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[ She can more than appreciate the sincere bravado with which Astra bats back her previous attempt to brush off the question, and Nami finds herself laughing as she gives the other woman a slow shake of her head. ]

Keep it up, I won't even need a kiss.

[ One corner of her mouth curves into a lopsided grin before she's back to picking at the massive wedding dress in her arms, strolling towards a shallow cave situated on the edge of a pool of water. ]

If you know how to use a rod, I can make you one. Since we're going to have to do everything for ourselves until we get out of here. Find food, build shelter– [ A beat. Her tone painfully deadpan when she adds: ] Somehow avoid falling in love.

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Mmhmm, then I should work harder.

[She likes when people like her, even if she's just teasing this way. A diva through and through, even if she understands that she doesn't have her reputation here to help her this time. It's both frustrating and refreshing, discouraging but exciting. It's a feeling she enjoys.]

I can use it well enough, but I'm not a master fisherman! Wouldn't falling in love be faster?

Are you saying you already think I'm easy to love?

[ Nami manages to continue to sound aloof, but there's an amused look on her face that she fights to tamp down, more than enjoying getting to toss an overtly flirty comment back at Astra and briefly turn the tables. ]

I think you're very lovable. You're really cute!

[Her personality reminds her a little of Evelyn, and maybe that's why she's fond of her. Evelyn was rather cold at the start, shy and awkward. Although Nami was none of those, she recognizes one thing they had in common-- a heart that seemed to be afraid but kind.]

Of course, if you're already in love with someone else, I can step aside. I think it's great for people to feel love in such a situation.

Already in love? [ This is not the kind of thing she was prepared to talk about, and it's clear from the startled look Nami gives Astra she's been caught totally off-guard. ]

Maybe sometimes. [ She isn't good at this. ] Can't I be in love with more than one person? [ She shakes the wedding dress out and sets it down on the sand in front of the small cave, gesturing at the spot beside her. ]

Am I misunderstanding? I thought that was the reason for the dress.

[She must have wanted to marry someone, or was about to marry someone. Oh, she wasn't forced, was she?]

You can fall for as many people as you want! I think. Well, I don't really know the rules here.

[ Looking down at the dress she's now sitting in the sand on, Nami shakes her head. ] I've never seen this thing before in my life. Maybe it's from the future. [ Then, with a grin. ]

Maybe it's our wedding.

[ Pausing, she smirks at Astra and cocks her head to the side. ]

Maybe not. I get the feeling this kind of dress is too plain for that.

Is it? Do you like your dresses to be more elaborate?

[She definitely does, but she's still trying to understand how Nami thinks. Best way to do that is to ask, even as she clasps her hands together.]

A wedding for us! You're such a smooth talker. I'll have to think about it.

I don't know about elaborate, but, shorter, or at least more revealing.

[ Considering that she's been conversing casually in her bra and panties ever since that dress came off, it's clear Nami has no issue with showing some skin. ]

Better tell me more about you, too. I like having an excuse to get a new dress, but I don't think I'd marry a stranger.

It certain is hard to move if a dress is too long. I can relate to that.

[She has experience.]

Hmm, I'm not sure what to tell you. What do you want to know?

What do you do in your world?

[ It's always a good place to begin, even if at times, Nami wishes her answer didn't get such surprised looks. ]

I do a lot of things! If you can guess, I'll give you a reward.

[Is that really helping her cause? Nope, but it's more fun when people give their impressions.]

You're... [ She could easily imagine Astra as part of a glamorous pirate crew, but Nami has long since realized her world is a rare one when it comes to the commonality of pirates. So she needs to pause and think for a second. ]

A queen. [ It's only somewhat a line. The idea isn't that hard to believe, after all. ]

What high praise.

[She has been called queen before, but she probably does not mean it in the same context as the media or her fans. Still, it's a flattering assumption, considering her persona.]

I'm actually more like a performer. You could say an idol?

[ That's a word she knows, and while hearing it will always make her want to roll her eyes fondly, for Astra she just nods in understanding. ]

I could see that. I bet you'd look pretty cute doing all those dances and stuff idols do. What about me? Gonna guess?

[ooc: Continued from here]

If you got a plan, I'm all ears. Or are ya makin' me your lackey now?

[Since she's a Queen, or so she says, that means that he might be able to leave as long as she vouches for him, right? He's not sure what that entails exactly, so he's cautious, but so far she seems more haunted than interested in him. It's a weird feeling, and he's not sure what to make of it.]

Exactly what I'm doing. [ Nami walks close enough for the quiet way she speaks to be heard, and no closer. ] And if anybody tries to stop us, we just tell them you playing lackey turns me on, and they'll let us walk right out.

[ She'll get him out of ball boy duty, and they can go their separate ways from there. If pressed, she'll claim it's merely acting like the kind of honorable pirate her crew is made up of, keeping whatever vows she's made to be good to him, even if she's the only person here who actually made those vows. If their positions were reversed, she believes he would have done the same. ]

Are you gonna go find the Pachinko machines after this? [ More things she forgets she shouldn't know. ]

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You might as well put a collar on me to sell it. Bet they'll get a kick outta that.

[He actually has no idea, and maybe that seems like an overreaction to being brought here in barely passable 'workout' clothes, but he has a feeling they're into the sexier aspects of it rather than the practical.

He notes that-- she definitely could have guessed, but that seems too specific, especially since it's not the first time she's hinted she knows him, but right now-- he'll play along. He can ask more when they're out.]

They got 'em here? That sounds like my lucky day then.

[ As though she's entertaining the thought, Nami studies him briefly, her eyebrows raised, before seemingly dismissing the idea with a quick shake of her head. ]

Nah. I bet you'd be terrible being walked on a leash.

[ Though they're mostly out of the woods once they reach the locker room, Nami walks a little faster, eager not to be dragged into any more displays of athleticism. ]

Down in the arcade. Sounds like you'll be an easy guy to find once you find them.

Kyahaha! Not even remotely tempted, are ya?

[He'll follow her pace, smirking in a way that probably doesn't spell good things for her, but it's fine. She's fine.

Maybe.]

What, I give the impression of a pachinko guy? How'd you figure that?

