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The Lone Traveler	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto Crossovers > General Views: 49274 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Sasuke knew he wasn’t going to be conscious for long.
Already, he was drifting in and out… his eyes drooping, his strength rapidly fading. He still wasn’t all that used to the dimension hopping technique - and this time, he didn’t have an adrenaline high from training to keep him afloat. His body felt weak; his chest heaved up and down, his heart beat thumping in his ears.
“ROBIIINNN!” a yell tore through the air. He heard a gasp a foot beside him… the sound of what sounded like something stretching, and then another distinct sound of two people slamming into each other. “You’re back!”
“Lu- Luffy?”
“HEY EVERYONE! ROBIN’S BACK!” the one called Luffy bellowed at the top of his lungs.
Footsteps quickly approached, though all Sasuke could see was a wooden floor beneath him, the last of his energy ebbing away.
“Robin!” two voice, one male and one female, exclaimed at once.
“Nami… Zoro? I’m… I’m… back?” That was Robin’s voice again.
“Woo-hoo!” Sasuke heard Luffy yell. “Hey, who’s he?”
That was when Sasuke passed out.
When Sasuke finally awoke, it was to the gentle sounds of waves caressing the side of the ship. He took a deep breath, taking a brief assessment of his body. He wasn’t in the best of shape… but he was noticeably better than he’d been after traveling to Fiore.
Robin. Robin and her… old crew mates. That meant he had to be in Robin’s original dimension now - a world of endless sea, with many islands dotting the surface. Robin hadn’t liked to reflect on her home all that much… neither had Erza, now that he had thought about it, though Rias had been a little more forthcoming. Too painful, he supposed, considering they were trying to make a new home in Konoha and all.
He ran the small tidbits of information he knew about her crew. Luffy - the one who had been yelling so loudly… something about… rubber. And eating a lot. Zoro was a swordsman? Nami a navigator… that was the only three that Robin had verbally pointed out, and right now, he was drawing a blank on the rest of them.
Sasuke chewed the inside of his cheek. The jutsu hadn’t taken him home… rather, it had taken him to another dimension. He was more concerned with Erza as of right now - where had she gone? Had she remained in her own dimension… had she appeared somewhere else in Robin’s dimension… or had she gone home to Konoha? He couldn’t be sure, and that fear worried him, for she could be dead, captured, or worse.
And it would be his fault, even if it was unintentional. If there was one thing Sasuke didn’t want, it was the death of a family member hanging over his head once again, for despite their numbers and varying statuses, his wives had become his new family, and he refused to watch them disappear as his previous one had.
He swallowed, and sat up. Slowly, his eyes drifted open - instinctively, he knew that his rinnegan had once again faded… the gentle hum of power that signaled its presence was gone. Would it take two weeks to return? Most likely it would… but at least he knew now that he could replicate the technique.
But what good was it if he simply kept jumping from dimension to dimension? Would he land in Rias’ dimension next, where demons and angels roamed free? What were the chances he would ever get home again?
He couldn’t think about that. Their faces flashed before his eyes… Naruko, Hinata, Sakura, Samui, Mabui, and many others. They’d be lost without him, of that much he was sure. He had to get home… but, with up to two weeks until the next jump...
Sasuke sighed.
On the plus side, at the very least he had Robin. She at least, was good for some conversation… sometimes. She wasn’t quite as depraved as Erza was - the redhead fondling and practically whining for his cock whenever they were alone - but she was… erm… well, she was like most of his other wives. To put it simply, she would never cheat on him, for both of them were aware that no other man could please her as well as he could, understand her as well as he could, take care of her needs as well as he could.
Damn. Sasuke really hoped that Robin didn’t have some ‘love interest’ in this dimension… because he really didn’t fancy the idea of having to deal with some jealous ex-lover. He had to deal with that enough back in Konoha, though it was mostly jealous and envy back there.
He ran a hand through his hair, flexing his fingers experimentally as well. He didn’t feel as bad as he had after traveling the first time around. Of course, Sasuke still felt like shit - but it was the difference between ‘kill me now’ and ‘kill me if this goes on for another five minutes’.
