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Things heat up during a game of spin the bottle.

[East Blue OT5]

Notes:

Woohoo! More nakamaship, but this time it's a bit spicier! No spoilers, so anyone can read. Hope you all enjoy <3

(Takes place during the early evening at Whisky Peak. Imagine that it's early on in the night, before any shenanigans.)

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Bottles of that special wine that tasted so sweet and mild flowed freely at this place, and it was dangerous. Whiskey Peak was a pirate’s paradise, at least that was the general impression the Straw Hats had when they’d been welcomed earlier that evening and partied with the locals for the past couple of hours. It was fun, but Usopp was starting to miss his crew, and after the 30th retelling of his great deeds, began to search around the building for familiar faces.

Finding Nami, Usopp wraps his arm around her shoulders, tugging her close against him. She was nursing a mug of wine, looking bored until Usopp walked up. Grinning up at him, Nami leans into her friend’s side, sliding a hand around his back and curling it against his waist.

“I want to play a game, with just the crew,” Usopp breathed out, grazing his fingers up and down her warm arm. Nami’s expression melted into one of skepticism.

“What’s the point? None of you have enough money to be worth my time for a game,” Nami said, looking around. “Now, these guys might have money – I think we could line our pockets with these stupid drunks,” Nami added, grinning. Usopp shook his head, running his fingers up her shoulder and sliding them up to stroke the back of her neck.

“Not that kind of game,” he clarified, watching Nami shiver beneath his soft touches. Nami blinked a few times, watching Usopp closely. “What about spin the bottle? We could find an empty room and set it up.” Nami smiled, laughing a bit in surprise.

“Do you think they’ll go for it?” she asked. Usopp shrugged.

“If we can get Luffy to come, the others will too.” They both glanced to the table that Luffy had been stationed at since they arrived, eating plate after plate of meat.

“Now we just have to tear Luffy away from the feast, if that’s even possible,” Nami said, laughing affectionately. Usopp pulled away from Nami, standing proudly before her with a wide, toothy grin.

“Watch and learn! The Great Captain Usopp can solve any problem.” He then turned around, walking confidently over to where Luffy was sitting. Rolling her eyes affectionately, Nami watches them, giggling as she sees Usopp try and fail to capture Luffy’s attention a few times.

“Luffy, pay attention! I said that Nami and I are going to play a really fun game with Sanji and Zoro, you should join us,” Usopp said, his voice a bit strained as he attempted to talk over Luffy’s loud smacking. Luffy made a noise of surprise, turning to face Usopp with a mouthful of meat.

“Ooh a game, what kind?” he prompted. Usopp grinned, the curve a bit lecherous as he leaned closer and whispered in Luffy’s ear.

“It’s a kissing game. You spin the bottle, and whoever it lands on, you kiss them,” he explained. Luffy’s chewing finally slowed, and he swallowed his bite, his eyes turning to meet Usopp’s gaze.

“That sounds like fun,” he says, licking the corner of his mouth. Usopp bites his lip, a playful grin on his lips – he’d got him!

“But I’m still eating,” Luffy says, grabbing another leg of meat. Usopp’s jaw dropped, but he couldn’t say he was truly surprised.

“Luffy, the game won’t take very long, and they’ll still have food later,” Usopp protested, looking imploring to the cook and other locals. The cook looked frazzled as it was, having been preparing food all evening. “Right, everyone?” The locals nodded their heads, smiling amicably over to the duo.

“Indeed, you should enjoy games and drink, too!” one declared, and the local cook stepped forward, wiping his sweaty brow.

“Yes, let’s take a break for a bit, we need to get some food out of the storage before we continue,” he said. Luffy frowned, a pout on his lips. Usopp swooped in, pressing Luffy against his body in a half-embrace.

“Let’s go get the others. Don’t you want to go first?” Usopp asked, whispering it into his ear. Luffy shivered, his frown slipping away into a small smirk.