[ She rolls her eyes at the question, and suddenly finds she has to fight the urge to grimace as the familiarity of rolling her eyes at Rinne hits like a shove to the ribcage, not quite enough to knock the wind out of her, but it does make her have to draw deep on that poke face of hers to keep her expression neutral after he asks her about pachinko. ]

Yeah maybe that's what it is. You look just like every guy in a pachinko... [ Help, she doesn't know where people play pachinko. ] Place.

[Oh?]

Ya must go to 'em a lot if yer sayin' that. What kinda guy is that?

[More importantly, how does she know of his habits?]

[ What kind of guy is that?? Inreasingly concerned that she's painted herself into a corner with her words, Nami plays off the question with a shrug before making a show of pointedly looking him over. ]

You know. Shady. Probably trouble. Why does it matter?

Trouble already and we just met? Didn't think my vibes were that bad already.

[He smirks once he turns to her, tilting his head as he studies her.]

Unless you already got a clue about who I am.

Well, you know. Redheads.

[ One hand reaches up to ruffle her own hair, as she shrugs, doing her best to seem innocuous, until he points out the obvious, and makes her throat go dry in the process. ]

No, not– [ Nami answers in haste, before forcing herself to pause and attempt to piece a story to cover her tracks together in the span of seconds, but the truth tumbles out anyway, before she even gets the chance to lie. ]

I know who you are, but I don't know who you are. [ She falters with a groan, pressing her lips together as her brow creases. ] You know how some people think you get to be reborn over and over when you die, and live a lot of lives? When the casino brings you here, sometimes that's true. [ Her chest hurts, but vows don't expire if you're the only one who remembers taking them. ] People come back and don't remember being here before, or, from a different place in their lives from what the people in their world remember. I've been here over a year, but Zoro, my crewmate, thinks he saw me less than that months ago aboard the ship.

[ Falling quiet with a shrug, she meets Rinne's eye with a frown. ] So, like I said, I know who you are, but I don't know who you are.

Edited (STOPS EDITING NOW) 2025-05-03 01:21 (UTC)

[That... wasn't quite the response he was expecting. Sure, to an extent, it was in that general ballpark. However, when she starts spitting out ideas like rebirth and living multiple lives, even he has to pause and drop the smirk on his face, visibly confused.

How is he supposed to answer that?

And it's hard to say she was being honest, though he isn't sure why she would lie about something like that. It could be a tactic to throw him off-guard, since she clearly does seem to know something about him, but...]

... I ain't sure where to start with all that. You sound like yer sayin' something straight up from a manga plot.

A what? [ Her only context for manga is the shirt she's owned since around the time of her arrival, sorry Rinne. ]

Look, don't worry about it. [ Nami shakes her head and looks past him as she tilts her chin up in the direction of the corridor behind him, regretting her words and hoping he takes her up on her offer to go his way while she goes hers (to drink, and cry probably, shh). ] You're free from ball boy duty, or whatever, that's what matters, right? I'm not asking you to hang out with me to thank me.

[He frowns at that, an expression she probably doesn't see often, uncertain what to make of that.]

You...

[He rubs the back of his neck, trying to figure out what to say to that.]

Just who was I to you?

[ Ah, there it is. The one question she's been hoping to avoid despite the way she trips over her words. ]

To me? [ Buying herself some time by repeating his words is a stupid tactic, but nothing about how she's played this interaction is especially smart. ] I already told you, you're not the Rinne I knew. [ Nami tries and fails to sidestep the question, shaking her head as she tries to banish that weird feeling in her chest. He's not who she knows, and she doesn't have to answer that.

And yet, stupidity just keeps stacking up the victories today. ]

My favorite. At least, for a little while.

[ Once more, it's late in the dead of the night, and randomly, Shanks sends out a message. ]

You awake and in your suite?

[ Her voice is only slightly sleep-fogged. ]

Mm? I'm here. Everything okay? Want me to come over?

[ His voice is more awake, but thick with need, low and rumbling. ]

Everything is fine. I just want to see you. I'll go there.

I want to see you too. [ Oh, she is definitely a little more awake hearing him sound like that. ] I'll leave the way to my bedroom open, I think you know the way from there by now.

I do.

[ That's all he says before he hangs up, like the usually very chill captain is too impatient, at the moment to even say good-bye.

He makes his to Nami's bedroom, cloak forgotten, this time, no shoes, either, but that just means fewer things to remove. ]

[ In the time it takes for Shanks to get from his suite to hers, Nami stretches and sits up in the center of her bed, comfortably naked except for the sheets pooling around her hips. She listens to the constant, soothing crash of her false ocean until the familiar sound of Shanks' footsteps pulls her focus.

Grinning quietly until he gets to the edge of her bed, she cocks her head to the side and raises an eyebrow rather than give into the urge to grab him and pull him in. ]

Hi.

[ Nami says hi, and Shanks just stares back at her through half-lidded eyes as he takes a seat at the edge of the bed. Then he leans in to kiss her, his lips against hers, without a word. His hand goes to Nami's waist, to help pull her in closer, not caring if he disrupts the sheet. ]

[ Exhaling a soft, curious hum against his mouth, Nami lets Shanks pull her in. The blankets fall aside as she rises onto her knees to better draw herself up against him, letting her lips part, deepening that kiss. ]

[ Shanks moves as Nami does, and then after a bit, he moves from passionately moving his lips against her mouth, then starts to pepper kisses down Nami's neck. ]

[ One of her hands cards through his hair as he kisses down her neck, as the other moves to start pulling his shirt off. ] Seems like you have something on your mind, Shanks.

[ Shanks eyes do flicker up to Nami's when she speaks, but he doesn't verbally answer. He lifts his head, only enough to shake it, strands of his hair tickling against Nami's skin when he does. Then he goes right back to press his lips against a collar bone. ]

[ At that lack of reply, she laughs lightly, her nails dragging down the back of his neck, shivering pleasantly at the brush of his lips against her collarbone. ]

[ Briefly, he scrapes his teeth across the collarbone, then his lips kiss her skin, in the same place. He moves down, starting down one of her breasts, as his hand tries to guide Nami to lie down. ]

Seriously, what has gotten into you? [ Based on the dazed grin already spread across her face, Nami obviously doesn't mind, nor does she expect to get an answer, since he's apparently decided to be mysterious and horny with her tonight.

