dared to move for a couple of seconds. Each trying to regain their breathing.
Zoro was the one to pull out first. When Sanji pulled out, Nami gasped at empty feeling but found she really didn’t want to move. Both boys cleaned up with a few of the towels laying around, although Sanji complained the entire time about their cleanliness. When he returned with a towel for her, he was kind enough to clean her off without having to ask.
What she wasn’t expecting was for Sanji to curl up next to her, head resting on her chest. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close.
“Did you have fun Nami-swan?” The nickname was reassuring that hopefully nothing would change between them.
“Of course, Sanji-kun.” She scraped her fingernails along his scalp.
It didn’t take long before Zoro joined them. Which was a little surprising. Nami figured that he wasn’t the type of guy who would engage in cuddling after sex. But he laid down behind Sanji, his own arm wrapping around his chest. He placed a few kisses along Sanji’s shoulders, holding him in an almost protective manner.
They were content for a while. The rocking of the ship was nearly enough to put Nami to sleep. She decided it probably would be best to go to bed soon. But before she did, she needed to know where the boundaries of the three of them were.
Zoro had mentioned there being a next time. And while she wasn’t opposed to this happening again, she needed to know what that meant.
“So boys.” Sanji shifted his head on her chest to look up at her. Even though Zoro made no movement, she was certain he was listening. “Is this something I should expect to happen again?”
“If you wish.” Sanji replied all too eagerly. “I would love to do this again.”
“And is it always going to be three of us, or do I get to have you individually?”
“Um.” Sanji tensed. Nami could feel Zoro tightened his hold on him.
“I’m not interested if Sanji isn’t there.” Zoro said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“How sweet mosshead.” Sanji moved his hand from Nami’s waist to place it against Zoro’s cheek. He turned to place a kiss on the palm. “It sounds like you get both of us.”
Yeah, there was something going on between them. Knowing them, they probably are refusing to talk about it so neither is clear on the extent of their relationship. Perhaps Nami can find a way to push them together.
Sounds like work for another night.
“Well then, I’m off to bed. Let me know when you both want to do this again.” She got up to retrieve her clothes, which got scattered all over. When she finally got dressed, she looked over to see them both still cuddled up together. Zoro pressing every inch of his body against Sanji. It was actually kind of cute.
“Are you both going to sleep up here?” She asked.
“We’ll go to bed later, but I think I promised Marimo a round two.” Sanji smiled.
“I thought you'd forgotten.” Zoro maneuvered enough to straddle Sanji.
“I’d never forget about you.” It was a sweet confession. She didn’t know if Sanji fully understood the gravity of his words, but Zoro leaned forward to kiss him breathless.
“Insatiable.” Nami rolled her eyes. “Have fun, good night.”
“Sweet dreams my dear.” Sanji called as she exited from crows nest.
The rest of the crew had gone to bed, save for Usopp who was on watch. Luckily he looked pretty invested in whatever he was tinkering with up by the helm to pay much attention to Nami. She scurried back to the girls dorm before she ran into anyone else.
Robin was sitting up in bed, heavily invested in a book, when Nami entered. There was an uncomfortable feeling of knowing when Robin looked over Nami. She knew she probably didn’t look the best right now, but she didn’t think it was that obvious.
“Did you have a good night?” Robin smirked.
“Very.” She got dressed in her pajamas and crawled into her own bed. The girls room was much smaller than the boys but it was okay since there were only 2 of them. Although sometimes Chopper would join them when he had some rough dreams.
“So Sanji or Zoro?” Robin closed the book and put it in her lap.
“What?” Nami knew she couldn’t hide the information from her for long, but she really didn’t think Robin would figure it out instantly.
“You’ve mentioned a few times that you wanted a friend with benefits arrangement. And those two seemed like the most obvious choices. Although I could be wrong, but, something tells me I’m not.”
“Or you could have used your devil fruit to spy on us.” Nami didn’t mean it to be accusatory, more of a deflection. She honestly didn’t care if Robin did or not.
“For something that intimate, not without permission.” She smiled. “So tell me, was it Sanji or Zoro?”
“Actually, it was both.” She enjoyed seeing the surprised look on Robin’s face. It didn’t happen too often. “Yeah, it caught me off guard too but it turns out they have been sleeping together for a while.”
“How long do you think they’ve been together?”
“No clue but…” Nami was trying to figure out how to word her observations. “How do you convince two idiots they are in love with each other?”
Robin chuckled. “Both men are rather stubborn, I can’t imagine they would listen. My guess is that they would need to figure it out on their own.”
“I guess, but I wish there was a way I can make them hurry it up. You know?” Nami settled further into her covers, yawning.
“Why don’t you tell me what you noticed, and we’ll see if we can come up with a plan.”
Nami grinned deviously. She may not know what to do, but Robin was smart. She could come up with a way to help them realize they should be together.