A silly drabble of Nami x Robin from One Piece. Set during episode 758.

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The Straw Hats and Wanda reached Inuarashi’s sanatorium, where they met the Duke as well as his subordinate Shishilian. As night fell and Inuarashi and his subjects fell asleep, Nami and Robin decided to hang out in the Women’s Headquarters. Even if their one-to-one time was only for ten minutes or less, the girls still wanted a chance to finally hang out.

Reaching up with a hand to brush a lock of tangerine-coloured hair out of her eyes, Nami scoffed.

“Robin! I’ve been waiting for a moment like this. It’s just us! Finally,” she voiced, as she watched a mere smirk curl along Robin’s lips.

“Mhm,” intoned Robin, as she then folded her slender arms under her bust. “What did you want to talk about, Nami?”

Sitting on the edge of a sink, tangerine locks swayed gently from side to side when Nami’s crimson hues cast a gaze onto the dark-haired woman in the distance. A large smile painted her lips, never fading when she observed Robin. Nami was clad in an ankle-length, pencil-shaped cyan dress that possessed a v-neck collar and showed much of her cleavage. Hands rose up, fingers fiddled with the spaghetti straps.

“So, since us Straw Hats are going to be fighting that elephant freak to the death-” Nami started, idly slipping a strap down her ashen shoulder. “I suppose I could…show you myself, Robin,” she suggested, her smile shrinking into a devilish smirk. “No boys are here; we’re both girls…so it doesn’t matter if I show you, right?”

“Are you implying that we’ll both die after this fight, then?” Robin quipped, pinching her chin with her index finger and thumb. “We’re pirates, Nami, and we’ve fought so many battles at sea so many times. We haven’t died yet, despite the bounties that’s on our heads…”

Letting out a sigh, Nami closed her eyes. She simply shook her head in denial. “Why is your mind so morbid?”

“I could ask you the same thing, pervert.”

Despite Nami was clad in such a revealing dress, Robin was merely clad in a white tank top and black trousers. Very different from Nami.

“Oh, I apologise,” she answered sarcastically, as her eyelids fluttered open in a heartbeat. Nami then rose up to her feet, and then gently started to stroke Robin’s cheek, as her thumb moved dangerously near Robin’s lips. “I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable, Robin. I mean-“

“Trust me, I’m not,” remarked Robin, as she then raised a hand and gently rested it onto Nami’s wrist. “Show me.”

Brushing a few long locks of raven hair out of Robin’s face, Nami tilted her head, while crimson orbs stared into those dark hues. Her lips still smirked. With the hand resting on her wrist, Nami lowered it to her bust.

“See for yourself,” she put, closing her eyes for a moment. “You can pull the straps down.”

Hesitating at first, Robin hooked an index finger into one blue strap, then pulled it down her slender arm. The cups of her silken cerulean dress slipped down her front, thus exposing her breasts to Robin. Nami perked up, her long tangerine tresses bouncing in the process. Her smirk widened into a large, toothy grin.

“I’ve always wanted you to see them, Robin,” she exclaimed excitedly, as her warm-coloured features dusted a reddish hue. “You can…touch them, too!”

“I remember when you were so quiet and innocent before you met Luffy, and now you’ve gone wild…like you’re not afraid to hide your feelings anymore,” stated Robin, while her face nuzzled into Nami’s gentle hand. “Do you remember ‘that pretty, mysterious girl’, hm?”

“Yeah, so what? Reminiscing now?” Nami teased.

“Well-” Robin stuttered, swallowing a lump in her throat.

Moving a hand away from the fallen strap, Robin cupped a large breast, as she then gave it a light feel. Not that she was comfortable feeling another woman’s chest…but this was her first time, too.

“HARDER!” Nami snapped, furrowing her ginger eyebrows.

Her hand lunged forward, gripping onto Robin’s wrist, as she then placed this Free hand onto her other breast. Nami placed both her hands onto Robin’s, practically forcing the ravenette to touch her naked bust. A hysteric blush painted Robin’s features, as a mere grumble then rumbled in her throat.

“…Okay,” stated Robin “I like them. They feel soft.”

“Is that right?” Nami exclaimed again, coiling her slender arms around Robin’s collar.

“Y-yeah, right.”

This was awkward.

When Nami pulled Robin into an embrace, her large breasts pressed into Robin’s chest, despite Robin’s hands were in the way. Nami planted her face into the ravenette’s shoulder, all whilst Robin’s hands stayed glued to Nami’s breasts. Practically glued at this point.

“Thanks, Robin.”

Robin just smiled, letting out a relieved sigh.