One hand goes behind her to steady herself on the mattress as she moves to lay back, the hand in his hair cradling the nape of his neck, trying to ease him into coming with her. ]

[ Even if he doesn't answer, Shanks' eyes do flicker up toward Nami, again, gauging her mood. She seems receptive, and he's pretty certain if she didn't want this, she would make him stop, or tell him directly.

He does move with her, but his mouth goes a little lower, then lower, until his lips are right over a nipple. He kisses it, then sucks. ]

[ She's still grinning when he glances up again, her face happily flushed, although she does try to look exasperated for all of half a second. Then his lips close over her nipple, and the warm tension teasing at the sensitive peak leaves her gasping, her nails pressing into his shoulder blade in delighted surprise. ]

[ At least he finally makes a sound, a rumbling moan when Shanks feels Nami's nails dig into him like that. His lips curl into a grin, then, carefully, scrapes his teeth over her nipple. ]

[ The sharp scrape of his teeth makes her squirm and shiver under him, her nails dragging down his back, enjoying getting a reaction out of him even more while he's pointedly retaining his silence. ]

[ There's another moan as Shanks arches his back into Nami's nails, rolling with the movement of them. He gives Nami's nipple another suck and kiss, then moves down her breast once more, peppering kisses as he moves, on to her ribs. ]

[ Her nails press harder into his skin in response to that moan, his reaction almost as arousing as his mouth as he teases her nipple before kissing lower down the line of her body.

Drawn in almost magnetically, Nami props herself up on the bed with one hand, sitting up enough that her eyes can continue to follow Shanks while he mouth travels over her skin. ]

[ For a second, Shanks stops to lick a spot on Nami's stomach, then sucks at the skin there when she presses her nails in further. When he can think, again, he starts to kiss down her body, further.

From time to time, his eyes flicker from Nami's body, to her eyes, just to look at her face. ]

[ Both infatuated and aroused, there's a dreamy look in her eye that seems to become warmer each time Shanks flicks his gaze back towards her face, her eyelashes fluttering as she feels his lips just above her hip and sighs happily in response. ]

[ Shanks moves down to a hipbone, and stays there, yet again, to suck on her flesh, teeth grazing. This time he lingers, and puts in a little more effort. It will, likely, leave a mark. ]

[ Another shiver runs down her spine as a quiet moan of approval slips past her lips. ]

I was hoping you were going to leave marks. [ Her nails drag across his back as she says so, doing much the same to him before letting her hand rake through his hair again. ] I like seeing them afterward.

[ The smile Shanks sends Nami's way, this time, is nearly feral, corners lifted high as he looks at her from under his lashes, sly and devious. If that's the case, he's just going to move a bit lower and give Nami a more intense suck, a bit more flesh in between his teeth. ]

[ Startling with a soft laugh of surprise as his head ducks lower to suck at her skin, Nami lets her hands tangle in his hair, her other leg wrapping loosely around him as she tries not to squirm. ]

[ Oh, Trying to not to squirm? Shanks' eyes flicker up when she laughs, and he lets go of Nami's skin to chuckle, himself. Her leg might not be pushing Shanks in place, but he still likes being slightly captured by her.

Again, without a word, he goes lower, his lips on closer to Nami's vagina as, again, he sucks in flesh, hard enough to leave a mark. ]

[ Still trying not to laugh, or (perish the thought) giggle, Nami covers her lips with the fingers of one hand, stifling a soft, but markedly sharp sound as his mouth roves lower.

As he sucks at her skin again, she gasps and lets the leg around him tense a little more. ] Shanks!!

[ His eyes flicker up to the sound of his name, especially when Nami says it like that, and he grins. Once more, he moves down, this time kissing the labia, but only as a tease before he turns and kisses the inside of Nami's thigh. ]

[ Aware that she's blushing, Nami stretches her fingers, trying to hide behind the hand already covering her lip, as his lips ghost over her outer folders, finally making her lose the fight against not squirming to do exactly that. ]

[ Shanks doesn't just grin, this time, he chuckles, a low rumble reverberating from him to Nami's skin, as he does. ]

Shanks! [ She gasps, one hand curling into the blankets beneath her as the vibration of his low laugh stokes the arousal already beginning to pool low in her core. ]

[ He chuckles, again, at just hearing his name from Nami's lips. Then he moves a kiss down to Nami's thigh. Then lower on her thigh. ]

[ When he doesn't linger between her legs, but rather, elects to kiss even lower on her thigh, she finds herself laughing again, her eyebrows raising while she watches him. ]

If this is your way of making sure I'm always gonna let you come over in the middle of the night, it's working real well. [ One eye closes in a quick wink. She was always going to let him come to her room in the middle of the night. ]

[ Shanks looks up from Nami's thigh, then runs his tongue up it, stopping short of her vagina, then licks his lips as he listens to her, intently. His bottom lip rolls under his tongue, raw and red.

A devious grin splits his face as, in response to Nami's words, he turns to lick her thigh, again, then kisses it. ]

[ His tongue makes her squirm as a fresh rush of color rises on her face. ]

Yeah, okay. And the middle of the afternoons, too.

[ Reaching down, she tugs at his hair with a sigh of feigned exasperation that is definitely more fond than it is anything else. ]

How long until you take a break and kiss my mouth again?

[ Shanks' eyes roll up in his sockets when Nami tugs his hair, and there's a sharp, pleased, intake of breath. He has to swallow hard, almost caught off guard enough he answers her.

But then, instead, Shanks grins, and turns to kiss Nami's arm, unable to reach her hand when it's doing something so wonderful to his scalp. That's his answer, especially because he still has a whole calf left, Nami. ]

[ This is so sexy, and yet she still can't stop all those soft giggles that slip out at the silent way he reacts, and the constant, methodical flood of kisses he's so committed to stamping over her skin. ]

Fine. It is very hot when you're bossy, I guess.

[ Another giggle, another tug to his hair before she loosens her hold and chooses to drag her nails along the curve of his scalp and down the nape of his neck instead. ]

[ Oh? Shanks raises an eyebrow to Nami's words, but still doesn't reply. Instead, his grin turns feral and he slips down her body in a swift, feline like, move, giving chase from her nails. If he stays there, Shanks might not move again. Can't have that, not just yet.

