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Belongings	By : Alastair Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 7060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Belongings
She tried to think of it as her pack, and then tried to think of it as the desk, but neither happened. Only able to sit on her bed, Nami gazed hopelessly at the pack, listening for the crew above deck, but didn't hear anything. They were all in Baratie - Johnny and Yosaku included - but she couldn't will herself to get up, steal the ship, and leave them all.
Could she say something to them? Was there some sort of excuse that she could come up with to tell them before they were deserted?
"Sorry, I got to save my village. I'm really a pirate too, but I have to leave, and save my village. None of you was ever a part of my plans. You can't come or you'll die like Bellem�re-san."
Her heart cringed, and she lowered her head so that she wouldn't look at the pack.
What would he even say to something like that? She thought. If I said anything to him, he'd just want to follow � I can't tell them anything at all. Today's just another day.
She rose to her feet, and was about to leave her room when someone opened the door, and climbed down the stairs.
Luffy grinned at her, and then waved, shutting the door.
Glancing at it momentarily, she went to sit down, "Did you need something?"
Seeming to think for a few moments, he said, "No. I'm just hiding from that Sanji cook guy."
Smiling slightly when he went to sit beside her, she said, "You have a job to do though, Luffy. You did break their roof, and you have to pay somehow."
"I've already waited too long to be a pirate," he said, and she grimaced at the reminder that he was indeed a pirate. "I don't have to wait another year to go to the Grand Line when I can go right now."
"Well", Nami said, "you could honestly escape any time you want � You don't have anything holding you back, Luffy."
He cocked his head to her, and then he looked at the pack. Luffy said, "I made a promise though."
But I didn't. Not to you or anyone else here. "Yeah, I guess so." She attempted a smile, yet when he smiled back, hers died, and Nami stared at him until he looked at the bag again. "I hate pirates," she said, but she wasn't sure if she was trying to explain it to Luffy or trying to convince herself. Taking his hand gently, she said, "You understand it, right? You're a really great guy, but you're a pirate."
Nami had meant only to hold his hand for a short time - to let go as soon as she had finished saying her part. When he didn't respond, gazing at the bag on her desk with a pensive expression, she had the faintest inkling that he was the one holding her hand.
Finally turning to face her, he smiled, "Actually, I'm a chore boy for a year, remember?"
Feeling warmth rise in her chest, Nami leaned toward him before blinking rapidly, and she wondered what she thought she was about to do.
Her lips quivered, feverish and wanting to touch his. She called herself a fool twice over, but she didn't back down, and he kept watching her.
I still want to kiss him, but not because of that. He's sweet for thinking it might cheer me up, but what really cheers me is that he's so sure � Nami squeezed his hand before she said, "You know, I'd rather you be a pirate."
Luffy laughed, taking both of her hands, and said, "Shishi! Me too."
"Good," and she kissed him.
He didn't seem to object, even appeared to expect it because he kissed back - a faint press of his lips to hers which was almost painfully chaste. Her fingers found his arms, and she clasped at him, wondering if he understood at all, but he grasped her arms in turn, giving a gentle squeeze. Nami couldn't tell if it was meant to push her away or to encourage her. Throwing some caution to the wind, she sidled closer to him, their adjoining knees and thighs touching.
What makes me happy is that he sounds so sure that he'll be a pirate even after a year of doing chores.
Sighing, Nami broke the kiss to lay her cheek onto his shoulder. As he slid a hand down her arm, he then wrapped the attached arm around her waist, never breaking contact with her, and she smiled at last.
"I thought you'd freak out," she said.
His grin seemed to break his face in two, "I thought you'd kiss better."
It was a dare - she could feel it as plainly as the hands on her arm and hip. Luffy's smile seemed like a great, awful tease then, and she grasped the back of his head to kiss him in a more ardent manner. Air rushed out of her lungs when he abruptly pushed her onto her back, still not breaking contact from her while he gripped her waist tenderly.
Beginning to pant into the kiss, she arched against him, sighing sweetly when his arms looped behind her to support the finely arched back. To give herself some comfort, Nami spread her legs so that Luffy's knees wouldn't jab at her legs anymore, but as he settled against her, eyes shot open in shock.
Of course, she knew that he was a boy - it was as obvious at the straw hat on his head - but she had never given much thought as to why he was male. Nami felt her knees begin to wobble even though there was no weight for her to support. However, she couldn't help but tremble, feeling the rough contours of his hands slipping under her shirt to touch her lower back - the prominent bulge through her panties and his rough jeans.
