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Stepping over another slippery, moss-covered tree root, Nami squealed, her heeled sandal sliding along the massive root and tripping her for probably the thousandth time that day. Her heart leaped into her throat, and she fell off the root, nearly crashing into the earthen ground before Robin caught her with a net of arms created by her Devil Fruit abilities. Nami’s chest tightened at the feeling of soft, elegant hands on her legs and ass, the whiplash of thinking in one moment that she was going to die, and in the next wondering why Robin’s hands felt so good on her.
Now safe, Nami collapses onto the ground, her chest heaving with panicked breaths. Across from her, Zoro slid a hand along his swords, kicking a boot impatiently into the soil.
“Perhaps we should take a break and rest for a moment so Nami can get her bearings,” Robin suggested in a mild voice. Nami looked up, her expression panicked, while Zoro gracelessly flopped against the trunk of a giant tree, situating himself easily.
“No, we should keep moving! There are tons of monsters around, I don’t want to get surrounded,” Nami protested, even though her legs were shaking from strain and fear. Robin sat down gently on a tree root, her expression amused.
“They are already surrounding us,” Robin stated, her lips curling up playfully. “And you are too scared to make any progress like this, so just sit down,” she added, her voice sweet despite the mysterious glint in her eyes. Nami looked over at Zoro, realizing with a startled huff that he was already asleep, his lips parted in light snores.
“Okay, I guess a few minutes wouldn’t hurt,” Nami acquiesced. She plopped down on the ground, not caring if she got more dirt on her pants considering how many times she’d already fallen on her ass in this stupid forest. She brushed some hair off her face before leaning back on her palms, looking up at the canopy of leaves above her head.
With wide eyes, Nami spotted the shadow of a giant bird, and her heart lurched in her chest, her whole body tensing with fear. She bit her lip on a scream, watching the bird simply fly over her, posing no immediate danger. Her posture loosened, and she squeezed her thighs together, finding it incredibly difficult to sit still. Her knees trembled, and she gripped them tightly, forcing herself to look down at the ground lest she see something else horrifying.
“Nami,” Robin called out from her left, startling her out of her thoughts. “I wanted to take a break to help calm your nerves, but you look even more tense than before,” she stated, leaning forward and peering at Nami from under the brim of her hat. Nami shrugged, a sardonic grin on her lips.
“Yeah, well, I’m not as brave as you two,” Nami replied. “I can’t just force myself to forget about the monsters around us.” Robin hummed thoughtfully, her eyes scanning Nami’s body, taking in her trembling legs and heavy breathing.
“Maybe I can help you forget about your fear,” Robin said, her voice low and full of implication. Nami felt a flush rise to her cheeks, and she shook her head, positive that she was just misinterpreting the mysterious woman’s words.
“How?” she asked. Robin’s grin grew, and her tongue lapped out to graze against the corner of her mouth. Nami’s heart raced in her chest, and she wasn’t sure if it was fear or something else.
“I think pleasure would be a nice distraction,” Robin said, bringing a hand up and curling her middle and ring fingers suggestively. “It might release some of that tension, too,” she added. Nami’s whole face erupted in an uncontainable blush, her eyes wide and jaw dropping in shock. She quickly looked over at Zoro’s sleeping form, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he napped mere feet away from her.
“B-but Zoro…!” Nami hissed out, squeezing her thighs together. Robin looked over at the sleeping swordsman before returning her icy blue eyes to Nami.
“If you’re quiet, I’m sure he’ll sleep right through it,” she replied. Nami bit her lip, thinking over Robin’s words. She’d never been propositioned by Robin before, but she couldn’t deny that she’d thought about the older woman in this way quite a bit more than she’d like to admit. Robin was sexy, graceful, and her Devil Fruit abilities had always fascinated her. The proposition was so forward, and Robin wasn’t backing down, instead staring confidently into Nami’s eyes as if she had no doubt that Nami would say yes.
“Okay,” she breathed out, letting her curiosity win over her fear. Robin’s eyes twinkled, and she crossed her legs, creating a few arms on either side of Nami’s lap.
“Good girl,” Robin complimented, stroking along Nami’s curvy hips. “I’m going to take these pants off, now,” she stated. Nami trembled, the fear and panic melting deliciously with her budding excitement. She felt a rush of pure adrenaline as Robin undid her cargo pants, sliding them down her hips and removing them completely. Nami couldn’t help but look over at Zoro, watching him soundly sleep with his head pillowed on a strong arm.