His eyes move to meet hers again as he lays another kiss by her knee (a call back to one of their first run-ins in the hotel, when he could, ignorantly, laugh off the idea of kissing a knee could be remotely seductive), then finally reaches a calf. His hand ghosts over her flesh, to grab her foot, in the end, and keep her leg where it is. ]

[ It just takes a glance for Nami to decide that the grin on Shanks' face might be among the sexiest looks she's ever been on the receiving end of. Even though they've been at this for some time, a shiver of anticipation runs down her spine anyway, making her blush and bring a hand up to her face to try and mask some of the color that's risen there. ]

You can just say you're into knees, you know.

[ Nami's words, at least, get a chuckle from Shanks, the rumble close to Nami's skin. But his response to that is to go lower, and kiss the side of a calf, then down her leg all the way to Nami's ankle. He kisses the bone at the side, then moves to her other foot. His hand moves to grab the other ankle, and he kisses the top of her foot, and starts to move up her shin bone. ]

[ As his lips brush her ankle, she yelps softly in surprise, both hands moving to cover her face as she dissolves into laughter again, blushing furiously as she peeks between her fingers after he finishes traveling down one leg and starts to move up the other. ]

This is ridiculous!

[ Shanks looks up, lips raw and red, and parts his mouth as though he almost responds to that, but then he just laughs. He buries his head against Nami's thigh and laughs. ]

[ Wrapping her now free leg around him, Nami shivers as he laughs against her skin and shakes her head at him. ]

[ it's a random afternoon that nami will receive an image, just a simple one of tifa as she stands in front of a mirror, her gym clothes and her slightly sweat-damp skin suggesting she's just finished a work out. she flexes one arm, thin but strong as evident in the visible muscle of her bicep, a smile on her face knowing the picture is being especially sent in nami's direction. ]

[ "What a cute girl"—is the first, and admittedly only thought Nami has in the half a minute after opening the message Tifa sent her. She's gorgeous, every curve and muscle absolutely perfect, and the sheen of sweat clinging to Tifa's skin draws her eye like a magnet, leading her along the strong planes of Tifa's exposed stomach, but it's that smile that pulls Nami's focus and refuses to let go for long.

Grinning, Nami settles back against the plush chair she's been curled up and drawing in, sticking her pencil behind her ear so she can finally respond. ]

Guess that's my cardio for the day taken care of.

[ The little flip her heart's been doing since she opened that message surely counts for something. ]

Or is this just to make sure I'm going to rush straight into your arms when I see you next?

[ And that'll be the only straight thing about that meeting. ]

[ it's thanks to nami that tifa's come to recognize that the awe and giddiness she gets around girls is far more than just admiration and appreciation. because she has plenty of reason in sending that message, both playful in the way she strikes a pose of that muscle and admittedly craving in the way she's come to like having nami's eyes on her.

now settling down from her time at the gym, she's back in her own suite, stepping into the oversized gaudy bathroom to prepare herself for a shower, kicking off her shoes just as the reply comes in, brightening her smile. ]

it is nice to have a little reassurance of that. but i thought maybe i could give a reminder of just how well these arms could lift you up too.

Don't sell yourself short. I'm not likely to forget those arms, or any other part of you for a while.

[ It's not typical for Nami to share things like this— all told she's much more comfortable sending salacious, tempting nudes before anything else, but given the circumstances, and the person on the receiving end, she makes an exception and sends Tifa a picture of one of her sketchbook pages. The paper is crowded with quick studies of Tifa doodled from memory, her hands, her face in profile, one of her seemingly mid-turn with her long, low-bound hair falling down her back, and, of course, towards the bottom of the page, a drawing that's a little more detailed of Tifa pictured from above, hands behind her steadying herself while looking down with her lips parted and her eyes wide and dark. Tifa's birthday is the ideal memory to draw from, after all. ]

Edited 2025-05-16 18:46 (UTC)

[ tifa would easily take that as a flattering tease and, from nami, she would openly accept it all the same, but when it's follows by a sampling of nami's own sketchbook, seeing a familiarity of herself in those drawn lines, she finds herself stilling for a moment, standing that bathroom and gazing down at the sent photo with her breath momentarily caught.

it's not that she doesn't find herself attractive necessarily, even if there's parts of herself she sees flawed just as anyone would of their own bodies, but there's something in being sketched from the other woman's perspective, in the formation of those lines, in the honesty of the kind of sight she's never seen herself in that she somehow finds a lot more beautiful than she might've expected. ]

nami, wow, that's
those look amazing!

[ she momentarily presses her thumb between her lips, teeth gnawing down on it as she tries to slow her thoughts along with the fluttering knot in her belly. ]

is that really what you see when you look at me?

[ Blushing, Nami shifts down in her seat as her lips purse together in a bashful smile at Tifa's response. Just the act of drawing has been a source of satisfaction, a much-needed port in the storm that is being trapped by the casino. And, on a deeper level, after so many years when it wasn't the case; now she can do whatever she wants with a blank book of pages and a good set of pencils or pens. It's a new part of herself she hasn't gotten used to sharing, but reactions like Tifa's make Nami happy that she did this time. ]

No. I did these from memory. There are so many more details to you when I see you in person, the drawings kind of sell it short.

[ She is so stupid for this woman already, send help. ]

How about next time you want to come over, you can spend the night and let me draw you in person?

[ Okay yeah, she does a lot of her drawing when people are asleep in her bed and can't perceive her while it's happening, but Tifa's already proved to be the exception to a few rules this afternoon, what's one more? ]

[ that there's apparently more to what she sees, that everything she sees in that sketch is just a memory, recalled details that so thorough on the page, it's hard to believe she can linger in anyone's thoughts like that. she feels the persistent beat of her own heart thump more strongly, heated excitement bubbling from what almost feels like a confession. ]

i think i'd really like it if you did.

[ it's strange how normally she doesn't always enjoy that kind of close attention, but there's something of a softness in those drawn lines that she can't help but want those eyes to linger on her, to learn herself through nami's perspective, to see her own eyes drawn on the page so honest with the want they carry in looking at nami in return. ]

what if i wanted to come over tonight?