If there was nothing �
She broke the kiss to gasp for air, trying to find something to say to him, but his mouth was on hers in a flash, effectively erasing all thoughts to thwart the passion. One of his hands rose from her back to tangle into the hair on the back of her head, and she made fists in the back of his shirt, attempting to pull his form even closer than it already was.
This time, Luffy's lips were the first to part, and she softly protested without a word. He smiled, and kissed her lips casually, but it only served to create another exhalation of sound.
"Shh," he said, still grinning. He looked like he was having fun - not as if he was kissing a cute girl, but that he was just enjoying their time together. Be it kissing or gripping hands so tight that she didn't want to leave.
He kissed her neck, and her toes curled while she gently squeezed his hips with her thighs, gasping as he arched against her core. Gripping his shoulders, she said, "Luffy �"
Claiming her lips again, his hand slid up her back, bunching her shirt under her breasts before he reached around to pull it up. After a jolt of surprise, Nami stopped him from pulling it entirely over her head. He paused before he attempted to take her shirt off again, but again she resisted, restraining his wrist.
"What's wrong?"
She couldn't look at him, "Can I just leave it on?"
The tattoo burned when he nodded.
His hands dropped her shirt, but grabbed her breasts, rubbing them together and massaging through her lacy bra. He smiled, and leaned down to say to her lips, "This looks nice."
"Thank you," was all she could think of to say, but it seemed to be enough for him because his smile only grew warmer.
"How do I get it off?"
Blinking for a good few moments, she then sweated nervously - mostly for his sake - as she wriggled to sit up before she strained to reach behind herself to undo the hooks. He took her wrists.
"Wait, I want to."
"Luffy, it's easier if I do it." He pouted, his fingers worming toward hers to feel along the back strap of her bra. "Hey �"
"Please?" He didn't stop feeling around, and she felt the tension loosen in the back as he fought with the contraption, accidentally undoing one of the hooks.
"Oh � okay, fine," she said, and she ceased trying to pinch and stop his fingers. "Just be careful."
Without her hands in the way, he slowed down, studying her back and the bra by touch before he started to tug, sometimes even wringing the thing as if he might twist it apart. Nami winced, already planning to buy a new bra. When her breasts felt more free than usual, he then beamed, "Got it."
Feeling behind herself, she was vaguely surprised that he had done it so quickly, and decided to inspect the damage later.
"Better?" She said.
"Much," he said before flipping the cups of her bra up to reveal her bare chest to him, ducking down to swallow a teat.
Nami jumped in shock, gasping for breath as he sucked away with great aplomb. Seizing his shirt for leverage, she rubbed her crotch into his lap, oddly hot under her skin. For a few long minutes, she arched and writhed against his unrelenting mouth before she realized that Luffy should not have been the only one committing torture that night, so she began to undo the buttons down his vest. When the shirt was unbuttoned, he dropped his arms to let it slide off his shoulders.
Sitting up straight, he licked his lips, panting softly while she did a quick maneuver to take off the bra through a shirtsleeve so she wouldn't have to strip the shirt.
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she kissed him again, her legs around his waist to keep him firmly lodged between her thighs. As he pushed up her skirt to grab and massage her smooth derri�re, she worked with his pants.
They both paused at the same time - her hands on his button and zipper, and his fingers inching underneath her panties. Nami didn't know what to say. He touched his forehead to hers, swallowing nothing in a gulp for air, and then he started to kiss her again, a little softer and with less voracity than before.
Her fingers twitched before she eased the zipper of his pants down; trembling softly as Luffy slid her panties off her rear and then down her thighs. Taking a deep breath, she undid the button, and yanked his pants down to get his boxers down in turn. The young man groaned as he was freed, and she took that time to adjust, uncoiling her legs to slip her panties off before she smiled reassuringly at him.
She wanted it - or perhaps, just him - as a pirate or a chore boy or a man.
"Nami," he said then, touching her cheeks with his palms, and forcing her to look into his eyes, "is this what you want?"
"Yes," she desired to tell him again - about the bag and her desk and her bed, but she didn't think that he would understand what she meant.
Instead, she gripped at him until they only morphed to the form of her grip, the rubber relenting under her pressure. She wondered if that was how he would feel within as he pressed her back into the sheets.
Luffy kissed her, curling his fingers in her hair before she felt his cock press against her thigh, and she tensed. Pausing slightly, he gazed at her face before he slowly kissed down her neck, and she wrapped her legs around his waist again, curling her toes when his mouth found a teat to suckle.
"I'm sorry," she said suddenly, staring up at the ceiling.
"What?"
Covering her face, she fought her tears until she was certain that none would fall, "I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm sorry."
Pushing himself up so that he could look straight down at her, Luffy only smiled, "That's a stupid thing to say sorry for, Nami." He kissed her forehead, and said, "So I won't forgive you."