A decent while passed, which Sasuke spent in silence. In the meantime, he took a moment to examine his surroundings. He seemed to be in a… sick bay of sorts. It was brightly lit, with a single door to his right, and a desk with a variety of objects on top of it.
He rubbed his nose. His breathing felt rather fatigued, as if he was settling down from a particularly long run. The minutes seemed to bleed into each other, tick, tick, tick, he could almost hear the clock… until finally, the door opened.
The first thing he saw was a gleam of familiar, raven hair. Robin, with that casual elegance natural to her, brushed said hair out of her eyes. Her eyes immediately found his, and she flashed him a small smile.
He watched as she pulled the chair beside his bed, taking care to lock the door behind her before she sat down. “Sasuke.” Robin said softly, taking his hand in both of her own. “I- just…” She let out a sigh, and Sasuke watched as she blinked several times, her eyes watery. “You… we thought that you had run off again!” Robin suddenly said. “I mean… Naruko-san was going fanatic; she sent letters to all of the other girls in the other villages, she even sent a few of those shadow clones of hers to scour the area around Konoha. We all joined in, of course.”
“You thought I just… ran off?” Sasuke said, his voice fairly weak.
“Erza was gone, too.” Robin said. “If just you had disappeared, we would have thought something was wrong… but since Erza had gone at the same time as you, we assumed that you’d taken her along for a… erm… ‘distraction’ on the road.”
Sasuke blinked. It did make sense, after all - his libido had increased alongside his count of wives, and where in his teenage years he could have gone months without even seeing a woman, nowadays he would be blue balled after a day without popping a load into one of his wife’s snatches.
“I… alright.” Sasuke said. “It might be obvious now-” He paused, to cough, pressing a clenched fist to his mouth, his chest heaving. Robin’s grip tightened on his other hand. “- but I didn’t run off.” Sasuke finished. “I was… to put it as simply as I can, teleported to where Erza came from. Her home dimension, universe, world, whatever it is.”
“I see.” Robin said. “I assume that you found a way out.”
“There seems to be a technique I can use with my rinnegan to… shift dimensions.” Sasuke said. “It’s horrifically taxing, though - it takes weeks to recharge, and whenever I use it, the jutsu leaves me in this state.” He gestured to himself. “When the rinnegan came back, and I used the jutsu again with Erza, I assumed that it’d take us back to Konoha… apparently not.”
“Erza wasn’t on the boat.” Robin said, to answer his unasked question. “Wherever she is, I doubt it’s here; it wouldn’t make any sense for her to appear in another place other than where we are.”
Sasuke nodded. “So… this is your world, then?” he asked.
“I’d be astounded if it wasn’t.” Robin said, and that same small smile had appeared on her face once again. “Luffy… Zoro… Nami… they’re all still the same, even though it’s been so long.” She let out a slight laugh. “It’s too bad you can’t meet the others.” Robin said, squeezing his hand. “Chopper, Brook, and Franky… they’re all off… um… well, Luffy wasn’t really specific about what they were doing. Sanji handed him a plate of ribs about halfway through his explanation and… well…”
“O… kay.” Sasuke said. “What did you tell them about me?”
“I wanted to… ease the truth on them.” Robin said. “We can tell them that we’re married--but I want to slowly push it onto them, instead of just dumping the truth about it all at once. Right now, I believe they’re under the assumption that we’re merely traveling companions.
“That’s fine with me.” Sasuke said.
“You feeling alright?” Robin asked, looking at his ragged appearance. “That technique really did a number on you, didn’t it?”
“I’ve felt worse.” Sasuke said, though the fact that he began to cough and hack not a second after he finished that sentence almost certainly didn’t help his case.
Robin shot him an almost mischievous grin. “I think I know exactly what will help…” she whispered sultry. She stood up suddenly, and Sasuke watched with bated breath as she busied herself for a moment. She managed to locate a bit of tape and a piece of parchment - and slapped it over the porthole in the door. That, combined with the locked nature of the door, ensured that no one would be able to intrude on them.
Once again, she slid into the chair.