[ It's not until Tifa's reply comes that Nami notices she's been staring at her watch since sending her last question. Glad there's nobody around to catch her, Nami laughs sheepishly at herself, her shoulders relaxing as she exhales a fond sigh. Not liking Tifa was never going to be a possibility. Once the other woman threw a fight for her, Nami would have been ready to watch Tifa's back and help her through the resort as much as she could. The giddiness that leaves her chest feeling both warm and tight, and the easy way Nami has left herself open to this affection, is a wonderful surprise. Much like most things pertaining to Tifa. ]

Then it sounds like tonight is my lucky night. My memory could use a lot of refreshing.

[ she doesn't know why she's so nervous, since nami has never actually rejected having her over at her suite, but maybe it's waiting for that almost expected affirmation that has her skin warm all over. because it's not often that tifa feels comfortable in this resort, certainly not when there's so much to be taken from her at any given moment, and yet anytime she finds herself in nami's company, she feels a different kind of safe, like she can really just be herself in that suite, laying out together by a beach sharing a few drinks or letting their limbs get tangled while they grind their cunts together in a satisfying rhythm.

whatever they seem to do together, tifa really does find that she just really likes nami, every promise of seeing her making her heart thump a little faster. ]

i can definitely give you a refresher. but important question, do you want me over before or after i take this shower? i'm still a little sweaty from the gym.

If you come over now, you can use my big bathtub to wash up. Maybe I'll even wash your hair for you again, since you liked it so much the last time.

[ They both liked where that led to, and if she's honest with herself, even if things went no further, Nami enjoys doting on Tifa. ]

Want me to get anything else ready for you? Something soft to change into? Or a cold drink? Or me?

you really do always spoil me.

[ from the bath to the hair washing to all the other preparation towards making her comfortable. tifa might not thrive on living luxuriously but it means everything to be treated to having nami with her in times like these. ]

i think maybe having you in that tub with me might be all that i need. but only if you let me help you wash up this time too.

You're on. But, for the record, I don't think I'm ever going to turn down any way you want to touch me.

[ Nami shuts her journal and leaves it on the chair in her suite's library, heading through the space towards her private stretch of rooms. Once the massive, stately tub in her bathroom is on its way to being filled, she sends Tifa a picture of herself perching on the edge of it, the comfortable dress Nami's been wearing to idle away the afternoon at home traded for a plush looking towel wrapped tight around her body, enjoying the way it deepens the full curve of her breasts for the photo. ]

Better hurry or I'll have to start soaping up without you.

might be quite a few ways i want to do that, so careful about how much free range you give me.

[ especially when she gets that photo and sees the way that towel tucks around nami, the perfect press of her breasts behind the cotton. it's enough motivation for tifa, to get her own body moving, already racing for the door of her suite to begin making her way over to nami's. ]

only if you don't start soaping up all my favorite places.

Now I'm curious. Which are your favorites?

[ Nami never really needs a reason to feel sexy and desirable, but coming from Tifa, she enjoys the motivation very much. ]

if i told you that, then you really wouldn't have anywhere to apply soap.

[ because truly, she's come to see that there isn't a part of nami she doesn't like. ]

but if i do have to pick, i think your thighs are definitely a start.

Hmm. Then it sounds like the only thing I should be doing, is getting ready to feel your hands everywhere, right?

Really? I think I'd start with your thighs, too.

mostly my hands, yeah. and that's only because all that soap keeps me from using my mouth. probably don't want to lick that up. imagine me trying to be all sexy and catching suds in my mouth. i can probably really turn you up, just coughing that up, right?

[ she laughs to herself, imagining it, knowing that she would probably still be all wrapped up in arousal for nami despite any mishaps. ]

but yeah, i really like your thighs and i love when you're touching mine. but i'd probably have to hold back on rubbing between them too soon because i don't think we'd ever get clean.

[ Considering taking on a little soap for the team was exactly what Nami did that first shower they shared, she just laughs to herself, reading Tifa's message. ]

Instead of using my mouth, I'll take advantage of how slippery my fingers are going to get and use my hands everywhere I want to use my mouth.

Can't wait for you to get here, Tifa.

You, me, and a bottle of wine, a long soak in the tub... Maybe nails after?

I pick the wine, and we use your tub. Definitely nails after. And massages.

Deal! Sounds like a great night, doesn't it?

Maybe. Are you gonna let me pick out your nail polish?

Of course.

But do I get to pick out yours? Seems only fair!

No alternating red and blue. I'm tired of letting you talk me into your colors. Pick something sparkly, and expensive.

Fine, fine. But it looks really good on you...

Oh! Gold, with glitter?

Does it count if I just let you be on top?

Gold is my favorite color, too. Deal.

You do drive a hard bargain, lass. I suppose it's acceptable!

Free tonight, then?

Meet you at the spa around 9? I'll pull rank, and we can have most of the place to ourselves.

Sounds like a perfect plan, actually, so you got it! I'll be there.

hey nami, this is layla, do you remember we spoke over text a while ago?

I just wanted to reach out and let you know your suggestion worked! ✨ I told the staff I would die from the lack of sex if I didn’t have a piano and a guitar in my room. you know, because I can only have sex to music or some dumb excuse like that—

( there’s a bit more yapping on her end before she finally got to the point. )

anyways 🧡🩷 I wanted to say thank you for the advice it really worked! they actually listened to me!

[ She likes the rambling, and she appreciates encouraging another of the resort's many captives to game the system for all it's worth. ]

Nice one. It's cool you know how to play so many different instruments.

If you end up with a creepy entourage because of your rank, that trick works on them too. Nothing gets me turned on like someone else doing errands for me 😉.

Happy it worked, I hope this place isn't getting under your skin too much

well actually I can't play them all, but I need them for a secret plan I'm working on ✨ I've gotten a lot better at the piano but oh-

( turned on like someone else running errands for her? a double meaning perhaps? whatever it was, reira made a note of it for herself. not that she found it arousing to command people around, it was more like it had always been done for her without her having to ask it. )

no not yet at least but I didn't just reach out to brag. I wanted to treat you to drinks or dinner or a mixture of both? you really helped me out after all~🩷🩷

No, no, I'm kidding, but don't tell them that, or they'll stop getting my dry cleaning. Is it a secret plan you're not telling anyone about?

[ Forgive her, she forgets text doesn't do sarcasm very well. ]

Drinks and dinner? Count me in, just name the time and place.

oh right, I promise I won't tell them anything. maybe I should have said this in person....

