Shades of Red and Green

Hello again everyone and Merry Christmas! The good news is the fall semester is over. The bad news is I'll be busy for much of this break and all next semester. I'll try and write, I really will, but I don't know how much I can do all at once so enjoy this while you can!

Thanks once again to nimblnymph for her mad beta skills and for all her gracious compliments that make me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Once again, One Piece is not mine. Too bad, so sad.

Prompt: Toys

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The Gift That Keeps on Giving

Nami didn't even need to look up when the door to her room opened. She could guess by his footsteps, deceptively soft for a man his size, the identity of her visitor.

"Back already?" she asked without shifting her focus away from the map she was carefully etching details into with a newly sharpened pencil. "I thought you would have stayed longer considering this island has the reputation for being one big red light district."

Her tone was teasing. Ever since she had become intimately involved with the swordsman of their crew, she knew he had been nothing but faithful to her. He was more likely to spend hours in one of the island's seedy bars, preferring the company of alcohol over a purchased woman.

"You've seen one brothel, you've seen them all," he teased right back, his mouth curling into a smirk as he unstrapped his trio of swords and carefully rested them next to her desk.

"Oh please," she giggled. "You don't have the money to buy even the ugliest girl at a brothel."

Zoro chuckled, circling around to stand behind her chair. His hand fell to the nape of her neck and began playing with the short strands of hair there. "Why would I pay for a girl when I can have you for free?"

Nami smiled, finally lifting her eyes from her work to turn look at him. She was about to give a witty retort that it was actually she who had her way with him most of the time when her eyes fell on a small brown paper bag in his free hand.

"What's that?" she asked.

Zoro's smirk deepened as he leaned over to place the parcel on her desk. "A present for you."

"Oh?" the navigator replied, genuinely surprised. While Zoro was many things-fiercely loyal, protective, and sometimes quite affectionate-he was not known to be the sentimental type.

"What is it?" she asked, trying to hide her obvious pleasure at his thoughtfulness so that she wasn't grinning like an idiot.

"Open it and find out," Zoro encouraged, his fingers leaving her hair to rest on her bare shoulder, fingers slipping under the strap of her tank top to absently run over the skin there.

Nami took the bag in her hands, gently unrolling the folds that were holding the top closed. She was greeted with white tissue paper, obscuring whatever might be inside, but when she reached into the bag, her fingers closed around something smooth and hard.

The object in her hand was no longer than two inches and oblong in shape. The corners were rounded and smooth and while the object seemed to be plastic, it was painted a shimmery pale blue.

And Nami hadn't the slightest idea as to what it was.

She heard Zoro chuckle behind her, obviously amused by her perplexed expression. He leaned over, larger, calloused hand taking the strange object as he whispered in her ear, "Let me show you. Stand up."

The auburn haired woman hesitantly allowed the swordsman to guide her to her feet and turn her around, pushing the chair to the side so there was nothing in between them.

Taking the gift in his hand, he pressed in close, pinning her against the edge of the desk. His dark eyes never left hers as he reached between them, smoothing the plastic object over her thigh and up the inside of her leg under the short denim skirt she wore. Her expression was questioning, unsure of what he was trying to do, but when he twisted the top of the slender rod, her eyes widened as she felt it begin to vibrate against the silky material of her panties.

She instinctively tried to close her legs against the sudden stimulation, but Zoro's hand was already wedged between her thighs. He smirked at her reaction as he dragged the vibrator back and forth over her cloth covered sex.

"I can't believe you," she gasped, trying to ignore the pleasurable tingles that radiated through her core as the toy smoothed over her clit. "You bought me a vibrator?"

"You seem to be enjoying it," he said softly, the amusement audible in his voice as he used the tip of the plastic toy to draw teasing circles around the fleshy button that was already beginning to swell.

Nami let out her breath in what she tried to disguise as an exasperated sigh, but Zoro knew it had something to do with the way he had suddenly applied pressure directly to her clit.

"What do you say we try out your present?" the swordsman rasped, the fingers of his unoccupied hand working under her skirt and tugging down her panties.

Nami tried to wriggle away as the silky garment was pulled down her thighs to pool around her ankles, but he made sure to keep her pinned against the desk. Swatting at him seemed to have no effect.