“Yeah!” he replies, standing up quickly and jostling Usopp off of him in the process. With a victorious expression, Usopp looks over at Nami, pointing a thumb to his chest and winking proudly. Nami giggles and walks towards them, carrying an empty bottle.

The three walked throughout the room, collecting Sanji from a throng of girls and Zoro from his seat surrounded by booze. Luffy and Usopp didn’t bother explaining anything, and Nami had separated from the group to look for an empty room.

“Okay, I found a room!” Nami declared, walking back to the group and leading them down a corridor. There, they all walked into a bedroom with a fairly standard design: a bed pushed against the wall, a window looking out into the night, and a small nightstand. The floor was wooden and there was plenty of space for all of them to sit in a circle, huddled around a bottle. Plopping down onto the ground, Luffy looks up, eagerness evident in his excited expression.

“C’mon, let’s get started already!” Sanji crossed his arms, having lost his blazer at some point in the evening, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows.

“Get started with what?” he asked. “Nobody explained what game was so important I had to leave all of those lovely ladies behind,” Sanji grumbled out. Zoro watched placidly, still nursing the bottle in his hand.

“I’d like to know too,” Zoro added, sitting down across from Luffy regardless. Usopp sat down between Luffy and Zoro, and Nami sat on Zoro’s other side. Sanji huffed and sat down in the only available gap, between Nami and Luffy.

Nami pulled out the empty bottle, setting it down in the middle of the circle on its side, grinning devilishly.

“We’re playing spin the bottle, of course,” she said. Zoro’s eyes widened, and he met Luffy’s gaze, gauging his Captain’s excitement with curiosity. Sanji flustered, his visible eye wide and cheeks pinker already.

“Wh- really?” Sanji spit out, glancing around the room. Nami playfully shoved Sanji’s shoulder, her eyes twinkling.

“C’mon, don’t you want to kiss us?” she asked, a soft grin on her pink lips. Sanji flushed and looked away, unable to meet her pretty eyes any longer lest he reveal too much.

“Alright, who’s starting?” Zoro asked, leaning back and letting his legs fall open, his posture loose and relaxed. Luffy leaned forward, grabbing the neck of the bottle and spinning it with perhaps more force than necessary.

“Me!” he cried out, watching the bottle spin and spin. As it kept spinning, the tension in the room rose, as everyone anxiously awaited to see who would be kissing their Captain and just what kind of kiss they’d be witnessing (or participating in). Sanji inhaled shakily, his fingers curling around his knees. Finally, the bottle began to slow, and everyone watched as it landed on its first target.

Zoro. Sanji let out a shaky exhale, relaxing slightly. Nami and Usopp both teasingly cheered, and Zoro leaned forward, pushing the bottle out of the way as Luffy hastily closed the distance between them.

Silence filled the room as Luffy confidently pressed his mouth to Zoro’s, lingering for much longer than the chaste kiss they were all expecting. Instead, he slots his lips against Zoro’s and groans, his mouth opening as his tongue visibly slides inside Zoro’s mouth. Usopp chokes, finding himself all too close to the action, his eyes wide as he watches.

Scooting even closer, Luffy wraps his arms around Zoro’s shoulders, pressing their chests together. Zoro gripped his hips in response, his cheeks hollowing out as he sucked Luffy’s tongue deeper into his mouth. Muffled, wet sounds came from their joined lips, and Luffy kept pressing harder and harder against him, making Zoro’s head tilt up submissively to keep kissing him.

With a broken, hissing moan, Zoro pulls back, staring deeply into Luffy’s eyes, his expression raw and unguarded. It was intimate, and private – and shared among all of them. Even the people watching were involved, indirectly through the game, and the temperature seemed to skyrocket as they all silently existed in this moment.

Finally, they pulled apart, Zoro hazily staring at Luffy as he slouched on the floor. His breathing was labored, and both men’s lips were shiny with spit. Usopp swallowed thickly, eyes glancing over to Luffy’s. Recovering faster than Zoro, Luffy sets the bottle back down in the middle, and moves to start spinning it again. Nami barks out a startled laugh, moving forward to still Luffy’s hand.