( they wouldn't stoop so low as to analyze all of the residents' messages now would they? probably but she's hoping they somehow missed their exchanges about this. )

of course not it's nothing out of this world— in fact I'll tell you tonight at the gilded cage? how about 8pm?

I don't suppose you've seen Red Hair around, have you?

[NOT THAT HE'S WORRIED.]

No?! Aren't you two always together or something? You don't think he...I mean no, he better not have, or I'll kick his ass. [ Turned into a statue, that is. ]

WHAT?? Why do you think we're always together??

[Why do you slander him like this, Nami?!!!]

He-- what?

[Buggy just assumed Shanks was avoiding him or lying drunk somewhere!!]

Seriously? My suite has a big kitchen for Sanji and an onsen for Zoro, and it's not because they're here once a month.

I DON'T KNOW. MAYBE NOT. One time that guy Rinne wandered in the maintenance hallways and got a lapdance for a month without realizing, maybe it's just that.

So?? We're old crew, and he's a sentimental fool! That doesn't mean we're together all the time!

[UGH.]

... how do you not realize you've had a lapdance for a month?! And if that's the case, how are we ever going to find him?

This place messes with time! It probably won't seem like a month to him at all.

Do you want to go look for him together or something?

Ugh...! No, let the idiot waste away during his lapdance for all I care! Serves him right!

Let's do something else!

We'll get a flask and go look.

Fine, if you insist...

[ original tl ]

[ from here ]

I guess I'll slip into something more nonexistent and get comfortable while I wait ♥

i'll be there soon! ♥

[ she'd been a little nervous about the directions that these truth or dare games could go, but ultimately, some dares aren't proving to be too stressful, especially if she could enact them in ways like this, with people who can very easily get her stomach flopping with the kind of giddiness that comes in being anxious to see them — the way she so easily seems to feel every time she and nami plan to meet up together.

when she changes into a new outfit, she wonders if the skirt is too short, considering the lack of panties underneath, bending forward around in front of the mirror a bit to see just how obvious it is that she's bare underneath. mostly, she wants it to be short for nami's sake, something that can rouse the slick between the ginger's legs even before tifa puts her tongue there, hoping she'll also enjoy the look of those thigh high stockings on her legs too, but she makes sure to be mindful when she goes out into public, aware of the path through the red cardinal she'll need to take to reach her suite.

it's familiar enough at least, having memorized the secret shortcut with how much she's visited the suite since she first received these directions, keeping her arms tucked at her sides to keep her skirt down until she's alone on the staircase, following the way under she reaches that outer garden, taking quicker steps through it to get inside. ]

Nami? [ she calls out, peering around. ] I'm here!

[ It's been all too easy to let herself become fully smitten with Tifa. A beautiful woman was always going to be a weak point for her, but that earnest, open kindness Tifa has about her unquestionably sealed Nami's fate. It's always the kind ones who manage to get her wrapped around their finger without her even realizing – something that explains a lot about Nami's life back home, as well as the giddy fluttering her stomach's doing while she waits for Tifa's arrival.

Lounging in her reading nook across a plush orange velvet sofa, Nami's barely able to focus on the book in front of her despite the relaxed pose she's arranged herself in. Anticipation keeps her shifting in her seat and making the hem of her own short skirt hike up higher on her thighs as she idly squeezes them together in a vain effort to stave off the first pangs of need already beginning to simmer in her core.

When Tifa's voice breaks the relative quiet of her suite, Nami exhales a deep breath she hadn't realized she was holding, and ]

Over here Tifa!

[ It's a big place, so, just to make sure Tifa doesn't wander for long, Nami takes a moment to drop a pin, so the other woman can find her more easily. Once she does, Nami's eyes go wide with appreciation – the thigh highs are definitely a nice touch, and if she hadn't already been slick beneath her own skirt, she would be just at the sight of her.

Setting her open book down, she grins at Tifa, her cheeks flushing pink in appreciation and desire. ]

You made it all the way here like that? No panties? [ Another hot pang of want rockets straight to her cunt as she asks, her imagination already running away with itself, envisioning Tifa lifting that skirt to let her see for herself. ]

[ hearing the shout, tifa begins to step forward to try to follow it before she gets the pin on her watch, easy enough to follow its direction through the expansive suite that still sometimes feels a little too big to get fully used to. yet, despite being far larger than her own place which she feels a constant dread of discomfort for its emptiness, she enjoys being able to visit here, for all its unique personality and the way she knows she can find nami here as well (and sanji and zoro too, from time to time).

when she reaches the room, there's a brightness in her cheek, an excited smile blossoming as she gives an anxious bite to her lip, standing in the doorway as she tightens her fingers together in front of her. ]

Just like this. Exactly as I promised. [ she breathes out a small laugh, taking a few slow steps further into the room. ] ... Wanna see?

[ nami's imagination may not be far off, since there's a heartracing thrill in tifa that's already brought here this far, the very kind that's motivated her through every new discovery she's found together with nami. there's new waves of confidence in her when she's with the other girl, the very kind that inspires her to bring her fingers down to the bottom of her skirt, lifting it up to her waist to unveil the entirely naked skin beneath, the soft pink of her bare pussy already showcasing a glint of dampness from the heightening arousal just from sheer anticipation in traveling over here. ]

[ Arousal aside, Nami's heart skips a beat at the sight of Tifa, as her offer to show her makes Nami straighten in her seat before leaning forward and resting her elbows on her thighs, grinning widely. ]

Of course I do. You really need to ask? [ If anything, she's tempted to show Tifa how bare she is beneath the hem of the short, satiny chemise Nami threw on after promising to change into something less existing. However, with the way she's moving towards the edge of her seat, it's likely Tifa could see anyway if she looked.

