Robin sighed to herself as Nami once again brushed past her without saying a word, striding off the Thousand Sunny and into the town. Ever since she had gotten her revenge on Nami for all the sexual escapades Robin had been dragged into, the navigator had been giving her a subtle cold shoulder.
Nothing that would endanger the crew or the ship; Nami wasn’t that short-sighted or petty. But if she could get away with it, she rarely spoke to Robin anymore, and Robin found that she missed their talks and easy camaraderie.
‘Perhaps I went too far,‘ she mused to herself as she discreetly followed Nami into town. Nami was an observant person, a consequence of several years stealing gold, money, and treasure from anyone she could, coupled with her formidable intelligence.
But Robin had spent twenty years running and hiding from the entire world. She was intimately familiar with how to avoid being seen, which meant she was also very good at not being seen. With judicious use of her Devil Fruit powers, she followed Nami, who eventually stopped at a cafe, one that specialized in desserts of all kinds.
Her curiosity peaked, Robin quietly entered after Nami, finding her friend in the changing room, getting dressed in a sexy service uniform. Nami’s head shot up when the door opened, and while she wasn’t glaring at Robin, her expression wasn’t that friendly either.
“Robin,” Nami greeted her coolly. A trace of spite and bitterness appeared in her expression when she spoke next. “I haven’t made any money yet, so you can’t cheat me out of it.”
Leaning against the door, Robin regarded Nami steadily for a moment; when she spoke, she made sure to keep her voice calm and non-confrontational. “Nami, Luffy regularly costs you much more money than what I tricked from you. Yet you never seem to hold a grudge against him for it; why is this situation different?”
Nami’s expression twisted briefly into something ugly, and Robin feared that she was about to unleash her temper. Instead, Nami took a breath and visibly calmed down. “Luffy is an idiot,” she said, the harsh word contrasting with fondness in her voice. “So when he wastes my-our money on something, I get mad, but I know that he just wasn’t thinking things through.”
Now she pinned Robin with a mild glare. “But you…Robin, I know how smart you are. I know you planned out everything, down to the last detail. That made it personal…and it hurt my feelings.”
Those last words came out in a much softer tone, and Robin winced as Nami hugged herself, partially turning away from Robin. The archaeologist hesitated for a moment before stepping closer and pulling Nami into a hug.
“I didn’t think of it that way,” she admitted, feeling shame burning in her stomach. “I got too caught up in getting payback on you…I’m sorry, Nami.”
Nami was stiff in her arms at first, but gradually relaxed, even hugging Robin back. “…I’m sorry too,” the orangette murmured. “But I can’t promise I won’t ever ask for your help with my schemes again.”
“That’s okay, we’re still friends and crewmates. So…forgive me?”
“Yeah, as long as you forgive me too,” Nami told her, breaking the hug with a small smile on her face, discreetly wiping her eyes. “And I’ll try to be more upfront with my plans, though some of those times you got fucked were completely accidental, I swear.”
“I believe you,” Robin said with a smile of her own, her heart feeling lighter now that she and Nami had worked things out. “Speaking of schemes, what are you doing in this cafe, and in this outfit?”
Nami blushed a little. “Well…since we’re going to be on this island for a while until the Log Pose resets, I wanted to try and earn a little money while we waited. This cafe was on sale for a very good price, so I bought it and I plan to work here every so often until I can hire some more people or sell it for a nice profit.”
Robin nodded thoughtfully, her smile widening. “I see. Since we’ve made up with each other, I have a proposal for you, to show that I’m truly over what happened.”
Nami tilted her head to one side. “I’m listening…”
(A Few Hours Later…)
The small crowd in the cafe waited more or less patiently, a low murmur of conversation filling the room. Today was the grand opening under the new management, and they were curious as to what was planned.
Suddenly the doors to the employees only section swung open; an instant later, everyone’s jaws hit the ground as blood started leaking from multiple noses.
“Hi everyone! I’m Nami, the new owner!” the orangette greeted them cheerfully, her huge breasts only just contained in the shirt she was wearing. Her red tie rested between her tits, drawing even more attention to them.
“And I’m Robin,” the older, even more well endowed beauty said with a small smile. Her massive boobs were squeezed into an apron, and it appeared that was all she was wearing besides the collar and bow tie around her neck and the sunglasses on her head.
“We’re very pleased that you could all be here,” Nami continued; seemingly without realizing it, she unbuttoned her shirt, and several people fainted with huge grins on their faces, noses gushing blood. “Ah, that’s better. Robin, would you like to do the same?”
Chuckling, Robin gave the slightest tug on her apron, and multiple cocks hardened and pussies became wetter when her tits were shown in all their glory, bouncing slightly with each breath she took. “Mmm, that does feel nice.”
“And that’s what we want for you, our customers,” Nami replied seamlessly, turning her attention back to the crowd, still staring at them both. “To have a good time and enjoy what we have to offer, like…”
From behind her back, Nami pulled out some blue cotton candy; with her other hand, she made an okay sign. “A friend of ours made some suggestions for our cotton candy recipe, and it turned out great! Robin, would you like a taste?”
“Don’t mind if I do,” Robin purred, turning to face Nami. Most of the crowd had to clap their hands over their noses to keep from passing out from blood loss as Robin leaned in closer, her and Nami’s bosoms pressing together. She took a slow bite of the cotton candy, her eyes never leaving Nami’s.
The orangette’s blush deepened under the attention, especially when Robin moaned, softly but erotically, as she ate the cotton candy. “Mmmm…delicious. Would you like a taste, Nami?”
“Sure-MMMPPPHHH?!” Nami let out a very loud squeak when Robin lunged forward and kissed her, clearly using a lot of tongue on the younger woman. A hand snaked forward to hold Nami in place as her face darkened to almost purple.
Everyone in the crowd had their eyes bulging from their sockets as they gaped at the kissing ladies. Robin pulled back from the kiss slowly, a trail of saliva briefly linking her and Nami’s mouths. Licking her lips, Robin chuckled at Nami’s dumbfounded expression. “And that was even…tastier.” Her eyes swept over the crowd with the last word, her eyes intent on each of them. “So…who wants to be next?~”
Robin blinked as everyone left standing fainted. “Hmm…perhaps I went too far?”
“ROBIN!” Nami shrieked, still blushing furiously. “YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU WERE GOING TO DO…THAT! AND EVERYONE IS PASSED OUT!”
“I thought it would be a nice surprise,” Robin replied innocently, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “And while everyone here might have fainted, they certainly won’t forget what they saw. Word will spread rapidly, and you’ll soon be making quite the profit.”
Calming down, Nami considered that; slowly, she started to grin and her eyes shone. Robin could swear they actually turned into beri symbols. “I forgive you!~” the navigator chirped, before giving Robin a serious look. “Are you planning on doing something like that again?”
Robin smiled mysteriously and sashayed past Nami, intentionally brushing their bodies and boobs together. “Perhaps…especially if you ask for it,” she teased, heading back to the changing rooms.
Blush returning, Nami stared after her, wondering what would happen now.
‘But at least now Robin is helping me make money; I can handle with her teasing…I think…‘
(Story by User: S22132)