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Buying Love	By : Saitochan Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 4867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece, its characters, its plot or anything in the One Piece Universe. And no, I don't profit from writing this fic either. If I did... wouldn't that be great? But no, I don't, so don't sue me.

Chapter List
- 1-Buying Love
- 2-Ensnaring Zoro
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Horray! My first reviews! Thanks a lot to Sarcasm!!!, Far Away and masterdion; I really needed a boost like that to get back to writing. I’m really sorry it’s been so long since I last updated, but Inspiration managed to elude me every time I sat down to try and write.

But well, since I’m (finally) up to date, both concerning the Anime and the Manga, and Oda’s weekly updates never fail to keep me wanting more, I’m going to make an effort and force myself to write again… Even if the result is a bunch of worthless crap. Ok, here goes… I just hope I haven’t lost my touch…

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Buying Love

Chapter 2 – Ensnaring Zoro

Finally. One week had gone by since Nami had made her last approach on Zoro. Seven days since he’d said he’d think about it. A whole freaking week in which the Red-haired Navigator’s nerves were put to the test. When her patience had all but run out, and she was plotting some new way to get inside the lazy swordsman’s pants, lady luck smiled upon her, and it was Zoro who came to her with an answer.

So that’s how it was going to be. Roronoa Zoro, the infamous pirate and former pirate hunter, had finally surrendered to her charms.

Night had fallen, and after assigning the night guard to Usopp, Nami waved for Zoro to follow her into her room. The first mate began walking behind the female navigator, though his lack of interest was rather apparent.

As the crew saw them both walking towards Nami’s room, they all knew what was about to happen. It wasn’t a secret to anyone anymore. That night, no one was allowed even to get close to that closed room, let alone interrupting whatever was happening inside unless they were hit by the greatest storm in all of the seven seas. And even in that case, the interruption would have severe consequences.

And so, being so close to ensnaring the swordsman, Nami wasn’t willing to let a single moment of the night go to waste. The two of them had barely just gotten inside, when the red-haired woman walked to a trunk close to her bed, and opened it to reveal a great assortment of sex toys. “So” she said with a sweet and jovial tone. “What do you want to do?”

Zoro closed the door quickly. He could feel his cheeks burning. “Wh-what do you mean?” he stammered with a low voice. “You were the one who offered me a free night in this business of yours! Don’t pretend you don’t know what I want…” Nami turned to him and smiled. One look at his face was enough to see he was mortified. Who knew he could be so shy when it came to sex? For such a powerful warrior, he was easily embarrassed.

“I know that dummy” she said with an almost childish expression. “I’m talking about how you want to do it. You want to be on top? Want to tie me up? Are you into role-playing? If you want to use some toys, there’s a lot of interesting things in this trunk…”

Zoro’s surprise grew with each item she mentioned. *All those things must’ve cost a fortune!* He thought. *Where did she get all the money for…? Oh, yeah. That’s right*. The young swordsman let out a sigh. At least all the money taken from his crewmates was being put to some use.

Though still a little nervous, Zoro made his way to Nami’s bed and sat down, while the female navigator kept pulling things out of her trunk. *Damn it…* said Zoro to himself. *I don’t really care much for sex…. Why is she doing all this for?*

Nami kept on pulling vibrators, massaging oils, handcuffs, whips and every kind of sex toy ever known to men out of her trunk. Zoro could feel his distress grow with every item the red-headed navigator produced, until he finally had enough and stood up to leave when the female pirate grabbed a strap-on dildo and gave him an evil and naughty look.

“Wait!” said Nami as Zoro was reaching the door. “Where do you think you’re going? We haven’t done anything yet…” Zoro’s voice was low and gruffy when he answered, and he didn’t even bother to look at the female navigator while he was leaving. “I changed my mind." A simple, blunt and straight-forward answer, so very typical of Zoro.

But Nami wasn’t about to let her pray escape that easily. With a speed that could’ve caught even one of the Shichibukai by surprise, she ran after the former pirate hunter, and before he could fully open the door, she had her arms around his torso, hugging him from behind. There was no strength in that embrace; it was soft and gentle. If Zoro really wanted to break free of her arms, he wouldn’t have needed to use even an ounce of his strength, but he stood motionless between the half-open door and the body pressed against his back, unsure about what to do.

When the red-haired navigator realized she had managed to stop Zoro from leaving, she stretched one of her arms to close the door while keeping her other one around the swordsman’s waist. The sound the door made when it closed again marked Nami’s victory: Zoro wasn’t going to get away that night. “Come on” said Nami with a soft and alluring whisper, which sounded almost like a purr. “Come to bed. You’re very tense. Let me give you a massage…”

A massage. That seemed like a nice, slow and relaxing way to start. While the female pirate tugged slightly on his shirt to lead him back to the bed, Zoro felt one last pang of desire to escape that room, a feeling he couldn’t quite explain. What was he so afraid of? Was his common sense (which wasn’t as developed as a sane and normal person’s, but still there nonetheless) warning him against getting indebted with Nami, or against something else?

