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Lunar Effect
Chapter Three:
Waning Gibbous
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Nami chewed her lip as she looked out the window of their hotel room. For the first time since they had stayed in the hotel, Luffy had passed out before the moon had risen, and, as she had suspected, Luffy only did the deed when he was conscious. He had often taken her until exhaustion took him, and she then had to situate him so that it did not appear as if he had been pounding her into submission.
Which was sometimes difficult when he ended up passing out on top.
Nami should have felt some relief that Luffy wasn’t awake to ravage her, but her aching body was deciding otherwise.
She wanted him. Nami wanted him to wake up, and plunder her body of all sensibility.
With a whimper, however, she just pulled the covers over her head. After all, she needed to keep her strength up, and surely, she couldn’t just wake him up to relieve herself.
She tried to convince herself of this as she curled up.
“Nami.”
She blinked, brow creasing in confusion as she looked up, and then gaped at Luffy who was crawling onto her bed. Glancing out the window, she shuddered as she saw that the gibbous moon was still where it had been, and she sat up quickly.
“Luffy? Luffy, are you all right?”
“Nami ...” He shoved her down into the bed, drawing her covers away so he could grab her breasts.
“Luffy! Luffy, are you awake!?” Fear spiked in her heart, and she grasped his wrists as she attempted to get them off of her. She couldn’t let him realize what was going on if he was indeed aware of his surroundings - if he was cognizant, this was possibly breaking him inside.
“It’s lunacy,” Robin said.
Her brow furrowed as she looked up from her book, “What is?”
“The Tsuki Tsuki no Mi spreads lunacy. In some ancient cultures, they believed that the moon caused people to go crazy, to become mad.”
“So ... Luffy’s basically goes crazy when the moon’s up,” Nami said, though it sounded much like what they had already said.
The older woman mused, sipping at a cup of black coffee, “Yes, so even though he may not want to ... do crazy things, Luffy is helpless to his lunacy.”
Nami worried the inside of her cheek at the thought, and she said, “So even if Luffy were conscious somehow ... he’d be unable to stop himself.” She looked across the table at her, “Do you think ... if the Moon Man hits him again, the effect might become stronger?”
Robin frowned at that, “If anything ... I think the moon itself will have the greatest effect on him.”
“Wha - what do you mean?”
“The moon transforms every night,” she said slowly, setting her cup down. “It may be possible that the moon’s phases - besides just the new moon stopping the ability - can have other influences as well.”
Nami swallowed with a dry throat, and she whispered, “Like what ...?”
“That remains to be seen.”
“Luffy, are you awake!?” Nami felt her tears start falling, and she tried to look into his eyes. Were they still vacant?
When she saw his eyes glinting in the light of the moon, she became confused, staring at the emptiness. He certainly didn’t seem to be aware. Was he just living through his nightmare in his head as well?
Luffy bent down to suck onto her throat, and Nami choked out a moan as her eyes drifted over to the smaller gibbous moon before they finally just closed. It felt dirty and sullied again. If he was even slightly aware of his actions, all of Nami’s efforts were wasted. His tongue felt lewd as he trailed it down to her collarbone to bite and nibble, and she felt shameful as she moaned, arching her body to his.
She gasped as he unexpectedly tore her pajama slip in half, exposing her bouncing breasts and wide hips. Nami released a squeal as she watched the tip of his tongue circle over and around her pert teat before he took it gently between teeth to tug up.
“Aaah!”
Nami gripped his shoulders while his other hand went down between her thighs to wrench them open. She sucked air in sharply as his fingers dove straight into her womanhood, and she couldn’t stop the throaty moan that escaped her. While his mouth wrapped around her nipple to work on it as if he wanted to suck it off entirely, Nami’s arms looped around his shoulders as she squealed.
His two fingers scissored slightly inside of her, twisting her soaked insides as she sobbed. It was all she needed anymore apparently as he quickly thrust into her, and her jaw dropped while she cried into his ear.
His lean, muscular body filled her with every pound of his hips against hers, and she arched up in want for it, trembling.
I can't control it! I ... I like it too much! Why did he have to feel so good? Nami coiled her arms around him, shaking while Luffy simply owned her. I'm just ... if he knows what he's doing now, shouldn't I show him that it doesn't hurt me? It's not a lie ... I'm not lying to myself!
Suddenly, he pulled her hips up higher into the air, positioning himself onto his feet to thrust straight down into her. She screamed, almost feeling herself lose consciousness as she came ...
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Shuddering, Nami blinked her eyes opened, and creaked out a moan only to gasp. She had passed out! And the sky outside was beginning to brighten.
Above her, Luffy still thrust away, and she felt her hips involuntarily roll up to meet him. Had he continued through the night while she had been knocked out?