“And I thought Erza was a minx.” Sasuke murmured, unable to stop himself from smirking. With nimble fingers, Robin began to undo his trousers - pulling them down, and then his boxers, so that his flaccid member slid free of its prison.
“It’s been far too long.” Robin murmured, leaning forward and giving the mushroom head an affectionate kiss, as if greeting an old friend. She wrapped a hand around the base, and began to stroke it, almost languidly though her soft fingers had no struggle in getting him erect. Soon, blood began to pump through the appendage - and it wasn’t long before his cock had hardened into the fourteen inch long monster that had successfully claimed over two dozen women. “I’m sure Erza took good care of you, Sasuke…” Robin whispered. “But it’s my turn now; so sit back, and relax...”
Sasuke did exactly that. He allowed the tension to ebb from his muscles, his heart rate to slow, his breathing to slowly even out.
The difference between Robin and Erza in that very moment was stark. Erza was sloppy - she would attack his cock, slobbering over it, pumping him for all he was worth in an effort to wringe a load out for her to greedily gulp down.
Robin couldn’t have been more different. She was… elegant, composed. She seemed less as if she were choking on his member, and more as if she were inhaling it. Her pert, plump lips stretching intimately around his girth. Her hands, sweeping over his shaft, slim fingers caressing the engorged veins and muscles that ran along the length. Not even a single hair on her head appeared to be ruffled, her skin still glowing, Robin even taking a moment to carefully adjust her seating arrangement before continuing on.
The look in their eyes, however, was the same. Raw, sensual, passionate… and lustful. Whether it was Erza’s cool brown, or Robin’s bright blue, they both showcased the love they had for Sasuke.
“Ah…” He let out a languid groan, his leg twitching slightly. “Kami, I missed this, Robin…” Sasuke murmured.
She said nothing, though the twinkle in her eye betrayed her appreciation. When it came to Nico Robin, blowjobs seemed to be an artform. Everything she was did was… astoundingly beautiful. Everything, from the way her tongue would swirl around the tip of his member, to the sensual way she would tease his balls, was breathtakingly pleasurable.
When he came, it was with a low grunt. Robin recoiled slightly, but she took the vast majority of his load in her own stead - audible gulps like sweet music to Sasuke’s ears. She could feel his shaft contracting and expanding in her hand, in time with the shots of hot white jizz into her mouth. Not a drop was spilled, and when he was finally spent, she slid him from her mouth, swallowing down the rest of it.
It was all very clinical, very clean, though still undeniably hot. She flashed him a toothy smile, before swiftly tucking his member away, pulling up his boxers, and redoing his trousers. Once she was done - and had wiped her mouth with the back of her hand - there wasn’t a trace that anything lecherous had occurred in the room. Robin still looked as pristine and as elegant as ever, and Sasuke looked as he had since arriving on the ship… like shit, though he felt much better, comforted by the knowledge that one of his famously massive loads was resting inside of his wife’s belly.
Robin gently grabbed his thigh and gave it a squeeze, smiling at him again, though that was all she seemed to do around her dear husband. “I managed to get the crew off of your back… for now,” she emphasized. “But my excuses about how ‘you need to rest’ aren’t going to last that much longer. You’re going to have to meet them, eventually.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “I met all of Erza’s ‘family’.”he said. “And there were dozens of them; I think I can handle meeting three of your old crew mates.”
He had to chew the inside of his cheek to keep from chuckling. His married life really was kind of odd, wasn’t it? Ten seconds ago, Robin had been dutifully gulping down cup sized shots of jizz from his massive cock - and now, they had continued with their conversation, even while his load rested in her stomach. It was a testament to how normal sex had become to them, where Sasuke could probably be fucking one wife, fingering two others, and still be talking with a fourth about how her day went.
“What are you smiling about?” Robin said, unable to stop herself from grinning.
“Nothing.” Sasuke said, though he himself was grinning as well. “I just… missed you, that’s all. I missed all of you, to be fair, but I... “ He let out a great sigh, shifting his legs slightly on the bed. “I missed this.”