Any thought of teasing her is wiped out of her mind as the inviting sight of Tifa lifting her skirt to give Nami a glimpse of her bare cunt, and the moisture only just beginning to cling to her outer folds, takes precedence over anything else. She even forgets about the dare when she gets to her feet, eyes dark with desire and falling half-closed as she strides closer to wrap one arm around Tifa's back while the fingers of her other hand slip between her thighs. Nami's touch is light, smoothing over the shape of her without delving further, the pads of her fingers slicking up with Tifa's wet while she ducks her head and kisses the crook of the other woman's neck. ]

Had to make sure. [ It's then that the tip of one finger presses in, sliding smoothly over Tifa's clit lightly before going still, as though she were waiting to see if Tifa would let her continue to distract her from their game. She's greedy to a fault, but, with Tifa, that takes many different forms. As much as she'll relish dissolving in pleasure under her tongue later, as Nami knows she will, feeling the evidence of Tifa's excitement is just as rewarding. Nami's breath is hot on Tifa's mouth, kissing her hard as the finger still gently pressed against her clit strums back and forth. ]

[ and tifa is certainly looking, her gaze darting around, unable to decide if she wants to catch the very moment that nami takes a glimpse of all that's bare beneath the skirt or to let her eyes wander to the way the chemise clings gorgeously to nami's body, how a forward shuffle exposes how nami's practically matching her dare with an equal absence of panties, a sight that makes her cunt squeeze with a curious delight, recalling that the dare she'd placed on nami had been the result of her own light greed to place her mouth between those legs.

except it's nami that's moving first, rising to her feet and coming in closer, barely letting tifa get another word in before fingers slip between her thighs and draw out a shaky breath. all it takes is an instant contact of those fingers for her to know that more of that slick will easily be coaxed out to catch on nami's skin, how easily the woman can turn her on with a simple touch. ]

Keep checking all you want. [ she breathes out with a small breathless laugh, one of her hands relinquishing the hold of her skirt to rise and comb into strands of orange hair just in time for nami's mouth to clash against hers. tifa moans into the kiss, eagerly hungry for it from the start, fingers curling gentle at her scalp and lips parts for the helpless chase of hot tongues, her hips giving a light roll to urge the pressure that slides against her clit.

letting go of the skirt completely to let it fall against nami's arm, tifa reaches down between them, equally fueled by a greed that she's only embrace because of the woman in front of her, as she slides her fingers along a thigh to dip beneath the chemise, cupping over the warm mound at the apex of those legs. always so used to uncertainty, she finds herself never drowning in those questions around nami, embolden to see what she wants, the way she's been taught pleasure in so many forms and positions throughout various rooms of this suite. it's why she knows what she wants when her fingers match the testing strokes moving between her own legs, massaging the outer folds of nami's cunt as she urges to catch slick against her fingers, while she chases breathlessly for a passionate kiss. ]

[ cntd ]

The sailing. I miss steering a ship, adjusting the sails, all of it.

Truth or dare, if you want.

Truth!

I've been on a ship a couple of times. Usually the kind you row or push with a stick. I'd like to see a sailboat sometime.

Do you have a list of things you want to do with your body? Sports? Ice cream? Stuff like that?

If this place ever gives me one, you can come up, and I'll take you sailing. Back home I lived on a medium-sized caravel, but I'd be happy to sail a ship of any size.

Not really. To be honest, it was starting to feel like it was an impossibility back where I came from. And I doubt I'll have it when I go back.

It's why, despite missing my partner, I'm going to try and make the most of it here. I don't even know all the things there are to do! My previous experience is a little odd. But all of those sound like good ideas.

And I think I'd like sailing.

Huh. I guess the possibilities really are endless. Maybe you should pick a sense and go from there. Is there anything you want to see, or taste?

There's nothing like it.

I want to try bread. Good soft bread. And maybe an apple. Arthur very much enjoyed this one apple he got.

What do you like?

If you don't mind me asking.

Good bread when it's still warm is worth experiencing more than once.

Food, or everything? I like fruit. I grew up in a tangerine orchard.

[ ♥♥ ]

Kindness, which is so stupid, I know.

I don't think that's stupid at all.

It's more than I would admit outside this game, at least.

Your turn, truth or dare?

Fair enough.

And I'll take truth again.

What do you find most attractive in a partner?

Mentally? Confidence. Physically? Feminine partners.

There are a few beautiful men out there, but I have to agree. Feminine partners are very sexy.

Your turn.

Well, truth or dare? That's the question.

Truth again. Kinda like this getting to know you thing.

Well, let's see.

If you could have anything from home here, what would it be?

Can I say the sea?

That's pretty big, but sure. It counts.

I would have said the last member of my crew who isn't here, but, at least one of us should get to miss this bullshit.

Truth or dare?

yeah, I can't really wish for anyone from home to be here because this place sucks.

Truth.

He would freak out about the ghosts, and stay that way.

What's the first thing you're going to do when you get back to your own world?

There's someone I need to talk to or see, just to make sure they're still there.

Still there? What was happening?

My country was at war with another country. Person I knew was a doctor in our ally's military. The front's not exactly a safe place.

[ from here ]

Oh yeah? Are we going to spend a day on your fantasy and then mine?

It sounds fair to me.

A second, private birthday party?

Or an early one.

Consider it a date.

Aren't we supposed to be playing truth or dare still?

Ah, you're right. Was it my turn? Truth.

Where's your favorite place here?

Either the Red Cardinal or the fitness center.

We could have been gym buddies all this time?

Apparently. When do you usually go?

Guess we have another reason to see more of each other. After the morning rush, when it gets quiet.

I alternate mornings and afternoons.

[ cntd ]

[ Coven behavior, really. ]
How uncomplicated this place made some things, with my crew, especially.

[Every baddie needs a coven.]

Uncomplicated? I don’t hear that much. Now I’m even more curious, you tease~

[ Willing this into existence now. ]

Is it a tease? Everybody's fucking here, it's just... It wouldn't have happened back home.

Truth or dare.

[ She's said too much, your turn Kiritsubo. ]

[🤞]

And a good percent of the population is the type to fuss about how oh, what will they do about those relationships when they go home, is it right, what will so-and-so think, and on and on. Complicated~

Hmmm…

Dare.

Not you though?

I dare you to go get comfortable somewhere and smoke your pipe topless for a while. At least somewhat publically.

Not me. I’ve rarely had a friend that wasn’t also a lover, at least on occasion. And my favorite lover and I were… hmm, I suppose the current term would be “open relationship”?

That’s a good one~

The Smoked Egg? Or somewhere more generally modest?

Lady's choice. Somewhere you'll be comfortable enjoying a smoke, even if you might get caught.

