The sky was clear for miles, and the blue waves rippled.
A small pirate ship sailed on the calm sea.
As the temporary helmsman, Reno listened to Nami's commands with some annoyance.
"Reno, you idiot, a little to the left."
"Okay, okay, now a little more to the right."
"Are you a pig-head?! You can't even handle something as simple as steering!"
"..."
Nami, as if possessed by a motor-mouth, roared incessantly, making Reno's face twitch.
Revenge!
This was definitely revenge!
Especially since every time before she yelled, Nami would glance at Reno's expression out of the corner of her eye, then continue her barrage.
Wasn't it just extending their "session" from the original four hours to five?
Wasn't it just unlocking a few more "moves"?
Was it necessary to be so blatant with the revenge?!
"How long until we reach the Goa Kingdom?!" Reno, gripping the helm, asked unhappily.
He was the captain, yet he had to personally handle a trivial matter like steering the ship.
And he got yelled at for not doing it well.
"About half a day," Nami, having regained her confidence, replied in high spirits. She was lying on a deck chair in a bikini, sipping delicious juice and enjoying a sunbath.
Nami's curvaceous figure drew Reno's gaze, and combined with the hot weather, a wicked fire soon surged within him.
The next second, he drew his sword.
Nami was startled and jumped up from the deck chair, cautiously saying, "What... what are you doing? I'm the navigator."
Reno ignored her and directly plunged his sword into the ship's helm, fixing it in place.
Nami breathed a sigh of relief, but then shook her head. "That won't work. As soon as the wind blows, the direction will immediately shift."
"We'll deal with it when it shifts," Reno said, walking towards Nami with a wicked smile.
It's over.
"Reno, you bastard, wasn't tormenting me at night enough?!" Nami huffed, stomping her foot in anger. "I won't let you get your way."
Nami glared at Reno, then turned and ran towards the cabin.
"Running?!" Reno chuckled lightly. "Soru!!"
His figure flashed, and when he reappeared, Reno's large hand was wrapped around Nami's slender waist.
"...You big villain!!" Nami looked at Reno, her cheeks puffed out in anger.
Oh, gods, someone save me!
Ignoring Nami's protests, Reno carried her into the cabin.
Reno carried Nami into the dim cabin, the door swinging shut behind them with a soft thud that echoed like a secret promise.
The air inside was warm, thick with the scent of wood and salt from the sea outside, wrapping around them like an invisible embrace.
Namis heart raced, not from fear, but from the thrill that danced in her veins.
She wriggled in his arms, her earlier words of protest fading into playful giggles, because deep down, she wanted this as much as he did.
Reno set her down gently on the edge of the bed, his hands lingering on her waist, pulling her close.
"You know you like this chase," Reno murmured, his voice low and teasing, a grin playing on his lips as he looked into her eyes.
Nami met his gaze, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes sparkled with mischief.
She reached up, tracing a finger along his jaw, feeling the rough stubble that sent shivers through her body.
"Maybe I do," she whispered back, her tone light and inviting, the words slipping out like a dare.
Her large breasts rose and fell with each breath, straining against the fabric of her top, their fullness impossible to ignore.
They were soft mounds, heavy and inviting, nipples already hardening into peaks that begged for attention.
Renos eyes dropped to them, his breath catching as he admired the way they moved with her.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a kiss that started slow, exploratory, like tasting something forbidden yet utterly delicious.
Nami responded eagerly, her hands sliding up his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt.
The kiss deepened, tongues dancing together in a rhythm that made her toes curl.
Heat built between them, a fire igniting in her core, spreading outward until every inch of her skin tingled with anticipation.
Renos hands roamed downward, cupping her hips before sliding up to the sides of her breasts.
He squeezed gently, marveling at their size and softness, how they filled his palms perfectly.
Nami let out a soft moan, the sound vibrating against his mouth, her body arching toward him instinctively.
She could feel her nipples pressing harder against the cloth, sensitive and eager, as if they had a mind of their own.
With a swift motion, Reno tugged at her top, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside.
Her large breasts spilled free, bare and glorious in the cabins faint light, their pink tips erect and begging for touch.
Namis skin flushed a deeper shade, not from embarrassment, but from the raw desire coursing through her.
She watched as Renos eyes widened, his gaze fixed on her chest, tracing the curves with a hunger that made her pulse quicken.
"God, youre beautiful," he breathed, his voice husky with need.
He lowered his head, his mouth finding one nipple, teasing it with his tongue in slow, circling strokes that sent electric jolts straight to her core.