Eventually, Sasuke thought, he would get unlucky - and unless he had the fortune to land in Konoha with the next trip, he was in all likelihood going to end up in a dimension without any of his wives. But… that was then, and this was now. And in the present, he just wanted to enjoy spending time with one of his wives, whether it was for five minutes or for two weeks.
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“So… you’re Robin’s wife.”
Sasuke’s first impression of Robin’s crew was decidedly poor.
"That was a joke." Zoro said, with a laugh at Sasuke's disgruntled face. "Just a joke."
First, there was Zoro. Sasuke had no problems against your ordinary swordsman… but honestly, seeing someone with more than two swords gave him uncomfortable flashbacks to his fight against Killer Bee - sure, three swords wasn’t comparable to eight, but it still left a sickly feeling in his stomach. Robin had taken the liberty of giving him a brief synopsis about each of her eccentric crew mates… but just because they were his wife’s friends didn’t mean he wasn’t wary of them, even if it was only slightly.
“That would be me.” Sasuke said, pulling himself up straighter on the sick bay’s bed.
Zoro was certainly an interesting character. Closely cropped mint green hair, cool brown eyes, and a scarred appearance that made it more than clear that he was a skilled warrior. Despite that, he seemed rather friendly - perhaps not Naruko levels of bubbly and joyful, but certainly not… well, ‘Sasuke’ levels of stoic.
“Hmm.” Zoro seemed very calm about the ordeal. A wooden practice sword casually slung over his shoulder, his other hand shoved into his pocket. “She gave us a brief rundown on what happened,” Zoro said, after a moment’s pause. “You’re from some other world with… ninjas, right?”
Sasuke pursed his lips together. “Ninjas… sounds about right.”
Zoro let out a soft chuckle. “I don’t know: when I imagine ninjas, I think of guys cloaked in all black. With the ninja stars and all that.”
He rolled his eyes. “That’s some of us.” Sasuke said. “Trust me, your version of ‘ninjas’ is much different from what our reality is. ‘Cloaked in black’? One of the strongest shinobi I know wears exclusively orange.”
“What kind of idiot wears orange?”
Sasuke smirked. “An especially stupid one.” he said, though there was no malice behind his words. A small smirk curled Sasuke’s lips. “And besides… what kind of pirate has green hair?”
Zoro’s eye twitched. “A damned good one, that’s who!” he said defensively. He grinned. “Still… a shinobi. You know your way around a sword?”
“Perceptive.” Sasuke said, flexing his fingers. “It’s been a while since I’ve fought with one… but I’d consider myself a kenjutsu expert.”
“Kenjutsu being fighting with swords, I’d expect.”
“That would be correct.” Sasuke said.
“Alright.” Zoro shrugged. “We’re gonna have to spar some time… I can show you what kind pirate can leave you battered and bruised.” He grinned.
“Don’t underestimate a shinobi.” Sasuke said.
“I won’t. But it won’t matter in the end.” Zoro rubbed the back of his neck. “Eh… you don’t seem like that bad of a guy, so I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. The others sent me in here as a sort of ‘mediator’... and, well, ‘far as I’m concerned you’ve passed the test.” He yawned. “We’re gonna have dinner soon… Robin should take you up when it’s done. Be sure to get there early, unless you want Luffy to eat your plate.”
“I’ll… keep that in mind.” Sasuke said.
“Good.” Zoro said. “See ya, then, Sasuke.” A pause. “Oh yeah… Nami, our ship’s navigator, might come and pay you a visit. She’s a bit of a feisty one…” He chuckled. “... so watch out.” Zoro walked out after that, closing the door behind him.
Sasuke exhaled.
There was a certain amount of focus that went into keeping up that ever classic ‘Uchiha stoicism’. It wasn’t a jutsu in its own right… but when it came to the amount of lingering pain he was experiencing, it was coming close. Zoro, Sasuke assumed, was the kind of person that respected strength - and letting out a groan of pain every five seconds probably wasn’t going to help his case.
He took a deep breath, pressing a hand against his chests. Sasuke sincerely hoped that Zoro didn’t want to do that spar anytime soon… because his ribs felt bruised enough as it is.
Thankfully, Sasuke did not encounter that many problems when it came to meeting Robin’s crew.
