Drunken Excuse

The two women walked back to the ship, arms slung over each other for support. While the men of the crew had decided to stay at the inn, both beauties had offered to return to the ship to guard it despite their intoxicated movements. The giggling duo made their way up the gangplank and onto the grassy deck of the Strawhats's customized pirate ship. The dark haired lady supported the younger crew mate who had stumbled over her own feet.

"Careful, Nami!" The tall woman warned as the redhead clung to her to regain her footing.

"But Robin, I'll be fine! I have got you here! I can always depend on you, Robin!" The navigator claimed passionately. Robin smiled and the two of them shakily walked to their favorite room- the aquarium-walled lounge with comfy red couches. Robin and Nami sat side by side, red in the face due to the amount of alcohol in their systems. Nami leaned her head on the other girl's shoulder and blue eyes sparkled with mirth.

"You smell so good!" The cat burglar purred, rubbing her cheek against the exposed shoulder of her nakama. Robin lightly began running her fingers through Nami's hair, causing the redhead to emit a contented sigh and casually fling her legs across the other girl's lap. The two women of the Strawhat crew sat in comfortable silence in each other's embrace before the older of the two placed a soft kiss on the younger's forehead.

Honey brown eyes looked up into blue ones and seemingly the two were drawn together in a tender drunken kiss. The kiss deepened as Nami placed her arms around the brunette's neck which allowed Robin to sneak her own arms to the slender hips of the navigator. Appearing lost in the sensations of each other, Nami shifted her legs once again so that she was straddling Robin. Dark fingers played with the hem of the redhead's skirt and pale, ink-stained hands moved to slowly fondle supple breasts beneath the archeologist's tight black dress.

The kiss broke as the redhead turned her attentions to the collarbone of her intoxicated companion, littering it with kisses. More hands effortlessly sprouted in order to caress Nami's thighs, sides, and chest. Whether it was too much sake or the heat of the moment, Robin moved herself sideways and allowed the both of them to fall against the length of the couch looking lustfully into each other's eyes.

Nami seized the moment to undo the garters holding up Robin's fishnet stockings and slowly slid them off, kissing the sensitive skin as she went. The older woman wisely used her devils fruit powers to have hands remove both pairs of shoes from the duo before dissipating as the redhead worked her magic with the stockings. Soon enough the navigator made her way back up to Robin's lips and planted a long, wet kiss, in which she used her delicate tongue quite skillfully.

Pulling away with a light nibble on the tanned girl's lower lip, Nami pressed herself against Robin- an unspoken invitation to take their actions a step further. The brunette lightly moved her hands up the redhead's thighs, under her crewmate's skirt, before resting on either side of Nami's mound, thumbs both brushing up against the moist heat beneath the fabric of her panties. The redhead moaned and insistently began pulling down her own underwear, gesturing that Robin follow suit.

Two pairs of eyes blazed with need as the duo hiked up their short skirt and dress respectively. Curiously, the navigator gently let her fingertips graze over the archeologist's warm lips between her legs as if making a mental map. The brunette groaned with pleasure at the actions and used arms sprouting from the red couch to pleasure both the breasts and clit of the redhead.

"Robin!" Nami gasped, both women breathing heavily with excitement.

"Please Nami!" Robin moaned and gently both girls inserted a single finger into each other. Long careful stroked were mirrored by the two of them. One finger soon became two for the both of them and the movements grew faster, more desperate. Robin appeared so distracted by the pleasure she was giving and receiving that she could not uphold her devils fruit ability any longer- all additional arms evaporating into a shower of flower petals.

Both women were getting closer to their breaking point of orgasm and unconsciously were thrusting against each other's hands to create more friction. Their moans were echoing off the glass walls, getting louder and louder as they both reached the brink.

"Nami!" "Robin!" They both called out each other's names as they came within seconds of each other and slick fingers were removed from both of their entrances.

Nami and Robin both grasped each other's sticky hands and laced their fingers as they caught their breaths. Slowly Nami leaned up off the dark haired beauty. Sheepishly, both of them lowered their skirt and dress once more and searched for their discarded clothing. Once presentable, Nami turned to Robin however kept her eyes averted.

"So this... can it be our little secret?" She asked, appearing quite nervous.

"But of course." Robin replied sincerely.

"Good. I am going to go keep watch now." The navigator said, heading towards the door. She paused, hand on the door knob.

"You know... I am not actually drunk right.... A thief never lets their guard down... I just wanted..." The redhead began, biting her lip.

"Oh I know, and I completely understand. I am also quite sober." The brunette said, tilting her head to the side with a smile. Both girls shared a laugh before Nami exited the room, both girls with a coy smile on their lips.