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“Tell you what, Miss Navigator. If you ever wind up eating a Devil Fruit and come up with a fun way to use it, I’ll let you tie me up and try it out on me whenever you want. Deal?”
As her lover’s tongue flicked delicately at her nipple and two dexterous fingers expertly teased her clit, the tiny part of Nico Robin’s mind not overwhelmed with sexual frustration mused that maybe, just maybe, she should have just agreed to give Nami a turn on top.
It had all started a few days after the Straw Hats departed from Water 7, when Robin had decided to explore the Thousand Sunny’s lower decks and accidentally discovered Nami tying herself up in one of the storage rooms. In hindsight, the polite thing to do would have been to apologize for intruding and leave, but watching a blushing half-bound Nami stammer her way through a hasty explanation had awoken some unexpected feelings in Robin.
Seeing such a confident and headstrong woman reduced to such a flustered, helpless state… it was strangely adorable to Robin. Surely there wouldn’t be anything wrong with teasing her a bit while she was like this, right?
Which was why instead of simply excusing herself, Robin had finished tying up and gagging Nami over her protests, planted a playful kiss on her cloth-muffled lips, and watched her wriggle around a bit before leaving her to stew.
When Robin had returned a few hours later to let her out, she’d fully expected to get yelled at for her little stunt - and indeed, Nami had read her the riot act once she was untied. What she hadn’t expected was an awkward suggestion that maybe Robin could tie her up again sometime, since she’d wound up enjoying the experience a lot more than her usual self-bondage sessions.
Robin hadn’t hesitate to take her up on that offer, tying her up and teasing her night after night whenever she had the opportunity. Eventually, the two crewmates had progressed from teasing to fondling, then to making out, and then to much more... intimate activities. Intimate, passionate, and extremely loud activities, all involving lots of hands, lips, and tongues created by Robin’s Devil Fruit powers.
Suffice to say, their relationship had become a bit of an open secret among the other Straw Hats. Usopp and Franky had spent a few days soundproofing the girls’ quarters shortly before leaving Thriller Bark, and both Sanji and Brook had received their fair share of poked eyes and “accidental” Clima-Tact electrocutions before learning their lesson about trying to peep. Most surprisingly of all, Luffy had started “accidentally” buying more rope and cloth than they needed whenever the crew stopped to restock their supplies.
Robin hadn’t been quite curious enough to ask their captain how someone like him even knew what bondage was. Nami had been curious enough, and had returned to the girls’ quarters blushing redder than a tomato, having learned far too many details about the dominant side of a certain Alabastan princess.
And on the subject of people saying things they would later regret, that brought Robin back to the incident that led to her current plight. A few days before the Straw Hats’ fateful arrival at the Sabaody Archipelago, Nami had asked Robin if she could have a turn dominating her for a change. Rather than turning her down outright, Robin had jokingly offered her a chance at being on top if she ever gained Devil Fruit abilities of her own. After all, what were the odds Nami would ever get her hands on a Devil Fruit, much less a Devil Fruit that was as well-suited for kinky fun as Robin’s own?
In the two years the Straw Hats spent separated, Robin never once thought about the tongue-in-cheek promise she’d made. It never even crossed her mind until their reunion aboard the Thousand Sunny, when Nami revealed she had, in fact, tracked down a Devil Fruit while she was studying in Weatheria.
To be precise, she’d eaten the Steal-Steal Fruit. With a simple gesture, Nami could steal anything within a certain range of her - an ability she’d demonstrated by teleporting Robin’s bra directly into her outstretched hand. While Robin was still reeling, she’d mentioned that it could be used to steal more than just objects, and she’d be happy to give Robin a private demonstration as per their agreement.
And so, Robin had found herself in the same position she’d put Nami in so many times before: tied spreadeagle to her own bed wearing nothing but a black cloth blindfold, the sweat-stained sheets bunching up beneath her as she squirmed back and forth under her lover’s tender ministrations.
“What’s with all the struggling? One mouth and two hands is a lot lighter than the kind of thing you used to do to me!” Nami teased, her free hand tracing circles on Robin’s stomach in a way that sent shivers of bliss down her spine. “Or is it just that you’re a lot more sensitive than me?”
“Nmmh, plmmmh! Jhfft lmm mm cmm mllrhhdm!”
“Oh, is that it? Did I strike a nerve?” The fingers that had been playing with Robin’s clit until now began stroking up and down the mewling archaeologist’s labia. “That’s why you didn’t want me to tie you up, isn’t it? The big, bad dominant can dish it out, but she sure can’t take it, can she?”
Suddenly, Nami’s hand cupped the back of Robin’s head, pulling her into a sloppy kiss around the tangerine-colored ball gag strapped between Robin’s lips. It was all Robin could do not to think about all the times she’d done the same to Nami - or about the fingers that were slowly starting to probe deeper and deeper into her folds.
“Two years apart, and you still taste just as sweet,” Nami purred, a trail of saliva stretching between their lips as she pulled away. “You know, I think I’m finally starting to see what you enjoy so much about tying me up! There’s just something about seeing such a strong, beautiful woman turn into such a horny, helpless mess in your hands, knowing you’re both loving every minute of it…”
Robin knew she was playing right into Nami’s hands, but she couldn’t help it. The groping, the kissing, the teasing - all of it was too much for her to take after two years away from her love. No matter how she tried to stop herself knowing what was coming, her arousal had already reached the point of no return. Her moans rose in pitch by the second, her entire body tensed...
...and absolutely nothing happened. In the blink of an eye, all the pleasure that had been building up inside her vanished. No release, no satisfaction, just an immediate drop back to being mildly horny, as if the last twenty minutes of fondling had never happened.
As Robin screamed in frustration, however, Nami screamed for an entirely different reason.
“OOHHHHHHHHH! YES! YES! FUUUUCK YESSSSSSSSSSS!” Nami cried, her hand suddenly releasing Robin and moving to caress her own breasts and pussy. Robin could only watch with envy as Nami moaned and shook with pleasure, savoring the earth-shaking climax Robin had been so cruelly denied.
Nami hadn’t been kidding about her Devil Fruit letting her steal more than objects. As it turned out, if she activated its powers at exactly the right time, she was more than capable of stealing Robin’s orgasms.
Finally, the sudden wave of pleasure that had overtaken Nami subsided, leaving her breathing heavily on the floor.
“Whew… I th-think that was the b-best one yet!” Nami panted, slowly picking herself up. “Unless I lost count, that makes five tonight! Hmm… want to find out if we can make it to six?”
In that moment, Robin resolved that if she lived through tonight, she would never, ever let Nami dominate her again as long as she-!
Nami chuckled and leaned in, planting a kiss on Robin’s cheek. “Relax, I’m just teasing. Switching things up like this has been a lot of fun, but it’s about time I paid you back for being such a good girl tonight. This last orgasm is gonna be all yours - and after getting denied so many times, I bet it’ll be more than enough to make up for all the ones I stole!”
As Nami’s fingers plunged once more into Robin’s pussy and her lips trailed kisses up Robin’s collarbone, Robin decided it might be worth giving Nami the opportunity to experiment every now and then. She was still going to spank her senseless for this tomorrow night, though...
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