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Overconfidence Isn't All Bad: One Piece (JamiexEshbaal)

Jamie_the_Brown

Jamie_the_Brown

Supernova
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Mar 9, 2009
Following their most recent adventures in the waters of the Grand Line, they had stopped at a relatively small island. The group had dispersed; Sanji to get food, Zoro to get something to drink, and so on. However, Nami and Robin had left the ship with the plan to go shopping.

On the cobbled streets of the small city they'd landed at, a small crowd moved along slowly, with Nami and Robin slowly maneuvering through it, passing by a large board on which their own faces looked out; a board of wanted posters. The attractive, busty young redhead at 16 million, and her dark-haired friend at a whopping 80 million beri. The two in question ducked into a clothing store. "I don't see why you insist on shopping in these thrift stores, Nami," Robin said, a rare smile on her face as she ran her fingers along the seam of a coat.

"Considering the guys? Someone has to have some sense to try and conserve money," Nami said with a small laugh. She pulled a well-made, revealing top from a rack of clothes, holding it against her curves.
 
Dangan watched as the two entered the little store and followed as discretely as he could. Did they really think they could hide in plain sight from him? They had practically been standing right in front of the posters - they might as well have been posing for new ones. Cat Thief Nami and Nico Robin the Demon... worth a total of 96 beri. It was a chance he couldn't let go.

Sliding some of his blonde dreadlocks out of his sight, he walked inside casually and loosely examined the fabric of a white, long-sleeved shirt not at all unlike his own. But really, he was keeping an eye out on the two beautiful, dangerous women. He had heard of their attack on Enies Lobby... they were not someone to take lightly, but he was sure he could handle them. He would simply have to be quick and take them out before they could realize what hit them.

He was waiting... waiting for them to pick what they wanted and go back outside, which is when he would casually follow. He'd get them, for sure. He needed the money.. and besides, they were hardcore criminals. He would be doing the world a favor getting them locked up.
 
As Nami and Robin perused the shelves, and found a few pieces of clothing they both liked, they spoke to one another, mostly small talk, before they disappeared into dressing rooms. And when they returned, clothes over their arms, they shared a small, cunning smile. One thing didn't really work out well for their follower; the two of them were both absurdly intelligent. And they were perceptive. They made their purchases, and walked out into the street, past their bounties, and down into an alleyway that led toward the docks. But they had other ideas..
 
It did indeed take hours. Apparently, even pirates lived up to the gender stereotypes. He had to tell the store clerk that he was fine about five times before the idiot got the idea. But finally, he saw them exit the dressing rooms, paying for their stuff and exiting the place. Following quite a few traces behind, he smiled when he saw them go into an alleyway. This would be a piece of cake, he thought to himself, as he silently unclasped the Kukri blade attached to his left hip, holding it tight in his hand.

The plan was simple, and it would go smoothly. He'd take out the Cat Thief, seeing as she was unarmed and, as far as he was informed, without Devil powers. It'd be a classic hostage thing - make Nico Robin give up fighting back and then knock them both unconscious and call the marines. With all the trouble the group had gone through to get Robin back, it was fair to assume that they'd do the same for everyone.

So he set his plan in motion. Leaping pretty much silently from his spot in the alley, he reached out his arm, hoping to wrap it around Nami's shoulders and put the kukri to her throat, pull her to the wall and knock her out against it in a flash.
 
They seemed, for all the world, to be entirely oblivious as they walked through the alley, talking about their most recent adventures together with one another. They really were like sisters to one another. As Dangan followed them into the alleyway, the two young women did not even halt or slow down, instead continuing at their same, leisurely pace. As the kukiri was drawn, and Dangan made his approach, Robin glanced out of the corner of her eye. She tossed her clothing toward Nami just as the bounty hunter leapt forward. "Dos Fleur," Robin murmured. Her arms flowered from Nami's back just as she caught the airborne clothing, the hands catching him on the chest, shoving him away. With a further murmured command, arms sprouted from the ground. They caught Dangan under his chin, throwing him toward one of the walls that surrounded the alleyway. They disappeared a moment later.

Further arms sprouted from the wall, two on either side of his arms, torso, neck, and legs, connecting with hands to tie him to the wall.
 