*Damn it… A massage?* Thought the santoryuu user, a little annoyed at his indecisiveness. *Why the hell not? What’s the worse that could happen?* and letting go of most of his reluctance, he walked the rest of the way to the bed and sat down. Yet, when both pirates were sitting together, and Nami tried to push on his chest and get him to lie down, Zoro couldn’t help but resist. The idea of being literally “pushed into submission” by that red-haired siren was in fact, a little unnerving. After all, where would he be if he let himself be pushed around by others?

Feeling his body stiffen under her touch, the female navigator realized Zoro was really asking for it. Fighting back her rising impatience, she looked at him in the eye and asked "Before we start, how about a drink?” Zoro nodded slightly. “What do you want? How about some sake? Or maybe a cup of tea? We could even ask Sanji to make you a cocktail…”

“Some sake… would be nice” answered the swordsman, his tension readily apparent in his voice. He knew he was playing pretty much the way she expected him to, but what the hell. A few drinks couldn’t hurt. And besides, no matter what the situation, he wasn’t about to refuse some sake.

“Then sake it is” said Nami as she walked to a smaller trunk close to her closet, and opened it to reveal an assortment of bottles and glasses. She took out a bottle of sake and a small cup, as well as a little bag she had hidden in the bottom of the trunk. Very discretely, she opened the bag and took out a tiny red pill. “You know Zoro? Even though you appear mysterious at times, you seem to be quite predictable” she said, trying to distract her keen almost-customer from what she was about to do.

The green-haired swordsman cocked a brow and said “What’s that supposed to mean?” Nami smiled at him and while holding his gaze, she uncorked the sake bottle and answered “Nothing, it’s just I could’ve bet a million beli you’d choose the sake”. And then, taking advantage of the small distraction her small talk provided, she discretely threw the pill inside the bottle. It took it only a couple seconds to dissolve completely, and Zoro didn’t notice a thing.

“Well, can you blame me?” said Zoro with a smirk. “Tea seems like a mood-breaker, and at this point, drinking a cocktail made by Sanji is no less dangerous than a marine ship on our tails”. Serving the first drink, Nami looked at him disbelievingly. “And why is that? I always find the drinks he makes quite delicious” she said while handing the drink to the green-haired swordsman.

“It’s not that complicated” said Zoro before emptying the cup in a single gulp, and while he relished the sake’s taste and the warm feeling as the liquor ran down his throat, the female navigator tried her best to conceal her devilish smile. “If you add up Sanji’s obsession towards you, his attitude towards me, and his desire to hog you all for himself, it would be no surprise if he tried to poison me”.

“I guess you have a point” said Nami, serving the swordsman a second drink. Now it was only a matter of time before the aphrodisiac took effect. Unless they were attacked by some really bad-ass pirates, marines or sea monsters at that very instant, there was no way she was letting go of Zoro that night.

Without the slightest suspicion, the former Pirate Hunter downed the second drink. He was feeling more relaxed already, and when Nami pushed him slightly onto the bed and told him to lie face down, Zoro did it so willingly it surprised himself. Was he already following that Red-headed wench’s orders, after only two drinks? Man, that was some strong sake.

With her prey lying down comfortably on her bed, Nami got up, instructed Zoro to take off his shirt and shoes, lit up some candles around the room, and turned off the main light to create a more relaxing (and even romantic) atmosphere. She then kneeled besides the bed to start massaging Zoro’s right arm, but before she could start, the green-haired swordsman was offering her a freshly poured cup of sake. “Come on, drink up” was everything the warrior said, while shooting her a strange and alluring look.

Though Zoro didn’t suspect he had been drugged, and was only offering his female crewmate a drink out of courtesy, chivalry and most importantly, the desire not to drink alone, Nami couldn’t help but feel a little reticent. Had he discovered her trick already?

Of course, she could’ve refused the drink. She knew there was a potent aphrodisiac in every drop poured from that bottle. She could’ve found any amount of excuses not to drink it, but in the end, she discovered she couldn’t care less. If her crewmate had indeed seen through her strategy, he would’ve acted rather differently. And, on the other hand, the aphrodisiac would provide an unexpected thrill to the occasion. Even if it turned out that Zoro was a lousy lover, with that aphrodisiac, she could still have a pleasant evening, at the very least. So she drank the sake.

