"Please... just... move away..."
The words barely escaped Nojiko's lips, a pathetic whisper swallowed by the humid night air.
"So, how was it?" Nami purred.
"Watching us fuck."
Nojiko couldn't speak. She wasn't even sure if she was still breathing. Nami had just asked her—demanded, really—what she thought about witnessing their raw, animalistic fucking.
"What are you..."
"Ahaha, your voice was so loud, Nojiko. It was totally obvious you were hiding there."
All the blood drained from Nojiko's face. She'd been caught. The shame of being discovered—of realizing Nami knew she'd been watching, getting aroused by their lewd, depraved sex—was a crushing weight on her chest.
"Relax. I'm not mad," Nami said, her voice softening. "Actually... I'm sorry."
Nojiko's eyes widened at the sudden apology. Before she could process it, Nami's face was suddenly inches from her own.
"Na—Mmph!?"
Nami silenced her with a kiss, pressing her lips firmly against Nojiko's. The shock left Nojiko's mind reeling, her eyes darting wildly as Nami's tongue slipped past her lips and invaded her mouth.
"Mmph! Nnchu... Slurp... Slurp... nnfah..."
If this had been some vile brute, Nojiko would have bitten his tongue off without hesitation. But this was NAMI of all. She had no idea how to react.
When she tried to push back with her own tongue, Nami's wrapped around it, entwining them intimately. When she tried to shove her away, her fingers were laced together and pinned down like a lover's embrace.
When she tried to twist her body free, she found she had no strength left to resist.
Soon, the taste of Nami's saliva—mixed with the lingering traces of Luffy's cum she'd lapped up earlier—flooded Nojiko's senses. The potent cocktail seeped into her brain through her taste buds, overwhelming her like a powerful narcotic.
"Nnpu... ahh... Na...mi..."
"Slurp... fufu, you're so cute, Nojiko."
When their lips finally parted, a glistening thread of mixed saliva and cum connected their mouths for a moment before snapping and sticking to Nojiko's chin.
Nami lovingly scooped it up with her finger and brought it to Nojiko's lips. Nojiko could only move her mouth slowly, her tongue hesitantly licking the digit clean. She couldn't tell if she was trying to resist or simply continuing the act.
"And look at this... you're completely soaked."
"Nn... ahhh..."
Nami's hand slid behind Nojiko, fingers brushing against the crotch of her jeans. Even through the thick denim, the damp heat was unmistakable. A single light stroke was enough to draw a sweet, shuddering moan from Nojiko's throat.
"All that from just a kiss... you're such a naughty girl."
"N-No... don't... not there..."
Nojiko's words slurred, her body completely pliant under Nami's control.
Nami tugged Nojiko's jeans down, then slipped her fingers past the waistband of her underwear, tracing along the slick, swollen slit.
"Wow... It's so messy down here."
"D-Don't say it...!! Wait, stop!"
Nojiko's face burned crimson with humiliation, but the feeling of Nami's fingers prying open her folds—pressing against her virgin pussy—made her cry out in protest. Nami ignored her.
"It's so warm inside... Ah, is this Nojiko's hymen...? It's all soft and melty, just like your pussy."
"Hyaun!? N-No, don't touch there!!"
The tip of Nami's index finger scraped teasingly against her maidenhead, sending jolts of unfamiliar pleasure up Nojiko's spine. Her hips bucked involuntarily.
Finally, Nami withdrew her hand, and a brief moment of relief washed over Nojiko. But her body was utterly spent; she could barely breathe, her shoulders heaving.
"Ahh... If I had a cock, I could really be with you, Nojiko. You know?"
"Hiiu! D-Don't trace my belly button...!"
"Sorry, sorry. Was I being too mean?"
Nami apologized softly, gently stroking Nojiko's stomach. But the caress was identical to the teasing touch she'd just used on Nojiko's sex, and another lewd moan slipped from Nojiko's lips.
"Haa... haa... Please, Nami... I can't take anymore... I'm at my limit..."
"What do you say, Luffy?"
"...Huh?"
When had he gotten there? The man who had saved their village sat casually on a nearby rock, looking utterly bored.
Completely Naked.
"Gah!? Wh-What the hell kind of getup is that!?" Nojiko shrieked.
"I don't really wanna hear that from you," Luffy replied flatly.
His words made Nojiko suddenly aware of her own state. Nami had pushed up her top, pulled down her jeans, and shifted her panties aside.
In terms of exposure, she wasn't much better off than the naked man before her.
"Th-This is because Nami—!"
"Fufufu, look at Nojiko," Nami giggled. "She's all flustered, but she can't stop staring at Luffy's cock."
"…"
Again, Nami's observation made her realize the truth. Setting aside her own disheveled state, there was a completely naked man right in front of her.
And despite everything, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the imposing, virile cock hanging between his legs.
Having been caught in a warzone as a child and raised solely by Bellemere, Nojiko had virtually no experience with men. Her mind unconsciously compared the textbook knowledge of male anatomy with the real, living cock before her. It was, in a word, masculine.
The sight stirred a confusing blend of shame and a deep, smoldering heat in the pit of her stomach.
'Wh-What is this feeling? I should be disgusted looking at something like this... so why is my heart pounding?'
Nojiko was bewildered by the primal, feminine desire awakening deep within her. A cascade of words tumbled through her mind.
'I want it inside me…
I want him to fuck me…
I want him to devour me!!!'
Different thoughts, but the end result was the same.
"Nojiko."
"!!"
Just hearing Luffy say her name sent a thrill through her body. They'd spoken many times since the day Nami had brought him to the village. Initially, she'd doubted his reliability. After he defeated Arlong, he became someone she could trust. And once she learned about his relationship with Nami, she began to see him consciously as a man.
But now it was different. The simple act of him speaking her name felt like an act of utter dominance. Not through brute force like Arlong had used.
No, she understood that his very presence was enough to subjugate her completely.
"Do you want me to put it in?"
"Eh... That's..."
He didn't specify what. He didn't specify where. But no one could possibly misunderstand his meaning.
"Luffy here is a gentleman, you know?" Nami chimed in with a wicked grin.
"He won't just force himself on someone. He says he won't do a thing unless the girl actually asks for it."
"That's..."
'How much easier it would have been if he'd just fuck me by force??' Nojiko still had her pride as a woman. To willingly spread her legs for a man she'd met only days ago was an unimaginable humiliation.
Which, of course, was exactly Luffy's intention.