“Bikini bottoms, how smart,” Robin breathed out, sliding a couple of hands across her bare legs, feeling the smooth skin. Nami flushed, shyly looking down and watching as four hands all groped and felt along her thighs and hips.
“I’m taking these off too,” Robin said. Suddenly, Robin created several more sets of hands, lifting Nami off of the ground as she peeled her bikini bottoms off her body. Nami could only watch in mute fascination as Robin placed her pants under her now-nude bottom before setting her gently on top of the garment.
“Thanks,” she muttered, grateful that Robin didn’t put her bare ass on the dirt. The breeze drifted along her pussy and ass, and she shivered, feeling unbearably exposed. She was facing Zoro, with her thighs parted and wet, uncovered pussy directly in his line of sight. All he had to do was open his eyes, and he would see her flashing her cunt. Nami flushed and squirmed, her pussy throbbing with arousal, fear, and humiliation.
“Robin,” she breathed out, but did nothing to cover herself or otherwise change position. Zoro looked so peaceful, his posture relaxed and strong body limp with sleep. He was handsome, even like this, and Nami shivered with the thought of him catching her in this state.
“It’s okay,” Robin said, resting her chin in her palm and watching Nami from the side. Her hands once again appeared between Nami’s legs, and she slid a fingertip across Nami’s pussy, feeling her wetness. She dragged her finger back and forth, grazing teasingly along her clit and watching Nami slowly give herself over to pleasure.
With a shaky gasp, Nami arched her hips against Robin’s teasing fingers, her eyes rolling back as Robin bracketed her clit between two fingers, stroking it up and down and causing tremors to pass through her whole body. Wetness gushed out of her, and she whimpered, dazedly watching Robin’s hands touch her. Two hands were stroking along her inner thighs, while another grazed her fingertips against Nami’s lower stomach.
When a finger dipped into her hole, Nami groaned, eyes rolling back at the feeling. Robin swirled the finger inside her, before abruptly curling upwards, pressing against her g-spot over and over.
“Ah-!” Nami cried out, her voice considerably louder than she’d intended. She darted her gaze up, looking over at Zoro and jolting as her gaze was met with Zoro’s very much awake eyes. He stared at her openly, his lips slightly parted and handsome face tinged pink with either arousal or embarrassment. Nami’s pussy gushed, still getting fingered by Robin, and she was unable to move or react in the face of her voyeur. With a startled moan, she came, her body shaking hard as she was forced to cum in front of her crewmate.
“Robin!” Nami called out, her voice shaking, as wetness continued spurting out of her pussy. “Zoro’s up,” she whimpered, as if Robin somehow hadn’t noticed. Beside her, Robin hummed, her hands continuing to finger and grope Nami despite their audience.
“I don’t think he minds,” she replied, grinding her fingers against Nami’s incredibly wet cunt, the sound of her sloshing pussy loud in the quiet forest. Nami whimpered, her eyes trailing down Zoro’s body before spotting the noticeable erection tenting the crotch of his pants. Eyes widening, she meets Zoro’s gaze, her head feeling foggy from arousal.
“You think making her cum is gonna calm her down?” Zoro said, his voice strained and deep. Robin chuckled, creating more hands to massage Nami’s breasts through her shirt.
“Doesn’t hurt to try,” Robin replied, fucking her fingers into Nami’s pussy as she spoke to Zoro, acting as if Nami wasn’t even there.
“Not a bad idea,” Zoro said, sitting up and adjusting his cock in his pants. “Need any help?” Nami’s chest heaved with her breathy, needy moan, her body thrumming with shock. She felt so close already, in utter disbelief that both of her crewmates wanted to make her cum so badly.
“Nami, what do you think?” Robin asked, spreading open Nami’s pussy for Zoro’s heated gaze. “Do you want him to help?” Nami shivered, her pussy clenching around nothing as Robin removed her fingers from her hole, leaving her gaping and wet.
“Yeah,” she replied, aroused by her own naughtiness. Zoro looked to Robin, as if waiting for her instruction, his body unmoving despite Nami’s consent.
“Eat her out. If you fuck her, I fear she won’t be able to walk properly, and that goes against our purpose,” Robin commanded, peering at Zoro from under the shadow of her hat. Zoro licked his lips, as if eager to taste Nami, before he closed the distance between them and laid down between Nami’s legs.