Nami gasped, her fingers threading through his hair, holding him close as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Her breasts felt alive, each flick of his tongue drawing out more sensation, making them swell even more under his attention.
She reached down, her hands fumbling with his shirt, eager to feel his skin against hers.
Reno paused just long enough to help, shedding his clothes in a hurry, revealing his toned body.
His arousal was evident, his hard length straining against his pants, thick and ready.
Namis eyes locked onto it, her breath hitching at the sight, a wet heat pooling between her thighs as she imagined how it would feel inside her.
He guided her back onto the bed, their bodies pressing together in a tangle of limbs and desire.
Namis hands explored him, tracing the lines of his muscles, down to where his erection pulsed with need.
She stroked him through the fabric, feeling his length twitch under her touch, hot and rigid.
Reno groaned, the sound primal and intoxicating, spurring her on.
"Touch me more," she urged, her voice aa sultry whisper that hung in the warm air of the cabin, thick with the scent of salt and desire.
Namis eyes locked onto Renos, her gaze filled with a playful hunger that made his pulse race.
She arched her back slightly, her large breasts rising and falling with each quick breath, their soft curves begging for his hands.
Reno grinned, his own need burning hot as he leaned in closer, his fingers tracing the smooth skin of her sides.
He slid his hand down between them, feeling the heat radiating from her core.
Nami shivered at his touch, her thighs parting just a little, inviting him in.
"Youre so ready," he murmured, his voice low and rough with excitement.
His fingers brushed against the damp fabric of her underwear, teasing the sensitive spot that made her gasp.
She was wet and eager, her body responding to him like a flame to wind, growing hotter with every second.
Namis hands worked quickly, tugging at his pants to free him from the confines.
His erection sprang free, thick and hard, veins pulsing along its length.
It stood proud, the tip glistening with anticipation, and she couldnt help but wrap her fingers around it, feeling its warmth and firmness.
"Oh, yes," she breathed, stroking him slowly, her touch light but purposeful, drawing a deep groan from his throat.
The sound vibrated through her, heightening the ache building inside her.
Renos eyes darkened with lust as he watched her hand move, her fingers exploring every inch of him.
He reached down to help slide her underwear off, revealing her fully.
Her folds were slick and inviting, the soft curls framing a center that throbbed with need.
The sight of her, bare and flushed, made his cock twitch in her grip.
He positioned himself between her legs, the head of his shaft brushing against her entrance, sending sparks of pleasure through both of them.
"Dont make me wait," Nami whispered, her voice laced with teasing urgency.
She lifted her hips, guiding him closer, and with a slow, deliberate push, Reno entered her.
The sensation was electric—her warmth enveloping him, tight and welcoming, as he slid deeper.
She moaned loudly, her large breasts bouncing slightly with the movement, nipples still hard and sensitive from his earlier attention.
Each thrust brought a wave of bliss, her inner walls clenching around him, pulling him in further.
He moved with a steady rhythm, his hands gripping her hips to pull her closer, their bodies slapping together in a hypnotic beat.
Namis breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her fingers digging into his shoulders for support.
The pleasure built inside her, a coiling heat that spread from her core to every limb.
She could feel every detail—the way his length filled her completely, stretching her just right, the friction against her most sensitive spots making her toes curl.
Reno leaned down, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth again, sucking gently as he thrust.
The dual sensations made Nami cry out, her back arching off the bed.
Her breasts felt heavy and alive, swaying with each movement, the peaks rubbing against his chest.
"Harder," she pleaded, her voice breaking with passion.
He obliged, picking up speed, his own breaths turning into grunts of effort and ecstasy.
As they moved together, the cabin seemed to fade away, leaving only the tangle of their bodies and the raw connection between them.
Namis climax approached like a storm, her body trembling as the pressure mounted.
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
Reno felt her tighten around him, the sensation pushing him closer to the edge.
With a final, powerful thrust, Reno felt the tension inside him shatter like glass.
His body tensed, muscles locking as the wave of pleasure crashed over him, unstoppable and fierce.
He drove deep into Nami, his cock throbbing wildly, pulsing with the force of his release.
Hot streams of cum surged from him, filling her completely, each spurt a jolt of ecstasy that made his vision blur and his breath catch in his throat.
Nami gasped at the sensation, her inner walls clenching around him, milking every drop as if eager to draw out his very essence.
She held him tight, her legs wrapped firmly around his waist, pulling him closer as he emptied himself into her.
The warmth of his seed spread through her, a slick, intimate flood that heightened her own lingering aftershocks.