They were nice people, it seemed. A little eccentric, perhaps--but did Sasuke have any room to judge on that count? No, he really didn’t, not with a clan of eye stealers and murderous psychopaths lingering behind him. Then again, even his current life wasn’t ‘normal’. It wasn’t normal to have two dozen beautiful women as your wives--he wondered what his ancestors would think of the Uchiha clan now.
Not that he cared what they thought. It wasn’t like they had a say in the matter, and though Sasuke still loved his clan, people like Uchiha Madara could go and fuck themselves for all he cared. Sasuke would rather fuck three of his wives at once on top of their tombs rather than pay his respects to the men who had killed his first family.
He was getting off track. A pair of crutches had been scavenged from somewhere in the sick bay, and thus Sasuke was able to join the crew for dinner. Sanji--a rather tall blonde man. Sanji had actually given Sasuke a rather strong first impression… until some orange haired woman had walked into the room wearing a bikini top and jeans, and the blonde had promptly broken into hysterics while screeching “Nami-chan!” Sanji was lucky that Robin had chosen to dress conservatively for the evening (a rarity to be sure, it was fortunate they had kept her clothes on the ship) or else Sasuke would have jumped at him, crutches and injuries be damned.
Regardless of imagined fights, dinner was… nice. Very nice, in fact--though the Straw Hat Pirates couldn’t quite capture that ‘homely’ feel that Sasuke felt at home, it was still an enlightening experience.
Sasuke and Robin decided to keep their ‘relationship’ discreetly concealed. The atmosphere was so warm and bubbly, the alcohol so good, the food sublime, and neither of them wanted to ruin that. Dumping something as big as Robin and Sasuke being married was something that could definitely lead to a rather unfortunate end to the night’s festivities.
Around the third or fourth tankard of ale that was pushed in front of him, Sasuke could say that he had really… really needed a drink. By the time Robin had started making flirty eyes at him across the table, tickling his legs with her toes beneath the table, Sasuke decided to depart.
The rest of them waved him back to the sick bay, and their cheers and jeers followed him all the way back. Robin excused herself, saying that she had to make sure Sasuke was settled in. Unbeknownst to any of them… a certain orange haired, busty woman was eying Sasuke’s back suspiciously.
“That excuse won’t exactly buy us a lot of time.” Sasuke murmured. His crutches clicked against the floor as they walked, the sick bay only a few seconds away.
“They’ll be too busy with each other to notice my absence.” Robin said hastily--truth be told, she wasn’t entirely convinced of her excuse either, but she had been deprived of cock for weeks, and a simple blowjob wasn’t going to sate that need. Momma just needs her sugar sometimes, consequences be damned.
“You’re going to have to do all the work, you know.” Sasuke said, as he pulled the door to the sick bay opened and eased himself inside. Robin followed in shortly after, closing the door behind them--and forgetting to put the paper over the door window, a little too caught up in her own lust to be entirely careful.
“Ah… so just like usual then, hmm?” Robin said in a jestful manner.
Sasuke shook his head. He leaned the crutches against the desk, before he eased himself onto the bed. By the time he had undone his pants, Robin was already halfway out of her top--luscious breasts held back by… nothing.
He raised an eyebrow. “No bra?” Sasuke said, unable to take his eyes off of her jiggling breasts.
Robin smirked at him. “I knew you wouldn’t want Sanji staring at my cleavage all night.” she breathed, as she took off her pants--revealing her obvious lack of panties as well. “And…” Robin hoisted herself up onto the bed, straddling her man. “I wanted to have a little present for you when we went to bed.”
Sasuke laughed at that. He lifted up his arms as she pulled his chest over his head--exposing his bare and muscled chest to Robin’s predatory eyes. “And how did you know we were going to sleep together? For all you know, I could have been too tired.”
“You’re never too tired.” Robin said simply. “And frankly… I wouldn’t have cared even if you were.” She ground her bare hips against his flaccid member. “You know how I get, Sasuke--if push came to shove, I would have thrown you onto that table in front of the crew and rode you then and there.”