She laughed, and hugged him tightly, hiding her face in his shoulder before she said, "Okay. I'm sorry for saying sorry then."
"Mmn," she blinked before she began to flush pink, abruptly feeling his hands on her thighs and gradually making their way up to the apex of her legs. When she began to squirm a bit, feeling his fingers just at the edge of her waiting womanhood, he said, "Good, still warm."
"Ah, what?" Her lips were claimed again, ravenously and with little conduct, but she clung to him anyway, sighing against his lips, and relaxing on her sheets while he started to touch her nether lips.
He went straight to her clitoris, giving a gentle pinch, which made her hips buck before he slicked his fingers through her juicy folds. Sliding back up, his wet fingers circled around her small mound - carefully touching and sometimes not touching at all, which drove her nearly as mad as when he was actually caressing her!
Shifting her hips, Nami arched against his touch with a sigh, "Luffy, that's nice."
Grinning, he thrust a finger into her with his free hand, and her eyes widened as his thumb landed on her clitoris to rub. Hips jerking again, she fisted the sheets, spreading her legs wider to give him more room to work with, and he bent down with a smirk for her before disappearing between her legs.
Nami closed her eyes, just attempting to breathe until he replaced his thumb with a hot mouth.
She nearly shrieked, finding her hands in his hair, and tugging gently. Seeming to understand that she wasn't trying to yank him off, but to pull him somehow closer, he latched his mouth more surely around her clitoris, and sucked, creating a steady suckling pulse around it.
"Luffy, please," her head dropped back onto the bed.
"You feel so good," he said to her pussy, and she bit her bottom lip.
"No, don't stop, Luffy."
Kissing her inner thigh, he said, "I'm not stopping."
"Good," she sighed as his mouth touched onto her labia again, slowly circling his fingers inside of her to help stretch the hymen.
Feeling that brief pressure within, she swallowed hard, eyes growing wide as Luffy gently inspected it, her chest heaving as she felt another finger slide into her. He smiled at her again, crawling up as he continued to stretch and pump her sheathe. Nami licked her lips before she pulled him down kiss him, growing nervous as he prodded her hymen - inspecting it with light touches, and sometimes with a rougher thrust to gauge her reaction. She melted as she became accustomed to his fingers.
He pressed in a third finger then, his own breath coming out in ragged pants. Grasping his shoulders as he leaned over her, Nami kept glancing down between them where his fingers were at work, her entire body wriggling to his orchestration.
Luffy smiled almost gently at her, and she pulled at his shoulders, wanting him to kiss her again. He did, but his hand left her pulsing womanhood to grasp at her hips. When she whimpered, arching her hips for more caresses, he slid between her legs, claiming that warm crevice of her body.
Nami could feel the length of his member straining against her labia, and she hesitantly reached down finally to touch him. At her questing fingers, he went still, and swallowed dryly when she closed her hand around his crown, her palm pressing against his dripping tip to spread the pre-cum across his sheathe.
After she took a hold of the base of his cock, he groaned deeply, and jerked closer to her. He said, "You can guide me in."
"We � don't have protection," she said.
Grinning, Luffy kissed her forehead, leaning down to say to her lips, "Then I'll pull out."
"Luffy, have you done this before?"
He said, "No, but I'm sure I could pull out in time."
Flushing hard, she said as he pressed in a bit, "You � don't know that �"
"I promise I'll pull out."
She nodded to him after a moment, and as he began to push inside, she had a thought, If he doesn't, maybe then I can take a part of him with me. After that was, Too big, too big!
Looking up at him through squinted eyes, she panted hard, taking note of his strained expression. Her body arched and squirmed, feeling him beginning to thrust through her hymen, and her lips parted to cry out his name. With a soft husk, he pressed into her completely, and then held still within her hot confines. Nami did her best to hold still, trembling in her bed.
It was the pack on her desk in the corner of her room, and Nami was on her bed with her captain - with whom she was beginning to make love.
He kissed her cheek, and he said, "You all right?"
Taking a deep breath, she opened up her legs for him, not remembering when she had tried to close them up again, and she said, "I'm ready. Please, Luffy."
She watched as his eyes slid shut, his moan startling her a bit. Then, he moved.
Slowly pulling back a few inches, Luffy arched back inside. Her toes curled, and her thighs burned slightly from the odd angle in which she was holding them. Luffy's pace was steady, not pulling out of her even halfway, and she adjusted gradually to his manhood lodged so far inside. Relaxing a bit, Nami collapsed onto her bed, and somehow convinced herself to let the young man grind his hips to meet hers.