She's so indulgent, my new lady friend~

[About twenty minutes later... a photo attachment is sent through. Someone else was requested to take it, it seems, because their thumb is partially in the corner, but the subject is Kiritsubo, her kimono robe loose down around her waist, lounging topless in a lazy sprawl upon her belly with the intricate tattoo of a sword stabbing through a peony heart upon her back on full display, propped up on her elbows and smiling at the camera, her kiseru pipe dangling from her fingers. A pose befitting a woman tanning at the beach... but it's one of the flower-rich grassy clearings in The Vale.]

Is that what I am?

[ Of course, that photo gets a long, appreciative look as a coy grin tugs at one corner of her mouth, though she doesn't leave her waiting too long for a response, not entirely for the sake of the game they're supposed to be playing to keep their watches quiet. ]

Can I save this to try and draw later?

So far~

And you may. But if you are proud of the result, you must let me see it.

Do you need any other references… ? There’s quite an eager helper hanging about here I could ask to take the photo.

If you want to let me draw you, I won't ever say no to more references to work with. You can come sit for me sometime if you want. Smoke your pipe on my beach.

It’s been a while since I’ve been a muse. I think I’ll take you up on that~

You won’t even have to dare me.

Are you really that good at staying still for a while?

Dare you to visit soon.

Still as the surface of a salty lake on a windless day.

I feel as if that could be arranged very easily. Especially if you choose Truth and I ask how soon you’d like that to be.

Tomorrow? In an hour or two? Gives me time to get decent.

No need for decency. Most artists I’ve meet use the word loosely… and I’m not fussed~

But I do have several players on the line for this little game that I shouldn’t leave swinging…

Tomorrow evening?

[ cntd ]

I'm the best navigator on the East Blue.

[ Nevermind the storied criminal past. ]

An ocean navigator, right?
That's a great thing to be proud of, I don't blame you there.

[ He asks to clarify, because she could be a navigator in space. ]

I could probably get by on land too. I don't know about an airship though.

Truth or dare?

[ ♥ ]

Why did he lie?

Not the future, exactly, but, further ahead on the same journey my crew and are I on. Which only kind of counts.

did they tell you good things? did you ask?

he lied to spare my feelings, i guess. but i wish i'd had a choice to begin with.

I don't know how much I'd want to know, other than finding out how a river's supposed to go up a mountain.

Did you find out the truth anyway?

sort of. some of it. i bet there's more.

i'd wanna know how a river goes up a mountain too, honestly. glad that's not my deal~

Was it bad or good?

I'm supposed to cross it and keep us all afloat when I get home. Maybe I should ask him.

it was bad. it's always bad~ do you know nanami kento?
make sure you spank him for lying to me~

if you figure it out, i wanna know.

Yeah, I know Nanami. His dry cleaning gets delivered here. You would think by now the staff would learn to clock the two extra letters but.

We'll see if he tells me. Whose turn is it?

nanami and i know each other from back home~ keep his clothes and take pictures in them, he'll like that.

i've decided it's your turn. truth or dare?

A second ago you wanted me to spank the guy, now this?

Truth.

[ from here ]

Kind of. We're both like my mom in different ways, we're tough like her, but Nojiko's content to stay on the island and take care of the orchard, I had to get up and do something

My brother also stays. Though as our clan leader, he must remain there because duty and responsibility require it. Unknown if he also desires it.

Clan leader? Gonna go out on a limb and guess you aren't bandits or something.

We are not bandits. Cultivators.

Not always a term known to those here. It involves meditation. Discipline. Spiritual essence.

And flying on swords?

Correct. Harness the use of Qi, spiritual energy, to control a spiritual weapon.

It sounds a lot more intelligent than just throwing punches. What's your brother's name, since I already told you Nokijo's.

Lan Xichen. We are similar in appearance. His features, softer.

Another member was once present here. Lan Sizhui.

[ and being broken the news by some guy that probably screwed him... THANKS GETO ]

Your family sounds huge.

I recognize the name, but I don't think we ever met. Is anyone else from your world here?

[ from here ]

This game is ridiculous.

Truth or dare?

You're right. But hey, I’m actually having fun this time.

Let’s do a truth.

Because it's with me, I know.

What's something filthy you haven't done yet, but want to?

[ ♥ ]

And? Not even going to give me a name or tell me how it went?

Dare.

Hee hee. We actually agreed on our ideal idea of a date. His name is Zoro-san, I believe.

[ perhaps nami might have heard of him... maybe.... it's a mystery.... ]

I dare you... To spam message someone!

[ she's getting into this now, even though it's still softball questions ]

[ She's familiar. Kind of. In a highly devoted, but like, in a cool way, kind of way. And based on what she knows of Haru, she thinks her choice is both extremely correct, and kind of cute. ]

Zoro? He's a good choice. You know he's my crewmate, right? And he better have the sense to take you out on this ideal date

You're on. Thanks for giving me a reason to message her.

Oh! I did not know that. What a small world... Hee hee. I am not sure he will... I believe I confused him more than anything. Oh! I'm glad! I hope it goes well.

[ she says, even though it's a dare ]

I'm kind of curious what your ideal date is now.

Truth or dare, Haru?

Perhaps on the next truth.... But this time I choose dare!

[ She's too cute, be still Nami's bisexual heart. ]

Alright, let's see.

Dare you to come out and have a drink with me sometime.

Heehee. I would love that, Nami.

[ cntd ]

There isn't anything he won't do for someone he cares about.

Truth or dare?

[ Hm. Surely this won't end up with something troublesome for him. ]

A truth.

What is the weirdest thing that's happened to you here?

[ Give him a moment, he has to genuinely think about this one. For the most part, everything has been amusing, but something weird... ]

Creating a child out of myself, an associate, and a bird.

[ Surely that's not a worrying explanation. ]

[ ............what? ]

Pardon?

It was conceived during a fight, which was quite the new experience by me.

Just please tell me you don't mean actual pieces of yourself and your friend, and this was just one of those bird babies.

The ones that were commonplace for a period of time, yes.

I ended up with one or two following me. Weird little guys. Do you visit yours?

Time to time, but she doesn't seem very fond of me. She likes the company of her mother more.

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moves this here coz i got tired of waiting for captcha

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voice to text: un: redhairpirate

voice, so he doesn't have to text

but then she can hear the longing in his voice

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text 🖤 un: tifa

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