Her body trembled, still riding the edge of her climax, her breasts heaving against his chest with each ragged breath.
"Yes, just like that," she whispered, her voice soft and husky, laced with satisfaction.
Reno groaned deeply, the sound raw and primal, as the last of his energy poured out, leaving him spent and shuddering.
As the intensity faded, their movements slowed to a gentle rock, their bodies slick with sweat and the mingled evidence of their passion.
Namis fingers traced lazy patterns on his back, her touch light and soothing now, a contrast to the urgency that had gripped them moments before.
Reno rested his head against her shoulder, his heart pounding in his ears, feeling the rise and fall of her chest match his own.
The cabins warm air, heavy with the salty scent of the sea and their shared desire, wrapped around them like a comforting blanket.
He pulled back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes, which sparkled with a mix of playfulness and contentment.
"That was... incredible," he murmured, his voice still rough from exertion, a small smile tugging at his lips.
Nami chuckled softly, her hand cupping his cheek, her thumb brushing over his skin.
"Youre telling me," she replied, her tone casual and teasing, though her body still hummed with the afterglow.
They lay there together, tangled in the sheets, the world outside the cabin forgotten.
With a soft sigh, Nami nestled closer, her head resting on his chest, and silence settled over them, marking the end of their intense encounter.
...
...
Goa Kingdom, Foosha Village.
Inside Makino's bar.
"I wonder how Luffy is doing. I'm really a bit worried."
The proprietress, Makino, rested her chin on her hands, her face full of concern.
Having watched Luffy grow up, she was well aware of his penchant for getting into trouble.
"Hahahaha... Makino, don't worry. That kid Luffy will be fine."
Dadan cheerfully downed her rum in one gulp and grinned. "If Luffy really runs into danger, Ace definitely won't just stand by and watch."
"And there's that guy Garp."
Her underlings highly approved of Dadan's words, chiming in one after another:
"Hahahahaha... Luffy is the grandson of the Marine Hero Garp, how could he be in any danger?! He's definitely having a great time on his journey."
Their words gave Makino a sliver of comfort.
What they said seemed to make sense.
His grandfather was the renowned Hero Garp, a benchmark in the Marines.
His brother Ace was one of the division commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates.
The Yonko Shanks was the one who set Luffy on his path.
With all that, he shouldn't run into any problems, right?!
If she knew that Luffy's father was the leader of the Revolutionary Army, Dragon, and that Sabo wasn't dead but had even become the second-in-command of the Revolutionary Army, she would be even more astonished.
With so many powerful connections, Luffy's journey wasn't an adventure; it was a second-generation heir experiencing life.
As the conversation in the bar revolved around Luffy, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Two figures walked in from outside.
Makino looked at Reno and Nami and spoke gently, "Excuse me, can I help you with anything?!"
Faced with the inquiry, a smile bloomed on Reno's lips as he said, "I heard the proprietress here has excellent brewing skills, so I came to taste it after hearing of its reputation."
Nami glanced at Reno.
Putting on an act.
Just keep acting.
She was now certain that the bar's proprietress was Reno's target.
Traveling thousands of miles just to recruit beautiful female crew members, Reno definitely had some kind of fetish.
In her heart, Nami had already labeled Reno.
Receiving Reno's praise, Makino blushed slightly, a little embarrassed.
"You're too kind," Makino said with a gentle smile, handing two glasses of fine wine to Reno and Nami.
"Hahahahaha... Makino, don't be so modest. The wine you brew is famous for miles around!"
"Kid, you've got good taste."
Dadan, who was a bit drunk, slurred, her spit flying everywhere.
Reno tasted the fine wine while sizing up the other people in the bar.
A moment later, he retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "The wine is good. I like it."
He was being serious.
The crowd's praise for Makino was no exaggeration.
It was truly delicious.
"I'm glad you like it." Makino was always so gentle and elegant, a faint smile on her face.
"By the way~"
Here it comes, here it comes.
It's coming.
Nami, who had been anticipating something to happen, grumbled to herself.
Reno suddenly changed the subject. "My pirate crew happens to be short a brewer, and I think you're very suitable."
Huh?!
The sudden invitation clearly stunned Makino, Dadan, and the others.
After a moment, Makino smiled and shook her head, still politely refusing, "I'm sorry, I have no plans to go out to sea. I just want to run my bar well here in Foosha Village."
Reno wasn't surprised by Makino's refusal.
But there were always ways.
People were always forced into things.
"I heard you all talking about Luffy outside just now. What a coincidence, I know him too."
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