"Zoro, not now," she hissed. "The others could get back at any time!"

Not to be deterred, the swordsman easily captured one of her slender wrists in his hand while his other pressed the vibrating toy up against her naked skin. Without panties to shield her sensitive flesh, the shivering device felt far more intense. Nami cried out in surprise as tingling pleasure suddenly raced through her when he once again pressed his gift against her most sensitive place.

"You don't have to worry about the others," he whispered, staring down at her with hungry eyes. "Robin took Chopper to a bookstore that will keep the two of them engaged for quite a while. Luffy and Usopp are eating and you know that could take all day, and considering how many women are in this town, I think it's safe to say Sanji will be indisposed for at least a few more hours."

"But−"

Nami's retort was cut off by a breathless gasp as Zoro rubbed the toy back and forth over her throbbing button. The pleasure intensified, making her body tremble and her knees weaken and if it hadn't been for the desk he had her pinned against, she might have collapsed to the floor.

"You're all out of excuses," he said with a smirk. He actually found it rather cute when she tried to stop his frequent sexual advances, because most of the time, she wound up naked and calling his name by the end. He enjoyed these little games they played, because seducing her was half the fun. Even now, as she tried to come with reasons why they shouldn't be fooling around, he could feel the slickness of her arousal coating his fingers, betraying that she indeed was enjoying the gift he had given her very much.

Her taupe colored eyes had lost some of their clarity, growing hazy as he continued to grind the plastic toy against her. She didn't really want to fight him, she just didn't want to give in so easily. Submitting to his will all the time without making him work for his prize would wound her pride a little. Given that her lover was one of the most lethal swordsmen in the world, she had to do something to make her feel that she had at least a little power over him. Zoro could appreciate that. Besides, he liked it when she was feisty.

However, it seemed that today he would easily win this match. The tiny tremors against her sensitive flesh already had her quaking as well. Small hands braced themselves against the desk as she let out a soft moan, full lips parting as she looked up at him with those big, beautiful eyes.

Zoro's cock twitched in his pants at the sound. No matter how many times he experienced sex with this woman, she still had the power to captivate him just as she had during their first time. She was sexy and strong, sometimes taking the lead and sometimes submitting to him. It looked like today she would be doing the latter considering she was parting her thighs slightly to allow him better access without taking the initiative and taking the toy from him to test it out herself.

Hypnotized by the erotic picture she made, Zoro dipped his head and captured her lips with his own in a kiss that was sensual and unhurried. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue stroked along her own while his hand never ceased in teasing her swollen pearl.

Their kiss left Zoro just as breathless as his lover as his own desire boiled in his veins. Knowing she was more than ready for him, and unable to wait any longer, he commanded her in a husky whisper to turn around.

Hesitantly, Nami obeyed, rotating so the front of her thighs were pressed up against the edge of the desk. His hand momentarily fell away from her sex, taking the toy with it and she mourned the loss with a frustrated moan. But when his breath ghosted over her ear, telling her to take off her shirt, she couldn't suppress her shiver of excitement. She pulled the garment over her head and tossed it away carelessly, her bra followed soon after as Zoro deftly undid the clasp and slid the straps down her arms.

His lips found her shoulder, kissing and sucking the creamy skin as the vibrator returned to tease one of her nipples. The pink skin of her areola puckered immediately at the stimulation, the toy spreading the warm, wet slickness of her arousal over her sensitive breast.

"Zoro," she cooed, leaning back into his touch and already forgetting her concern about possibly being walked in on. Her thighs rubbed together restlessly as he teased one breast and then the other, working her nipples into hard points and arousing her further.

Her ragged gasps filled the air, but when she heard the metallic zip of his fly being undone, she sucked in her breath in anticipation.

"Spread you legs," he growled behind her, his hand pushing her skirt over her hips and revealing her toned rear while his other abandoned teasing her full breasts.

Nami obeyed, taking a wider stance as she leaned forward and braced her hands on the desk, eager for some relief to the burning heat that had pooled in her loins. He pressed against her, the material of his pants rough against her skin, and she was reminded that while Zoro was fully clothed, all she had on was the mini skirt that was currently bunched around her waist.