“We go clockwise around the circle, Luffy. Now it’s Usopp’s turn,” she explained, releasing Luffy’s hand.

“Oh! That’s so fun!” he exclaimed, sitting back and bouncing on knees as he anticipated the next kiss. Usopp leaned forward, spinning the bottle with significantly less force than Luffy had. His heart was racing, unsure what to do for his kiss now that the mood was so steamy. He didn’t want to attempt to go further than Luffy and Zoro, but if he just did a peck on the lips, his pride would definitely take a hit.

Watching as the bottle slowed to a stop, Usopp glanced up, looking to see who the bottle landed on. Seeing Sanji’s flushed, nervous expression, Usopp relaxes, knowing exactly what he would do. Luffy cheers, watching closely from his position between the two, while Nami encouraged them from the sidelines.

Usopp reached forward, pushing the bottle out of the way and leaning closer to Sanji. Sanji bites his lip, breathing in deeply as he closed the gap between them. Usopp presses his lips against Sanji’s, feeling stubble graze against his skin. He smelled, unsurprisingly, like cigarettes, and Usopp pulled back, kissing Sanji a few more times against his lips, his kisses deepening slightly each time. Sanji was returning the kisses fully, but not pushing any boundaries, letting Usopp lead. It was pleasant, and Sanji began to relax, reveling in the warm slide of lips against his.

With a hand brushing against Sanji’s cheek, Usopp skims the tip of his tongue against Sanji’s lip, tasting him briefly before pulling back with a shy chuckle. Sanji watched him retreat, his face flushed as he scooted back into his spot.

Usopp moved the bottle back to the middle, redirecting his gaze to Zoro. He looked a bit more alert now, and unceremoniously span the bottle, letting it spin for several long moments as they all watched in mute fascination. When it stopped moving, they all darted their eyes over to Sanji, who pressed his hand against his face and groaned.

“Again? I just went and it’s not even my turn yet,” he complains. Zoro pushes the bottle out of the way, his eyebrows drawn together in annoyance.

“Shut up, it’s just the rules of the game,” he growls out. Sanji leans away, dropping a hand to glare at Zoro.

“Well just spin again, then!” he counters. Zoro shakes his head.

“Nah, not how that works,” he spared a glance over at Luffy, lingering for a few seconds, and then looked back at Sanji. “You’re probably a bad kisser anyway, let’s just get it over with,” he spits out, leaning towards Sanji and resting his weight on one arm.

“Bad kisser? Like you’d be better at kissing than me,” Sanji argues, punctuating his remark with one sarcastic “ha!”. Zoro’s eyebrows draw together, and he grabs the front of Sanji’s shirt in his hand, tugging him closer roughly.

“Show me then, lover boy,” Zoro snarls, mashing his mouth against Sanji’s and kissing him fiercely. Like a dam had been broken, Sanji explodes into action, wrapping his arms around Zoro’s shoulders and running a hand through his short hair. His lips slid into Zoro’s naturally, and he wetly licked at the seam of the swordsman’s lips, diving inside when permitted to. Zoro pushes back, a low growl heard from between their violently joined mouths.

“Holy crap,” Usopp breathed out, followed by a noise of agreement from Nami. Luffy just laughs, clearly enjoying the show. Sanji and Zoro were kissing like they fought – it was a competition to them, somehow, but it was also incredibly clear that they were both enjoying this far more than anybody expected. Sanji’s movements were frantic, and Zoro had hollowed his cheeks out, sucking Sanji’s tongue like he’d done to Luffy.

In a burst of motion, Sanji pulls back, staring at Zoro with hazy, wild eyes. Zoro wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, poorly concealing the cocky grin on his face. Sanji huffs in annoyance, sitting back in his spot without saying another word. Zoro reached over and put the bottle back into place before returning to his spot, his lips still parted in heavy breaths.