“Yeah, good idea,” Zoro breathed out, swiping his tongue across the length of Nami’s pussy. Nami squealed, her legs spreading wide and mouth falling open in shock. His mouth was so hot, his wet tongue dragging through her folds, slurping her into his mouth like a seasoned pro. Her legs shook, and she orgasmed, her pussy pulsing and throbbing against Zoro’s tongue.
“He’s good at that, isn’t he?” Robin asked, her voice deep and sinful. Nami’s eyes widened, and she whimpered, gasping through the tremors caused by Zoro’s broad tongue.
“You’ve done this with him before?” she whimpered, her mind filling with images of the two of them together, of Robin’s long legs wrapped around Zoro’s head. Nami’s hips bucked into Zoro’s mouth, and he hummed against her, sliding his tongue inside her entrance and fucking her.
“Sure, why do you think he’s so skilled?” Robin replied, giggling. “I taught him.” Nami gasped, as Robin’s fingers pinched and tugged her nipples through her multiple layers of clothing. Her whole body was tingling and pulsing with adrenaline, tremors coursing through her hips as she rode Zoro’s face and pressed against Robin’s sinful hands.
“This was a set-up, wasn’t it?” Nami accused, displaying mental clarity despite the onslaught of distractions. “You worked with Zoro to get into my pants, didn’t you?” Nami bit out, a wide, feverish grin growing on her face. “I can’t believe I fell for it!” She panted hard, stomach clenching as she grinds her clit against Zoro’s nose.
“Smart girl,” Robin said, her voice deep and remarkably unfazed. “Now why don’t you focus on something more important, like cumming again for us?” Nami’s eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open in ecstasy as she feels Robin’s fingers slide inside her pussy, pounding against her g-spot as Zoro sucked her clit into his mouth. She came hard, her voice loud in the silent forest as she squirted against Zoro’s chin and Robin’s hands.
“Fuck, she tastes so good,” Zoro groaned out, his voice gravelly and hoarse. He rested his forehead on Nami’s thigh, his hips pushing back and forth. Leaning forward to get a better look, Nami spots Zoro’s cock, pulled out of his pants and currently getting stroked by three of Robin’s hands. She jacked him off roughly, paying special attention to his slit, before Zoro came, hot streaks of cum shooting onto the earthen floor beneath them.
Nami trembled, her body finally starting to calm down, as Robin’s extra hands all disappeared in a haze of flower petals. Before her, Zoro grunted, flopping down on the ground, his hands quickly tucking away his dick and putting his pants back in place. He looked so sexy like this, his mouth and chin glistening with the wetness from her pussy and his cock still half-hard in his pants. Nami grinned at him, before crossing her legs and shooting Robin a curious look.
“Doesn’t seem fair if only Zoro and I get to cum,” Nami said. Robin twirled a strand of dark hair between her fingers, her gaze intense.
“Who says you were the only ones who came?” she asked. Nami’s eyes widened, and she blinked in surprise, wondering what Robin had gotten up to while she was distracted. Chuckling, Nami gets up, her pleasant mood immediately breaking as she sees the state of her cargo pants.
“Oh no, I can’t wear these!” Nami cried out, seeing the huge wet spot from her squirting. Zoro gazed up at her, observing her bare lower half and glistening, wet pussy. He swallowed, savoring the taste of her on his tongue.
“I don’t see a problem. There’s nobody else in this forest, anyway. Leave ‘em off.” His cock twitched and swelled in his pants, quickly getting hard again. Robin chuckled, standing up and passing Nami her still mostly-dry bikini bottoms.
“If she did that, we’d never be able to get through this forest,” Robin countered. “We’d be here all day fucking her.” Nami shivered, finding that idea a little too tempting. She shot Zoro a look, seeing a similar expression of eagerness on his face.
“For everyone’s sake, I’ll put them back on,” Nami said, sliding on her bikini bottoms and wet pants, ignoring the unpleasant way they stuck coldly to her skin. With a confident stride, Nami grabbed her bag and began making her way back into the thick of the woods.
“Hey look, she’s all brave now. Guess getting her to cum really did help,” Zoro mumbled to Robin, shrugging. “I figured that was just an excuse to finger her,” he added. Robin smirked, winking at Nami before replying to Zoro.
“Why couldn’t it have been both?”