As Nami took the empty cup away from her lips, she found the swordsman’s eyes had not strayed an inch away from her, as if waiting to see her reaction to the sake she had just drank. Without any idle words, she smiled pleasantly, put down the empty cup and grabbed Zoro’s right hand, starting to rub it from the fingertips and slowly making her way up, but his eyes never left hers.

At first, she hadn’t cared too much for the swordsman’s unwavering glance, but after a while, Nami couldn’t help but feel petrified under the strength of his deep and penetrating gaze. It was as if Zoro was searching, or rather waiting for something to show on her features. By the time the red-headed navigator finished rubbing her crewmate’s right hand, she had become quite unnerved by those hard and expecting eyes, so she tried her best to ignore them, focusing instead on the room they were so comfortably going to spend the night.

The candlelight that filled the room was soft and soothing, and it seemed that everything had fallen silent but for the rhythmic swaying of the waves. Despite having been a pirate for quite a few years already (and a hardened pirate, at that), the female navigator could feel how that girly part buried deep within her was really enjoying the situation. After so many nights of selflessly fulfilling the sexual fantasies of her crewmates, a little romance was really nice. Even if it wasn’t meant for her, it didn’t mean she didn’t get to enjoy it.

A low groan from the swordsman returned Nami’s attention to the task at hand. “You OK?” she asked without stopping her rubbing. She was delighted to find that Zoro had closed his eyes, focusing entirely on the pleasurable sensations her hands brought upon him. “I’m not rubbing too hard, am I?”

“No, quite the opposite, actually” answered Zoro in a soft and low voice. “You’re pretty good at this. It feels really good.” Nami smiled playfully as she continued rubbing the swordsman’s right arm. “You haven’t seen anything yet”.

As her hands worked their way up Zoro’s arm, the female navigator couldn’t help but notice how unbelievably hard all of his muscles really were. It was one thing watching him fight and train and whatnot, when she could see his carefully trained body accomplish truly inhuman feats, but it was something else entirely to touch those strong muscles, to feel their toughness, as proof of the strength they possessed. To say they were just rock-hard would be an understatement. It felt to Nami more like she was rubbing an iron pole covered in human skin. She blushed.

Few words were spoken while she kept rubbing Zoro’s skin with various oils and lotions; both pirates were too busy to fill the silence with idle talk. There were, however, many sounds of approval coming from the former pirate hunter, who let out a soft moan or a sigh every time Nami found a sensitive spot or rubbed some places in just the right way.

Little by little, Nami began feeling the effects of the aphrodisiac on her body. It was as if she was slowly invaded by a feverish warmth, and she soon noticed with delight that the feel of Zoro’s warm body against her hands was nearly intoxicating, and that every even the slightest sound from her partner for that evening never failed to sound extremely erotic.

While her body became more and more sensitive, as well as more aroused, Nami’s patience threatened to run out. She couldn’t wait to finish her massage to turn Zoro around and ride him like there was no tomorrow, but she managed to control herself. After all, this was just business, and her objective was to hook up the young swordsman, making it as pleasurable for him as she possibly could. Her own pleasure would have to wait. Still, she decided to speed things up a little. While she worked on the swordsman’s back muscles, she had him down two more drinks of sake, so he would be good and horny long before she got to finish.

“So, having a good time already?” said Nami when she reached the hem of her nakama’s pants. “You ready to spice things up a little?” However, she didn’t even wait for his response. She had no need to ask in the first place, because she knew that after four aphrodisiac drinks, Zoro had no way of refusing whatever she had to offer. So taking off her top and her bra, the female navigator poured some massaging oil on her breasts and rubbed it over her skin, losing herself for a moment on the pleasurable sensations it produced.

Meanwhile, the young warrior was burning with desire, and when Nami stopped her massage, he could only hope she was going to do something that would satisfy the sudden urge that had taken over him. However, as soon as he felt his female crewmate’s hot skin pressed against his back, it took most of his willpower to refrain from turning into a frenzied sex-craving beast. Of course, the feeling of Nami’s oiled and massive tits against his skin was driving him crazy with lust, but he wouldn’t allow himself to lose control. It was below him to act so… perverted.

It was a sweet torture for both of them. Both pirates were really starting to feel the effects of the aphrodisiac drinks, and with hot skin rubbing against hot skin, it was only a matter of time before one of them lost patience and moved in for the kill.

Nami was the first one to break. Her nipples were so hard they hurt a little when she rubbed them against Zoro’s back, and there were other parts of her body desperately craving to be touched. And so, unable to hold back any longer, she reached for the swordsman’s pants and began pulling them down. *I really hope he’s not expecting me to massage his legs* thought the red-haired navigator while she all but tore Zoro’s pants. She was about to start clawing at the boxers underneath, when the green-haired warrior turned around and grabbed her by the wrists.