Thrills went through her body from the thought, but she tried to get a hold of herself. Morning was fast approaching, and she wasn't going to risk thinking he would remember simply because he was moaning her name. She would do anything to make sure that Luffy never found out.
And if he became conscious right on top of her, he would not be unable to piece everything together. Surely, Luffy wasn't that much of a dolt.
So before the sun rose, Nami had to take action.
With all of her strength, Nami shoved him to the side, and straddled his hips only to squeak as he started to push her back onto her back. Thinking quickly, she thrust herself onto his rigid shaft, and moaned when he stopped trying to be on top. Instead, his large hands slapped onto her hips to grab her boldly, thrusting her body up and down his hot, slick manhood.
Nami shakily started to help, grinding her hips, and trying to move them in circles. His strong hands made it rather difficult, but soon, he began to thrust her down in a way so the underside of his cock would rub against her back wall. She whimpered from the slight loss of sensation, but pressed more against his underbelly. After all, it was his turn to black out.
When she gazed down into his deep black eyes, she attempted to thrust quicker. At least up here, perhaps Luffy would think she had initiated it.
Her already pounding heart began to ache as she realized if everything turned out fine, and Luffy never knew, this would end. She felt weak as she rode his glorious body. Nami wanted to orgasm on his shaft so much that she knew she was addicted. Every thrust was another shot of his drug into her womb, and she was being driven wild. How could she stop cold turkey from all of this?
Nami started stroking her clitoris, choking out a sob from the relief of it as she moved above him.
"Nami!" For a split second, she froze - as much as she could given that Luffy hadn't stopped - but when she looked down at him, his eyes were still empty. When she began to stroke herself again, once more, her captain called to her.
She felt a shudder run through her body. Nami grasped one of her breasts a bit awkwardly, squeezing like she remembered him doing. Her name was on his lips in an instant, and again as she played with her nipple. Panting, Nami bucked, beginning to work a little more furiously with both nubs, and somehow, Luffy's thrusts sped up.
She whimpered as she looked down at herself, and moaned from a sudden, dastardly thought. Without further adieu, Nami leaned down her head as much as she was able, and successfully caught her nipple into her mouth, sucking with a lewd moan of delight. Her hips were moving in a blur now, and she could barely concentrate on thrusting herself, leaving it to Luffy's powerful arms, hands, and hips to do the work, and her freed hand gravitated to her other teat to flick it.
Her entire frame shook, moaning as she tried to keep upright so her captain could see every bit of the naughtiness. For a few long moments, she wanted Luffy to wake up, and see how filthy she was. To see and punish her body.
“Nami! Mine ...!” She gasped, feeling her body uncontrollably fall into orgasm as she felt his heated juices penetrate her womb, and flushed as it just sloshed more of his sticky juices out. Shuddering, she looked down at him, and laughed in soft relief as he finally laid lax on the bed.
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Nami hadn’t been able to move him from her bed, exhausted as she was, but she had cleaned his body and the sheets as well as she could before putting him back into his pants. Afterward, she dragged herself to the bathroom.
Sitting in the shower, she curled up against the wall as she shivered under the spray.
“Nami ...?”
She stiffened, her arms starting to tighten around herself. He was in the bathroom. Did he remember?
“I - I’m not trying to peek! But ... you’ve been in there a while. Are you okay?”
Nami looked up at the curtain, considering before she said, “I’m fine, just ... are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, but ... why was I in your bed?”
She felt every little sore he had left on her skin. There were red marks where he had sucked along her inner thighs, and she was certain there were new hickies on her shoulders. Nami was glad then that she had packed more than her bikini and tank tops.
Luffy would never find out.
And she would suffer without his body in silence so long as he kept his sanity in never knowing.
“Idiot, you just climbed in. Don’t you remember? You must’ve been so tired,” she lied.
“I guess ... I’m still tired really.” She heard the door creak, but before it shut, he said, “Did I do anything last night?”
Nami swallowed nothing before she said, “Nothing you didn’t normally do, Luffy.”
The door didn’t seem to shut for a long time.
It was very likely that he was starting to suspect something. She died a little inside from the thought, but she waited under the shower head a bit longer.
When she came out of the shower, wrapped in a hotel robe, Luffy was scratching his head while lounging on his own bed. She considered him for a moment before taking a deep breath to smile for him, “What’s wrong?”
“Mn, just ... had a bad dream, I guess.”
Nami stiffened, staring at him before she said, “Well, what ... was it about?”
“I dunno ...” he seemed confused, “I just remember feeling bad ...”
She swallowed nothing, recalling Robin’s words. Was all of her attempts to keep it secret from him all for nothing?
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