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Chapter 1: Dreaming

It was a mild night. The sun had gone down behind the horizon a few hours ago, leaving the Straw-hat Pirates' ship in almost complete darkness. The only sources of light were the moon and the stars, shining brightly in the sky. The empty figure at the railing gazed at them wishfully and let out a sigh. She loved the stars and the tales that were woven around them, but now, she just felt empty, even as she found them looking at her. They looked indifferently, as if trying to mock her in her misery. She felt so inexpressible alone tonight, without someone to talk to. And even if she could have talked to someone, she couldn't have explained how she felt. It had no reason, surely she missed her mother and sister, but that was almost normal.

No, that was not the reason why she stood there, close to crying without even knowing why. It was like darkness pressing upon her with a heavy weight, and she didn't know how to get out of it again. She missed something, she knew that, but didn't know what.

"Nami."

A very familiar voice rang out from behind her, in the shades of the upper deck. She knew that voice all too well, but today there was another nuance in there, one she didn't recognise. It was not the voice he used when he fought or talked to an evil guy who deserved it. And it was clearly not the voice that shouted around on the ship, asking Sanji for food or something else.

"Luffy, it's late. Go to sleep", she said but stayed where she was, not even turning around to face him. She had no stomach for that right now, another stupid question of his or a talk about nothing, this was not how she felt, she felt like wallowing in self-pity but couldn't help herself.

Just as she was thinking this, she felt his presence right behind her. She rolled her eyes and was about to turn and scold him or shoo him away when shivers were sent into her whole body, emanating from a little spot on her neck that had made the acquaintance of his lips.

Yes, his lips. He was really kissing her neck, grazing her skin ever so softly but with maximum effect: she almost fell to the floor as her legs gave in, overwhelmed by those feelings she had never felt before. She gasped as he continued, placing gentle but hot kisses onto the sensitive skin of her neck.

"Lu-Luffy!", she managed to utter, in a complete state of shock but with her senses flourishing and soaking up every touch he gave her. The places where he kissed her burned like fire, she was burning, and even more as he put his arms around her waist and pulled her close, and before she could turn around or say something, she found herself pinned between the low railing and something hard and immovable, something she recognised with a shiver as his body.

"Luffy, wha–" Before she could finish the sentence, she was cut off by him turning her head around, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss. Her eyes opened wide in surprise, seeing his raven strands in front of them and the obligatory straw hat dangling on its string at the back of his neck.

Then, when he let her go, she inhaled sharply. It gave her the feeling of a boundless loss, but she chased that thought away.

"Luffy, what are you doing?", she asked horrified as he let his hands ramble over the exposed skin of her arms. Instead of answering, he turned her around completely and kissed her once more, even more passionate and intense, and let his tongue slid in between her lips, slightly parted in astonishment. She let him do, too surprised and amazed to push him away, and he took the chance to explore her mouth with his tongue, playing with hers and all the while pressing her body against his. Only then did she feel something hard at her thigh, right next to her core, and she opened her eyes at the realisation.

Oh my God.

"I want you. Now", he said, his voice strangely low-pitched, when he had finished his exploration tour through the insides of her mouth. Those four words almost let her collapse. It let her burn with flashing desire, and only his firm grip on her and his body against hers could prevent that she sank to the floor. Her hands found their way to his shoulders, grasping them for support, and when she looked him in the eyes, she saw nothing but deep, intense, raw desire, leaving a slight shudder all over her skin.

"But … why?" Her voice trembled as she gave him a wide-eyed look. His hands were everywhere, touching every inch of her, leaving flame traces on their way. It was almost too much for her to take, especially as it all came so suddenly.

He locked his eyes into hers and just said nothing. She couldn't look away, she felt captured in this intense and fiery gaze, and every second she melted a bit more until there was nothing left but desire, pure desire everywhere: in her thoughts, on her skin, in her face, in her wishes. In this moment, she wished nothing more but him taking her on the spot and making the painful need stop.