She really didn't have time to complain, because at that moment he pushed forward and filled her up with his thick length in one smooth stroke, forcing them both to moan in pleasure. Slick walls suddenly gripped him, surrounding him in tight heat as he began to thrust, his strokes slow and deep.

"Nami, you're so damn wet," he groaned, loving how he effortlessly glided in and out. "I guess that means you like my present."

The navigator moaned in agreement, enthralled by the way his cock massaged her inner walls, advancing and retreating and creating the most wonderful friction that made her head spin and her nerve endings burn.

Zorro chuckled at how his woman was already so caught up in the moment, moaning incoherently every time he pushed into her. He attributed her excessive passion to the fact that he had worked her up with the vibrator first, and suddenly he wondered just how wild she would become if he continued to use it.

Without warning, he reached around to the front of her body with the shiny plastic bullet in hand. He expertly found her clit and pressed the shivering toy against her, grinding the sensitive nub in circles as he continued to fill her hard and deep.

Nami cried out, back snapping into an arch as liquid fire suddenly ran through her veins. The intense stimulation to the bundle of nerves above her opening intensified her pleasure ten fold and she collapse forward onto her forearms as her legs became too weak to hold her. She rested her forehead on her wrists, her moans dissolving into broken sobs as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Zoro leaned over her prone form and whispered words in her ear. Some of them were dirty and some soothing, but the low, raspy tone of his voice was more important than what was actually being said. The vibrator continued to buzz against her clit as his cock filled her tight sex and she found herself racing towards orgasm at an alarming speed. With little warning, she was plunged headlong into ecstasy, her hands gripping the edge of her desk until her knuckled turned white.

"Oh...oh god yes...mmm...ah! Zorooooo!"

She threw her head back, wailing his name as her sex contracted hard around him. Her whole body was convulsing, orgasm intensified by the vibrations against her pearl. The swordsman gritted his teeth against his own pleasure as she rippled around him. She was so damn sexy, so hot and wet and tight and beautiful that he almost gave in to his own release. Somehow, he managed to hold out. The exertion left him gasping for breath just as she was when she finally came down from her high, trembling weakly as her body sagged against the desk.

He pressed soft kisses to her bare back and shoulders and tried to ignore the painful throb of his cock as he pulled out of her. He turned off the vibrator and set it on the desk before tugging his shirt over his head. The material, now sweaty and damp clung to him uncomfortably and he craved the feel of her skin against his. He gathered Nami in his arms and sat down in the chair he had previously pushed aside, pulling her into his lap with her back settled against his chest.

"You know, the vibrator wasn't the only thing in that bag," he chuckled against her shoulder as his hands wrapped around her body possessively.

"What?" Nami mumbled, still in a daze after such an intense orgasm.

Zoro chuckled again, pleased that he had pleasured her into such a state. But he wasn't done with her yet.

He leaned forward, cradling Nami in one arm while the other plucked the bag off the desk. He rummaged to the bottom, discarding the excess tissue paper until he extracted a small tube of some sort of liquid.

"Is that...?"

Nami trailed off as her eyes rested on the tube's tiny label which read "Flavored Lubricant." The green subtext said "Mint," and though she wanted to roll her eyes at the absurdity of it, she supposed that it was better than banana or pineapple flavored.

"There hasn't been an occasion I can remember where I needed any help getting wet enough for you," she stated, a little offended that he had bought lube when he knew damn well he could have her soaking through her panties with just a little foreplay.

"I know," Zoro rasped, his voice still husky and seductive. "But there's other places that don't get so wet...places inside you I've never been, but want to try."

Nami instantly stiffened at his words, watching with wide eyes as his hands unscrewed the cap and squeezed a small amount of the tube's contents onto his pointer finger.

"Zoro," she warned, squirming in his lap as she realized where he meant to touch her.

"Shh, just relax," he whispered against her ear. "If you decide you don't like it, we can stop, but at least give it a try."

Although she was not keen on the idea at all, she trusted Zoro completely and knew he would never hurt her. She just didn't like the idea of him touching a place that was reserved for less hygienic things. Why didn't he find that place completely disgusting?

Hesitantly, she spread her thighs, allowing him access to the puckered hole below the one he had already explored today. His finger began drawing gentle circles around its perimeter, making her gasp as the cold gel was smeared over her skin.

