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How exactly Nami gets to be here is a bit of a mystery. She knows that she is well aware of, even sober, for most of the process to get here. But as she watches Luffy pin Usopp’s hips in place to better suck him off, it feels like she is floating timeless.
She isn’t the only one watching; they’ve even raised the galley table to make sure there is a comfortable place for all of them to sit and see. Luffy’s foot is only a matter of inches from her own, and even though she is sure there is more space on the bench without Luffy sitting up there with them, she can still feel the burning brand of Zoro’s leg against her.
He is loosely palming his cock through his pants but hasn’t made any move to pull it out. And Sanji looks like he is about to vibrate out of his remaining clothes. The suit jacket was lost around the time that they actually sat down.
How did they gotten here?
She can remember the start, the one that had happened a while back, not that it really matters.
They had stopped off in a larger port town to restock; Zoro had found a bar almost immediately, even though he had been helping with the groceries. Nami wasn’t about to turn down what might have been the last chance to drink somewhere other than the ship in who knew how long. The boys might know how to party, but anything more than a little wine always made her sick to her stomach while they sailed.
The place was shockingly without a marine base, but the city guard had been pretty decent, though they hadn’t noticed her subtle lifting of a few wallets to help pay for the groceries, and the dock they had parked at had had a patrol every half hour. There was plenty of time to do something and steal if you knew what you were looking for, but short enough to discourage petty thieves or boatjackers.
Forcing one of Zoro’s shirts on Luffy, slicking back his hair, and having him practice a grimace had made him almost unrecognizable to the wanted poster he had proudly displayed in the galley of their own ship, and although he had wanted to take the straw hat, he had been convinced to leave it behind to avoid losing it.
The bar was lively, full of people, full of movement. She had originally planned to just steal a few wallets to pay for a few drinks, but it had seemed like no one had been watching their money, and there hadn’t been any need to pay for her own drinks there.
She lost track of the boys pretty quickly, not that she was too concerned. They were all able to handle themselves in an emergency.
When she had finally felt like finding them, she'd gotten a handful of free drinks and paid for significantly more with other people’s beri. Usopp had been at the bar telling tall tales again, and Zoro had appeared to be keeping an eye on him. She'd waved to catch his attention and then mouthed that she was heading back to the ship.
Sanji and Luffy hadn’t seemed to be anywhere nearby, but the captain tended to avoid drinking, generally only joining them for the camaraderie, and Sanji had either gotten lucky for once, unlikely, or had struck out and gone back to the ship with Luffy.
Dodging the patrols, Nami had climbed the ladder back into the ship before heading to her room, not even bothering to check if the boys were back. It would be a problem for the next day if they hadn’t been.
Yelling startled her awake the next morning. She hadn’t been able to hear what had been said, but when she got out of the depths of the ship, Sanji, Zoro, and a rather green Usopp had been standing around the deck.
Luffy hadn’t been immediately obvious in any of his usual perches, but she hadn’t checked the kitchen on her way up.
“What's all the yelling been about?” She had asked, mostly wanting them to shut up.
Sanji and Zoro had been accusing each other of losing Luffy without taking a breath, instead of shutting up, they'd turned the force of their yelling to her.
“Shut up!” She'd yelled, just trying to figure out what had happened, “What did you mean you lost Luffy?”
“He was gone. I woke up, and he wasn’t anywhere in the sleeping area. I looked all over the ship, but I couldn’t find hide or hair of him.” Sanji managed to look distraught and worried all at once.
“And he wasn’t here when you got back last night?”
“I didn’t see him; I thought he might have been sleeping in the crow’s nest or something,” Sanji answered.
Nami had looked at Zoro and Usopp, “I thought he went back with you, and then I was too busy wrangling this drunken idiot to put more thought into it.”
“Usopp?” Nami had asked; if he hadn’t known- she wasn’t going to dwell.
“I, I don’t know. I remember he was around us most of last night, but then things got kinda fuzzy, and I-” Usopp hadn’t been able to meet her eyes. They had fucked up.
“There weren’t any marines in the bar. No one in town seemed to recognize him. Is it possible there was a bounty hunter or something that might have recognized him? Zoro?” Nami had been looking for an answer, any kind.
Zoro shook his head, his expression tense. "None that I recognized, but there are so many bounty hunters out there, and he is high enough that even lay people might have tried to grab him." Nami's heart sank at the thought. She couldn't bear the idea of losing Luffy so quickly.
Nodding to herself, Nami came up with a plan. "We're going to have to retrace our steps, talk to everyone, see if anyone knows anything. We're going to figure out what happened to him and get him back."
The others nodded grimly, though Usopp looked like he was about to lose his dinner. Determination filled Nami as she took charge of the situation. They couldn't waste any more time.
Just as they were about to set off, a confused voice came from the side of the ship.
"Get who back?" They all turned to see Luffy clambering up the side, apparently unharmed.
Nami couldn't help herself and launched herself at him. "Where were you? We've been so worried!"
Luffy laughed and hugged her back before releasing her. "What are you talking about? I told Usopp where I'd be."
Usopp looked even more green, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Zoro, avoiding looking at Usopp, asked, "Suppose he forgot, where were you?"
"Oh no! I just saw an old friend from before I became a pirate! He's working on his own crew now, so we just caught up." Luffy smiled, his hair now back in its trademark curls, and Zoro's too-large shirt hanging off his shoulders. He didn't look injured or like he had been in danger. "He's doing really well for himself. I'm glad I got to spend time with him. I didn't mean to fall asleep, but when I woke up, I made sure to rush back. Got here just in time, huh?"
Sanji pulled him into a hug, relieved, while Nami spoke sternly. "You really did. Next time you want to run off like that, tell someone other than Usopp, okay? We were really worried."
Luffy nodded, and before he could say anything, Sanji suggested breakfast, instantly capturing Luffy's attention.
Relief washed over Nami as she watched them, grateful that Luffy was safe and sound. She knew they would have to be more vigilant in the future, but for now, she was just glad to have her captain back.
Now Nami watches the way Luffy swallows down Usapp’s cock over and over and wonders exactly what he’d been doing with that old friend of his.
Usopp can’t keep his hands to himself; his whole body squirms underneath Luffy’s attentions, and his hands keep fluttering from Luffy’s head to his shoulders to the bench to Sanji’s leg and back.
Luffy’s hands and arms have remained where they have him pinned to the bench, though when he pulls up, Nami can see how his pink tongue is wrapped around, all the way around, multiple times, Usopp’s cock.
She can’t help adjusting herself, moving a little further back on the bench to press herself on it while watching the display, listening to Luffy and Usopp’s noises.
To her, it seems out of nowhere, but apparently, Luffy had anticipated it because when Usopp grasps Luffy’s head and tries to hold him close by the hair, Luffy goes without fighting him.
His face scrunches, and a soft whimper is all that escapes Usopp’s lips for a long moment. As he relaxes, though, he seems to realize that he’d been forcing Luffy to stay close while he comes.
Apologies fall from his lips, but Luffy just wipes his face on his arm and sits back with a grin.
“Who’s next?”