Between them, Nami clears her throat, trying to focus on the task she was supposed to be doing. Everyone had gone now except her, and it was clear from the heavily charged atmosphere that this game was turning a bit hotter than she’d originally anticipated. She thought that if Sanji and Zoro were to get chosen, they’d awkwardly force out a peck, not whatever the hell just happened. Her cheeks pink, she spins the bottle, wondering what the hell she’d gotten herself into.

The bottle slowed to a stop, pointing at Usopp. Nami grins, pleased with the selection, as she leaned forward and pushed the bottle out of the way. She quickly scooted more towards the middle, meeting Usopp there. He grinned up at her, moving a hand to cup her cheek fondly. Nami licked her lips, closing the distance between them and pressing her mouth to Usopp’s pretty lips.

She kissed him deeply, moving her mouth against his and enjoying the heady slide of Usopp’s lips matching her pace. She stuck out her tongue, opening her mouth invitingly wide and locking eyes with Usopp, her heart pounding. Taking the hint, he sticks out his own tongue and presses it against Nami’s, letting the whole room watch their tongues slide against each other.

Sanji chokes back a startled noise, unable to look away from the incredibly graphic kiss. Nami and Usopp already had such a familiar, comfortable relationship, and apparently that extended to how they kissed each other. It was naughty, and decidedly too intimate – not that anyone was going to stop them.

Closing his mouth just as Nami did, Usopp presses one last lingering kiss to her lips, pulling back with a soft sigh. Nami grins, pushing the bottle back to the middle and sitting back down contentedly.

“Good lord,” Sanji muttered under his breath, grabbing the bottle and spinning it quickly. He had no idea how much longer he could keep doing this, and could only pray that the bottle wouldn’t land on Zoro again. As it slowed to a stop, Sanji watches in mute horror as it landed on Luffy instead.

“Finally! It’s my turn again!” Luffy cried out, sliding his arm around Sanji’s shoulders and diving in without further preamble. With wide eyes, Sanji feels Luffy’s surprisingly soft mouth against his, kissing him firmly. Sanji relaxes after a few seconds, moving his lips gently against Luffy’s. Luffy pulls back a bit, pressing kiss after kiss onto Sanji’s mouth, never going deeper. Sanji’s eyes slip closed and he leans into Luffy, finding the treatment weirdly comforting.

Gently, Sanji parts his lips, letting the tip of his tongue graze against Luffy’s lower lip. He hears a muffled groan, and then Luffy’s tongue meets his, latching their mouths together fully. Sanji shivers as he feels Luffy’s tongue slide into his mouth – not rough or competitive, like Zoro, but somehow even more aggressive. Luffy licked along his entire mouth, claiming every single inch of him with firm strokes of his tongue.

It was overwhelming, and possessive, and Sanji quickly parted their lips, staring down at Luffy with wide eyes. Luffy chuckled, running his tongue along his lower lip, licking up the remaining flavor from Sanji’s mouth.

“Sanji’s prickly,” Luffy plainly comments, something wild glinting in his eyes. Sanji nods mutely reaching in his pocket and scrambling for a cigarette. He slid the bottle back to the middle, barely even remembering that they were playing a game anymore.

Luffy excitedly span the bottle, making it spin rapidly in the center of the floor. His crew sat in a circle around him, a wide range of expressions from curious to aroused, and Luffy was enjoying every second of it. The bottle rocks back and forth as it rolled to a stop, pointing perfectly between Nami and Zoro.

“Oh, it’s in the middle,” Usopp commented, assuming that Luffy would spin again. Luffy chuckled, the sound wild and excited, as he pushed the bottle out of the way and moved into the middle of the circle.

“Yep, guess I have to kiss both!” he declared, watching Zoro and Nami’s expressions both shift into total surprise. He moved a hand to the backs of both of their heads, pushing them closer to each other and himself.