"Relax," he told her again. "If you clench up, it will be uncomfortable."

The navigator nodded mutely, biting her lip in uneasy anticipation as his digit began to press against her gently, slightly parting the tight ring of muscles. He increased the pressure steadily, sinking into her bit by bit. Nami whimpered at the strange sensation of something going inside a place that she previously had never considered to be erotic. The lube allowed him to slide inside with relative ease, his progress hindered only by the sheer tightness of her body. It didn't exactly hurt, but it certainly didn't give her the pleasure she felt when he filled her sex the same way.

Zoro bit back a groan at the incredible heat and tightness surrounding him. Her pussy never failed to satisfy, but he knew her ass would squeeze him in a way her sex simply could not, and the sheer taboo of it made her all the more alluring.

"How does that feel?" he whispered, holding her close to him with an arm wrapped around her waist as he experimentally wriggled his finger inside.

"It feels...weird," Nami confessed as he began to ease his digit back out half way before pushing up inside her again. She tried not to focus on the slight burning sensation as she was stretched, but when he pushed another lubed finger into her, it was hard to ignore the discomfort.

In, out and around, his fingers moved over and over, opening her up and stretching her out with slow, gentle thrusts. The pain gradually lessened but Nami still didn't feel anymore comfortable with the idea. At last he pulled free and reached for the small tube once more and she watched with apprehension as he squeezed a small amount into his palm before wrapping his hand around his cock. She watched him cover his shaft in lube by giving himself a few strokes, his cock hard and hot between her thighs.

When he began to guide his length to the hole he had just stretched, she tried her best not to tense up, but she couldn't help but fear that this was going to hurt a whole lot more than his fingers. After all, his cock was a great deal thicker.

"Are you ready?" he rasped against her ear and she nodded, feeling the blunt end of his shaft press against her ass. His hands went to her hips and pressed her down gently as he lifted his own hips, forcing her tight hole to open up and take him in. The lubrication aided his passage, allowing him to slide slickly into tight heat, but even so, Nami found herself uncomfortably full. Zoro let out a ragged groan behind her, whispering naughty thighs about how good she felt, but she still couldn't quite relax.

At last he was fully seated inside her. Zoro was panting with the effort of not pulling out and bucking up into her hard. She was so tight that her slightest movement squeezed him deliciously, and so damn hot that he thought he would melt inside her. But even through the pleasure, he noticed that Nami's body was unusually rigid, muscles tense even though he had told her to relax. Apparently she wasn't enjoying this quite as much as he was.

He leaned forward to pluck the vibrator off the table, growling softly as the subtle movement made her flex around his length.

"Spread your legs wider," he commanded gently, switching on the vibrator and bringing it to her clit once more.

She gasped as hot sparks of pleasure instantly raced along her spine as he began to grind the toy against her sensitive flesh. He moaned as her whole body convulsed, squeezing him in response to the stimulus against her slick skin.

"Is that better?" he asked, one hand gripping her hip to keep her from squirming as the other worked the toy over her.

"Yeah," she breathed, the pain dulling quickly as the pleasure overshadowed it. He teased her swollen nub, drawing gentle circles around it before pressing it directly against her clit, making her quiver and squirm for entirely different reasons.

Unable to hold out any longer, Zoro finally allowed himself to thrust shallowly in and out of her body. The tightness was incredible and he couldn't hold back a guttural moan as she flexed around his cock.

There was slight pain as he began to rock his hips against her, but the pleasure radiating from her clit made it bearable. In fact, there was something about the slight stinging pain that made the pleasure even more enjoyable. Nami soon found herself aiding her lover's endeavor by lifting her hips in time with his thrusts, bracing her feet on the floor so she could bounce atop his cock.

"Oh fuck," he hissed as she began to move on her own, nearly dropping the plastic bullet that was becoming increasingly slippery from her accumulating juices. "That's it Nami, ride me just like that."

The navigator only moaned in response, tossing her head and sending short auburn hair flying as he impaled her ass over and over until the pain faded away all together. To her surprise, it actually started to feel good as he his cock hit strange and new places within her. He found sensitive places within her that had never before been stimulated, and she moaned encouragements as she continued to grind her hips against his.