“I don’t doubt it.” Sasuke said. He groaned, using the lovely sight of Robin’s breasts--so large, topped with pink nipples and jiggling with every little movement--to get himself hard. She jumped slightly as his cock sprung up, poking against the back of her thigh.
“You might just be lucky,” Robin pointed out. “It’s only been a few weeks--but if you had landed back in the middle of your apartment… needless to say, I don’t think you would have lasted long.”
“Why is that?” Sasuke asked.
Robin let out a harsh laugh. “Ever since you settled down, most of us girls haven’t gone a week without a load before.” she said in a soft whisper, rocking her hips against his hardened length still. “But now, everyone is parched… everyone is starving. The Mizukage, Tsuchikage, and Kazekage all made ‘surprise’ visits to the village. Day and night, your apartment is covered from wall to wall by us--waiting for you to come back.”
He was going to have his work cut out for him when he got back. Fuck a wife, shoot a load into her womb, slap her on the ass and then work on the next one. That went without mentioning the repeats too--he’d have to discipline them if they cut in line, and what about girls like Erza who always needed a load in their belly to go along with the one in their cunt?
“I’ll deal with it when I get to it.” Sasuke said. “In the meantime--I have one very hot, very needy wife sitting in my lap to attend to.” He reached a hand up, pulling her head down and capturing her lips in a deep kiss. “No time to waste.” he said. Sasuke grasped the base of his member, angling it against her entrance.
“Mmm…” Robin groaned, as he slid inside of her. It was the perfect fit, despite his uniquely massive size and girth--her pussy was just so accommodating for him, so ready to stretch in order to receive her man. Her walls rippled around him. Her womb’s lips seemed to open and close, ready to inhale a jet of cum that was sure to come rocketing down her canal. Everything about her body was sensual and sexy, built to please him and him alone; in that moment, Sasuke realized just how lucky he was.
Not that he was going to be satisfied with just Robin. He hadn’t be satisfied with Erza, and the redhead was ten times the sex maniac that his pirate wife was. But as of right now, other options that would soon become available were a mystery to Sasuke.
She began to bounce, sliding up and down his stiff pole as naturally as if she drinking water from a lake. Like everything she did, there was this sort of casual elegance to it--if any woman could make riding a cock look classy, it was Nico Robin. Gently, she placed her hands on his chest, giving her that leverage that allowed her a great degree of freedom. Up and down she went, ensuring she was caressing the entire length of his cock; she would lift herself up, until just the tip of his cock was left inside of her--then she would lower herself down, rocking her hips back and forth, side to side, intent on pleasing both her and her man as much as possible.
He’d forgotten how enjoyable sleeping with a woman like Robin could be. Erza was passionate, she was unfathomably sexy, but she was… different. Lustful in a way that seemed almost joking, but it wasn’t. Erza would crawl through a marsh just to have the privilege of looking at Sasuke’s cock--that was the degree to which the both of them had come. Robin… well, it was no secret that she loved his cock, but she loved the sex for the intimacy as well as the pleasure.
The way her breasts bounced, swinging from side to side, looking so plump and almost gravity defying in the way they stood on her chest. Her sweaty skin gleamed in the light of the sickbay--her raven hair glistened in a way that made her seem heavenly. He glanced down to the place where they were joined, and that was a wondrous sight as well. Her pristine pussy, rising up and down, stretching and gaping around his massive cock and yet still looking so damned perfect. This woman was built for sex. She was built to be loved, to be fucked, to be claimed by a strong male; and Sasuke knew that he had been born to be that alpha.
She dipped her head down, and Sasuke rewarded her with a deep kiss. The idea of Sasuke showing enough affection in public to give one of his wives a kiss was frankly laughable--but he always made it up by the things he did to them in private. Occasionally in public too, but frankly, at those points he didn’t really care. He was respectful enough to not flaunt his obscene number of wives in public--though most of them had no such qualms--but when he was balls deep inside of one, he was going to kiss her whether they had an audience or not.
