[ Given that greedy streak of hers, it should be obvious what Nami's answer would be if he offered to start the night off by spoiling her in a way she already knows he's shockingly talented at. But that's not part of cool and casual, and while she knows they both know what her answer is, she stays quiet for the moment, chuckling quietly as her fingers run down the nape of his neck before delving beneath his shirt just enough to touch over the skin beneath.

Zoro's lips brush her ear, and Nami's grateful he can't see it when her eyes flutter half-closed at the sensation and the fresh heat it sends through her. Again she tries to hide a smile against his skin before her lips part and her teeth rake gently against his skin. ]

If you told me you wanted to eat me out… [ Nami says quietly, playfully. Her hand runs up his chest, careful of the spots he might still be healing, pushing up the fabric as she moves, and fully intending to pull it off if he'll let her. ] I would tell you not to think you're going to win this bet that easily, while opening my thighs so you could try to prove me wrong. [ Because she wants him in ways that seem to change and develop the longer this goes on, and she'd be hard-pressed to stop him from doing almost anything she knows they both want because of it. ]