Nami had never imagined having Zoro inside such a place could feel so good. It was dirty, vulgar, and yet she found herself incredibly aroused as he explored the previously untouched realm of her ass.

Zoro ran the vibrator up and down her slit, pleased with the fact that she was once again absolutely soaking wet. Convinced that she was now equally enjoying their coupling, he abandoned her clit. He pushed the shivering toy deep into her sex and groaned as her wet hole eagerly swallowed it up.

Nami's back arched as her pussy was suddenly filled. The vibrations against the sensitive tissue inside made her head fall back against his chest as her moans went up an octave. His hands were now both free to rest on her hips and he began guiding her up and down at a faster speed, extracting heated sounds of pleasure from both of them as he slammed her down and filled her deep.

The swordsman could actually feel the vibrator against his own cock, the reverberations passing through the thin barrier of tissue between her pussy and her ass to stimulate him as well. He bucked up against her harder, encouraged by her cries that were spiraling ever higher. The familiar pitch of her voice told him that she was on the brink, just as he was.

Knowing he wouldn't last much longer, he moved one hand back to her clit and began to flick his finger back and forth over the pink pearl. He knew just the right tempo and pressure required to send her over the edge and within moments she was writhing in his lap.

"That's it, Nami. Come for me," he breathed in her ear, his own voice strained with his impending release. He could feel her body tightening, her muscles coiling around him in preparation for the final, cataclysmic release.

His voice heightened her arousal, deep and dark like rich wine or velvety chocolate. Hard muscle flexed against her softer curves as he thrust up into her, making her cry out his name without even realizing she was doing so. Her hands grasped his wrists, oblivious to the way his fingers were now digging into her hips as she at last succumbed to the pleasure. Body shaking, back arching, knees spreading wide, she came almost violently as her womb contracted sharply. She squeezed so hard that the vibrator within her was forced from her body and fell to the floor where it continued to shiver against the hard wood.

Zoro gave a hoarse shout as he felt her body clamp down on him, her ass becoming impossibly tight until he had no choice but to erupt inside her. With jaw clenched and body tense, his cock pulsed once, twice, and then a third, each time pumping a stream of his hot, sticky seed within her. For a few blissful moments, he was aware of nothing else but the sheer ecstasy of it, and when he returned from euphoria, he found Nami shivering weakly in his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and cradled her smaller form until the worst of her trembling subsided, dipping his head to press soft kisses to her bared shoulder and neck.

For a long moment the only sound in the room was their ragged breaths gradually returning to normal and the dull buzz of the vibrator from somewhere under the desk. At last the silence was broken by Nami's soft laugh.

"I think I like it when you bring me presents."

Zoro smirked against her shoulder, inhaling the sweet scent of her skin and the musk of her arousal.

"For somebody who was so unsure, you certainly seemed to like what I did to you."

Ordinarily his comment would have earned him an elbow in the ribs, but Nami was still basking in post orgasmic bliss and found she really didn't have the energy to berate him.

"Well, just don't get used to it," she sighed, shifting just enough that his flaccid length slipped free of her body. "I still like the other way better."

The swordsman's smirk only deepened. He knew she could talk all she wanted, but when it was just the two of them alone in her bed, he could convince her to try just about anything. However, he was content with having her ass just on special occasions.

"If that's the case, then I'm sure we have enough time to do things your way one more time," he whispered mirthfully, taking delight in the way her whole body tensed at his words.

"Zoro," she sighed in aggravation. "Don't you think we've had enough for one day?"

His laugh was a low rumble in his chest. Too much sex? As far as Zoro was concerned, there was no such thing.

He answered her question by abruptly throwing her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and stooping temporarily to fish the still buzzing vibrator out from under the desk. Despite her screeching protests, he tossed her onto her bed and was upon her in an instant, silencing her aggravated shrieks with a kiss. Instantly, her body relaxed against his and he knew he had already conquered her as he ignited her arousal all over again.

As they parted to gasp for breath, Nami shot him a devilish smile.

"Maybe this time around I can stick my new toy in your ass."

Zoro's smug expression instantly evaporated and the navigator giggled, tugging him down for another kiss. As he explored her mouth, tasting the flavor he could never get tired of, he sincerely hoped that she was kidding.

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Appropriate fic for Christmas, yes? I hope you all enjoyed it!