“Nami, what the hell?” he said with a sudden outburst of anger that made him forget momentarily just how horny he was. “Those were my favorite pants!” Actually, they were the only ones he ever wore.

“Oh, don’t be such a crybaby” retorted Nami without even trying to conceal the desire in her voice. “I’ll buy you a pair, I’ll buy you a whole shipment if you want, just come here!” And with those words, she threw herself over her crewmate, claiming his lips in a passionate, almost savage kiss, while straddling over his hips. She could feel Zoro’s erection poking her through his underwear, and she was delighted to find out he had quite a sword between his legs. She started bucking her hips, rubbing his shaft against her hot core, loving every second of it, but also dying to be impaled right that instant.

However, just as she was beginning to enjoy herself, she felt Zoro’s strong hands lift her effortlessly by the waist and throw her unceremoniously on the bed. After a little squeal for being taken by surprise, Nami got up quickly, just to see the former pirate hunter had already gotten up and was removing what was left of his pants with an angry groan. For a moment, Nami pondered if she had maybe gone a bit overboard. *Is he really that angry? They’re just some lousy pants…*

Without a single word, the green-haired swordsman threw the remains of his garment to a corner and began walking towards the door. “Wait! I’m sorry about your pants… H-hey! Where are you going?” said Nami, not really knowing if trying to make him stay was the right thing to do or not. After all, Zoro did seem quite angry.

But much to her surprise, instead of walking out the door, Zoro walked to the nearest candle and before he blew it out, he said “Just turning off the lights. But don’t worry” and evil smirk crossed his face, and the candlelight made his eyes seem as if they were on fire, sparkling with an emotion between lust and anger. “I’ll get even with you.” And with that, he began blowing all the candles in the room, one by one.

“… Eh?” The female navigator could feel the proverbial anime drop of sweat running down the back of her head at the warrior’s unexpected behavior. “Hold it! Why are you doing this?” asked the female pirate with a shaky voice. She knew it was not the time to make demands, or to talk at all for that matter, but there was something unusual about her crewmate’s behavior.

“You said you’d do anything I wanted, right?” asked the fierce swordsman, while shooting Nami a glance that could’ve melted solid steel. It was as if she was facing a wild beast suddenly released of its cage, filled with the primal instincts she had been expecting to awaken with all her foreplay.

“Well, I-I did, but…” stammered Nami while she tried to fight her nervousness. The sexual tension and craving coming from him were almost tangible … it was really sexy, and even though she knew Zoro wouldn’t do anything to harm her, she couldn’t help but feel both puzzled at his request and a little nervous due to the uncertainty as to what the warrior might pull.

“It’s just weird, you know?” she said while Zoro kept on blowing out candles. “I just thought you’d want something different…” Truth to be said, even though when it came to business she always did as she was told, Nami was used to having some degree of control over what happened in her bedroom, even if that control was as limited as just knowing what was going to happen. But to be left in the darkness with a first-time customer (and one bought to the very limits of arousal) made her feel like she had lost all control over the situation. And in nearly every aspect, she had.

“Different like what?” asked the green-haired pirate while he kept putting out flames.

“Well, I don’t know” she said. “For instance, Usopp always asks me to act like he’s got the biggest dick I’ve ever seen or to shout his name while he fucks me, Sanji asks me to masturbate for him, and Luffy… well, it doesn’t really matter to him, as long as he gets to cum.” Nami had expected her talk would at least slow Zoro down, but it was obvious he didn’t give a rat’s ass for her other customer’s practices. She was just wasting her breath.

And before she knew it, Zoro was standing next to the last candle. Nami was at the end of the rope, and despite being just as horny as before, she wasn’t yet willing to give up the control she thought she still had. “At least tell me why you want to do it with the lights out” she half-whispered in one last attempt to win some time. “M-maybe... you have something to hide?”

It was sudden and extremely fast, but Nami saw it. A frown darkened the young warrior’s face for a split second, and then it was gone. “No lights” was everything she heard from Zoro, and his voice sounded so naughty and heated, that the female navigator wondered if she hadn’t imagined the short-lived change in her crewmate’s expression.

The last candle was blown out, and with a mixture of sexual thrill, nervousness and uncertainty, Nami braced herself for whatever was to happen next.

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Woooo! At last, I’m back to the writing world! I’m terribly sorry for the long LONG wait, but… I had some stuff going on.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I had to re-write it four times! I guess that's is more than enough proof that my time away from fanfiction has left me more than a little rusty.

Coming up next (finally!), the lemon! I just hope it comes faster than this chapter… and that I haven’t lost my touch (oh, who am I kidding? I’ve never had a “touch” to begin with XP).

See you next time!
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