“I’ve missed this so much,” Robin groaned, as she continued to lift herself up and down his magnificent pole. She moaned as his hands found their way to her breasts--Sasuke squeezed them, played with them, pinching her nipples with his fingers and twisting them slightly. “I never considered myself a person with a particularly needy libido,” she breathed. “But… a dry spell from you feels like a piece of my soul is missing. You have no idea.”
“I have an inkling of what you mean.” Sasuke said. Like it or not, his wives did form a part of his soul--each and everyone one of them, from Tsunami to Anko, they all made up a part of him. Knowing that they were all pining for him… well, it wasn’t easy on him. That was part of the reason he’d fallen back onto his old habits--claiming and fucking women at random. In Erza’s world, it had been Cana, Lucy, Juvia to an extent, Mirajane. Here? Sasuke didn’t know if he could hold himself back, not with his wedding ring mocking him on his finger, and Robin inadvertently reminding him of his many wives left stranded at home.
He captured her lips again, in an attempt to stop her from saying anything else. For now, he just wanted to enjoy this--the intimacy, the feeling of her body pressed against his, the warm and wet sensation of her snatch. Robin returned the kiss, bending down, pressing her chest against his as she continued to ride him.
Both of them were so lost in pleasure, that they did not hear the wood creak outside of the sickbay.
Big, brown eyes stared through the window. The lights were on in the sick bay--and from her position, Nami was able to see the entire thing. Robin riding Sasuke like a demon possessed, their heated kisses, the way they seemed to mold against each other, as if attempting to become one.
Robin looked up for a moment, and caught Nami’s eye.
And grinned.
Robin decided to keep Sasuke in the dark--leaning forward and smothering him in her bust so that he could not see anything. One of her special powers in her world was the ability to replicate her own body parts.
Nami watched as two arms casually sprouted from Robin… reaching over to the desk just beside the bed she and Sasuke were making love on. They found a pen and a piece of paper rather quick, and the arms quickly scribbled a note. More arms sprouted, and they worked together--carrying the note to the door, until slapping it against the glass so that Nami could read it.
‘Don’t interrupt,’ the note read. ‘I need this.’
Robin shot Nami a wink, perhaps a playful, one a boastful one. Robin’s body was draped over Sasuke’s preventing the orange haired woman from seeing much of him--not even his cock, which was still firmly shoved into Robin’s snatch.
The raven haired woman turned her attention back to Sasuke. Moaning now, still riding her man without a care in the world--this was what two weeks without sex had driven her to. She had managed to abstain until dinner, but now… now, even though she knew they had a spectator, Robin could hardly care less. It was just her and Sasuke, and that was all she cared about in that moment.
Not the fact that her crew mate, and the woman that she considered a sister was watching her--the frigid, distant Robin give into her lust. Not the fact that she, Robin, had never even looked twice at a man before… and yet here she was, pawing over Sasuke like she was the luckiest man in the world, clearly the one enjoying the sex the most.
Nami stared at them.
She didn’t get aroused.
Instead, she got pissed.
‘He isn’t her traveling companion.’ Nami realized. ‘That Sasuke must be tricking her… or blackmailing her! Robin would never be so wanton around a man--clearly, she must be putting up a show or something of that sort.’
She ignored that strange feeling prickling in the pit of her stomach.
Nami’s mind was racing. ‘The others like him, though. And I can’t exactly drag them down here and show them what I’ve seen…’ She wasn’t going to infringe on her pseudo-sister’s privacy that much. Just enough to uncover the truth behind this mysterious ‘Sasuke’ and to free her crewmate from his influence.
She wouldn’t be able to do this the normal way.
Robin had taken the liberty of regaling them with tales of Sasuke’s strength--and when he recovered, there was no hope that Nami on her own would be able to take him. And until he recovered, Robin--brainwashed, in Nami’s mind at least, to his defense--would come to his aid.
She had to figure out some way to get him to lower his guard… and enable her to get the upper hand.
Nami felt a grin curl her lips. Casually, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking at herself in the mirror.
Because if there was one thing Nami had to work with--it was her looks.
“For Robin… I’ll do it.” she murmured to herself. She could still hear them through the sickbay door, Robin’s hoarse moaning and Sasuke’s low grunts. “I’d do it a thousand times if it means freeing her.”
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