“At the same time?” Nami asked, her voice cracking slightly.

“Yeah, open your mouth,” Luffy replied, leaving no room for protest. Zoro obeyed unquestioningly, sliding his mouth open and pushing his tongue out slightly. Nami met Luffy’s eyes, her cheeks burning up where they grazed against her crewmate and Captain’s skin. Swallowing, Nami opens her mouth, gasping as she feels Luffy’s tongue slide against her.

“Tongue,” he says, and Zoro and Nami both stick out their tongues, the three wet muscles sliding against each other. Zoro had mostly closed his eyes, but was watching Luffy hazily, his movements slow and firm. Nami squirmed at how strange it felt, but really, kissing two people at the same time had no right feeling as good as it did, and she found herself losing control of her voice, soft moans spilling out. Spit dripped down Luffy’s chin as he lapped into his crewmate’s mouths, finding it harder to focus on doing both at once.

With a deep sigh, Luffy pulls back, latching his mouth against Nami’s and pressing a thumb against the corner of Zoro’s mouth, finding it easier to focus on one at a time. Nami melted into the kiss, moving her mouth gracefully against him. She nips his lower lip, and Luffy grins, chasing after her mouth and delving his tongue deeply inside her. Her hand reaches down to squeeze Luffy’s knee, and he pulls back, watching her pant for a few seconds before redirecting his attention to Zoro.

Groaning, Zoro greedily captures Luffy’s mouth, feeling a big overeager since he had to watch Nami and Luffy kiss right in front of his face. Zoro’s eyes roll back at the feeling of Luffy’s tongue practically fucking his mouth, and he hollows his cheeks, sucking Luffy’s tongue reverently. Luffy moans, sliding his tongue out, his eyes nearly glowing with emotions Zoro can’t name.

“I love when you do that, show Nami,” Luffy breathed out, pressing Zoro and Nami’s heads together and watching them kiss right in front of his face. Usopp and Sanji both make choked-off gasps, and Luffy grins, glad that they were paying attention. Luffy liked watching them too – all of his gorgeous crewmates enjoying one another. It was the kind of thing that made a Captain’s day.

Nami slipped her lips against Zoro’s greedily, curious to feel his kiss. She slid her tongue against his, surprised that Zoro wasn’t trying to take control of the kiss. She pressed deeper, her eyebrows scrunching together as she feels Zoro slide his tongue along hers, lapping submissively against her. Delving her tongue into Zoro’s mouth, Nami jolts as she feels Zoro suck on her tongue, forcing her deeper inside him. It was like he was pulsing all around her, slick and hot and tight, and her tongue tingled with the intense feeling. No wonder Sanji had looked so flustered after his kiss with Zoro – it was overwhelming.

With a deep sigh, Luffy watches Nami and Zoro pull apart, their lips connected with a line of spit. They were both panting hard, staring first at each other, and then at Luffy. He petted their hair, his gentle expression melting into a huge, bright grin.

“There, that was pretty fun, but I’m done playing for now,” Luffy declared, quickly removing his hands and standing up, bouncing on his heels like nothing had happened. “I worked up my appetite so I’m grabbing more dinner. Later!”

And just like that, he was gone, leaving the rest of his crew to deal with the aftermath of that whirlwind without him.

“Well, I’m getting some more booze,” Zoro declared, clearing his throat roughly. His hair was still a little messy from Luffy playing with it, and his pants might’ve been a bit tighter than they were before, but his steps were certainly lighter. Nami nodded her head in agreement, standing up as well.

“Same. Good game, everyone,” Nami said, chuckling a bit to herself. Usopp stretched, his eyes shyly pointed at the ground as he followed them out the door, shooting one last look over at Sanji before leaving. He watched the man light his cigarette, his fingers trembling, and walked out of the room.

A small, playful grin crosses his face, and Usopp chuckles, pressing his palm against his heated cheeks. If the outcome was always going to be this good, perhaps Usopp should suggest they play games more often.

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