As if he was able to read her thoughts, he slowly slid up her top while kissing her again. This time, she leaned in to him and kissed him back almost frantically. Her hands clutched the brim of his vest to steady herself as she felt his hands going upwards, grazing the naked skin as they did so, until they reached her bra. She gasped when he put it aside without opening it to touch her breasts, all the time looking her in the eyes. As he cupped her right breast and touched her nipple, she couldn't hold it back anymore. Her back arched, leaning even closer to him and pressing her breast onto his hand, moaning heatedly.

Meanwhile, his other hand had found a way underneath her skirt, too short as always, and brushed over her thigh. She tightened her grip onto his vest, giving a slight moan as he found the edge of her brief, tugging at it to pull it down. She just couldn't believe it, was this really Luffy, her stupid captain who had only meat and games and nonsense on the brain? But she could only stare at him in awe (and also a bit scared) as he continued seducing her, so skilfully and knowing that she involuntarily wondered about where he got this knowledge from.

Her brief was down now, gathering around her ankles above her high-heeled shoes, and she almost cried in surprise as he replaced the thin fabric with his hand at her most intimate place, smoothly rubbing it against her while his smouldering gaze never left her eyes, opened wide at the scandalous feeling he caused her to sense.

Then, without any prior warning, one single finger slipped into her, making her whole body shake violently, a scream escaping her mouth that was soon dampened by his own mouth covering hers, kissing her fiercely. His finger moved in and out of her while the other hand was still occupied with her nipple, and just as she thought it was more than enough and more than she could ever abide, a second finger attended the first, stretching her with an unbelievably thrilling feeling. She cried into his mouth still on hers. When their lips parted, she pulled him closer and could do nothing to stop her hips from moving against his fingers on their own. Two fingers, and he had her desperate, begging for more, even if she didn't know how much she could take. Desire flew through her veins, replacing her blood with hot, burning fluid that cried for another touch, another thrill of him. He was in her head, he was everywhere, and she couldn't wait to internalise him wholly, take that hard thing in his pants and replace his fingers with it. And as it didn't seem like he would stop teasing her ever so delightfully, she decided with what was left of her brains that she had to take charge of it.

With trembling hands, still moaning and panting heavily, she touched the bulge in his pants and looked up to him. She couldn't see his eyes anymore, but she could easily recognise the almost devilish smirk on his lips. And somehow, it managed to get her even more aroused.

She fumbled clumsily for his zip, breathing choppily, and as she found it she opened it and pulled his pants down. And then she touched him, slowly and careful, waiting for his reaction – which came immediately in form of a low moan. She smiled, still moaning herself, and continued in her work, stroking him from the shaft to the tip, excitedly listening to his breathing getting heavier while still being penetrated by his eager fingers.

Until he decided that it was enough. With a low growl, he withdrew his fingers from her body, licking her wetness off of them with a smirk and her gazing wide-eyed at the show, and then he shoved her hands away from his member. Instead, he took hold of it himself, adjusted it in front of her entrance, and then – catching her gaze with his eyes and not letting go – carried out one sleek thrust with his hips.

She screamed in pleasure as he did so, clutching at his now bare shoulders as his cock invaded her tight hole in one swift movement, stretching her to no end. He withdrew, only to thrust into her once more, this time even more fiercely, and set a pace at which she could not think anymore. She just screamed and moaned in delight variantly, scratching the skin of his shoulders with her fingernails and throwing her head back in pleasant agony, she could not look at him but heard his appreciative moans, and came nearer to her peak with every second, she could feel it, rising in her core oh so deliciously, she could feel it …

"Luffy, oh my God, Luffy …", she screamed over and over again while he took possession of her body, her flesh, her everything, and when he responded by screaming her name in return, she felt even more pleasure flooding over her …

"Nami! Nami! Nami …"

She sat up with a start, disorientated. There was that voice calling her name, the voice she had heard just seconds ago, but now it sounded different. More like …

"Robin!", she groaned, still panting heavily and with sweat covering her whole body.

Oh my God!

Author's Note: Cliffy! I love cliffies ;-)