Grasping her thighs, he spread them sideways instead of straight up as she had them, and Nami moaned when he wedged himself deeper into her. It felt strange - not quite sensual, but she did like the feel of his body pressed against her when he lied fully over her, and their chests touched.
He kissed her, holding her legs carefully out of his way so he could thrust, and her chest began to heave, feeling unused nerves ignite.
Abruptly, Luffy started to make longer strokes, pulling back almost to the tip, and then sliding up to fill her. Biting her bottom lip, she groaned softly, thrusting her hips to reciprocate. A smile bloomed on his lips, and she pulled him down to kiss him again, rolling her body up and against his form, allowing him to squeeze her waist and then clutch at her breasts to pinch hard nipples. Nami moaned into his mouth.
She tried to breathe, but the movement proved to make this difficult, and with the added affect of the pirate on top of her, Nami barely managed to wheeze. When he lowered his head to wrap lips around a nipple, she pressed her cheek into the bed, and attempted to reclaim much needed air while she writhed and constricted.
"Nami," he said, and she looked down at him - mouth and tongue laving her breasts.
Another moan escaped her, and she said, "Don't cum in me, Luffy � don't �"
Realizing there was a great deal of focus in his eyes, she almost squirmed out from under him. However, he took a hold of her shoulders, keeping her in the bedding.
"I won't, Nami. Promise I won't," he said.
"Shouldn't you �?"
Luffy merely smiled at her, a drop of sweat escaping from his hairline, and he pushed his hat back to let it dangle on his back. He said, "Baby, I gotta feel you cum first." Her heart thumped. "Not going to stop until I feel you."
Moaning louder, she clung firmly to him. Sensitive and flooded with blood, her hips bucked hard when he just barely touched her clitoris. After she calmed a bit, his fingers returned, and she cried out, squeezing his intruding member, and beginning to gush fluids.
Aided by this, his speed quickened, and she listened to his pants with her eyes closed. Luffy kissed her neck, jaw line, and lips adamantly. Her body burned, and started to tighten around him, causing him to jerk and move a bit rougher.
"Nami," she opened her eyes, and her mouth creaked open, attempting to do something other than moan. Sobbing softly, she dug her nails into his back as he continued, "Nami �!"
"Yes," she finally managed to say, "mine - all mine �" This memory - he - is a treasure.
Luffy claimed her lips again, stealing her breath and all conscious thought. She could barely respire, breathing in through her nose ached, and her mouth was otherwise occupied, and she was swiftly lightheaded. When he released her lips, he said, "No, you're mine."
There was no refuting that statement - she couldn't when her body moved so readily to his orchestration, her back creating a perfect bow as she arched off the bed, and the tension snapped within her. Everything wound taut within, and her slick passage grew ever more sensitive to his cock creating a place just for him - saying this was his space.
Nami heartily agreed as she at last collapsed into the sheets, staring up at him as he thrust a few more times before pulling out to spray onto her belly. Flushing, she watched him regain his bearings to wipe off his relaxed manhood. When he was about to wipe off her stomach, she stopped him by grabbing his wrists.
"I can do it."
Grinning a bit foolishly, he said, scratching the back of his head, "Sorry about that."
"No � that's all right," Nami said.
He kissed her again, and she couldn't help but smile, liking the feel of his lips, and liking how warm he felt while pressing down against her. After he glanced up at the clock, he made a miserable little expression.
"I should go. The cook guy will be looking for me." He said, touching her cheek, "Sorry. I can be back tonight."
"That's all right," she said. "I know you have work to do, Luffy." Smiling, she kissed his palm, "You can just come back tonight - I don't mind at all."
Then he was gone. He found his shirt, pants and the apron, and clothed himself while plopping his hat back onto his head. Luffy smiled and waved as he left - exactly the same way he had entered.
Her head flopped to the side, looking at the mess on her abdomen, You sure had a lot backed up, didn't you, Luffy? Reaching down to touch the semen, she quivered before gathering it onto her hand and fingers. I want to give you something � even if you never know - because I'm about to take everything away from you.
Resolving herself, Nami thrust the seed covered fingers into herself, and winced slightly from the raw feeling of her nether regions, but she continued to fill herself with the precious wealth that he had left behind.
After it was gone, and she had her hips tilted up to allow it to flow inside deeper, she considered actually staying for the night - so as she might get another chance to carry his child. Nami knew that she might never leave him after that, however. Since she had told him that she would be leaving, could she honestly trust herself to not tell him about the possibility of a baby?
"I can do this," she said to the pillow. "I almost have all the money." Touching her stomach, she smiled, "And then we'll be free."

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