Their counter attack came out of nowhere - he had been distracted just for a second by the way that Robin threw her clothes to Nami, and that one second had cost him dearly. It all happened so fast it felt like an instant. All he saw was Robin's cold glance towards him, and a hand pushing him hard in the chest, knocking out all wind as he flew backwards. He managed to land on his feet and stood up to get ready for a more direct attack, but soon slender digits held his chin hard and rammed him against the wall with full strength, making him groan in pain... only to soon find himself completely restrained by surprisingly strong female arms holding practically every part of his body - even his neck, causing him to breathe in small heaves, his body practically stretched. He heard his kukiri fall to teh ground with a clang and watched the two. "How did you...?"
 
Nami's laughter and the cruel, derisive smile on Robin's face accompanied his words. "Come on. You really think we can't handle a small fry like you? We're not stupid, you know," Nami said, rolling her eyes as she approached Dangan, setting the clothes down on a small shipping crate, long ago discarded in the alleyway. She rifled through his pockets, finding little more than lint. "What are you, broke? Great, so I don't even get paid for dealing with you?" she muttered with a frown. "Just a waste of time," Nami concluded, as Robin collected the kukiri from the ground. She pushed the point to her finger, idly spinning the blade with her fingers. "We could always kill him," Robin suggested.

Robin approached, idly drawing the tip of the knife along his chest, but Nami frowned. "No sense in killing him. Though.. he's not bad looking," Nami said speculatively, approaching Dangan. She grabbed him by his chin, turning his head both ways, looking him over.
 
"Small fry?" he asked with an angry tone, but ended up croaking it out thanks to the arms holding his throat and not letting all of his words get out quite clearly. He watched as Nami went through his pockets to find absolutely nothing. Apparently she WAS stupid - there was a reason he was hunting people like them in the first place. This was when it would have been great to be a marine... he could really use a sea stone, particularly when he felt the tip of his own kukri sliding over his chest, tearing a little slit in his shirt. He didn'ts ay anything or flinch - if he was going to be killed, he'd at least go down like a man.

But instead, he found himself being inspected by the orange-haired girl, almost as if he was cattle. He pulled his head free of her grip, or at least tried in his restraints. "What are you doing? Just finish me off if you're going to. You've clearly won."
 
"Yeah, small fry. Even Usopp could beat you up," Nami said with a cheeky little grin. It probably wouldn't be too far off from the truth; every member of their crew was ridiculously powerful in their own right, anyway. When Dangan tried to jerk his head away, Nami's hand left his chin, before Robin slapped him across the mouth. "Seems like we've a real man here," Nami said with a soft laugh. "Well, let's see about that," she said, taking the knife as she leaned down. Robin's arms no longer clasped him around his waist, instead undoing his belt, tugging his pants down a bit. Nami soon came face to face with his underwear. One finger hooked over the edge, tugging it down a few inches. "Our friend here is packing," Nami said, glancing into his underwear with a small laugh, letting the elastic snap back against his hips. She glanced back up to Robin with a mischievous smile on her face.
 
He arched an eyebrow at this, not recognizing the name of this Usopp she mentioned. Their crew consisted of the two of them, the Strawhat of course, Black Leg Sanji, Pirate Hunter Zoro, their strange pet, Cyborg Frankie and Sogeking... probably some low-brow pirate they had defeated at some point. But his line of thought was broken when he suddenly felt the dark woman's hand slap him, causing him to hiss a bit from behind his teeth as Nami laughed at him. When the arms left his chest and began undoing his pants, he started writhing in the restraints. "Hey, what the hell are you doing? Stop that!" he shouted, and soon found himself letting out a little groan when the underwear snapped back, hidding his now slowly erecting member. "What the hell are you up to?"
 
Nami's smile only grew when she glanced back around to see a growing Dangan before her. "Aw, is he getting off on you slapping him, Robin? Give him another, just to make sure."

Robin actually grinned at that, giving him another slap across the mouth, this time from the other direction. Nami, meanwhile, delicately tugged his underwear down, over his hips, to join his pants, leaving him bare to both of the pretty young pirates' eyes. Nami brought her slender hand beneath his crotch, delicately cupping his balls, giving him a light squeeze. "So, what's your name, Small Fry?" she asked conversationally. She gave him a small, nearly threatening squeeze of his balls a moment later.
 
There was a pained sound from him when Robin's hand struck him once more, pretty much tossing his head sideways while Nami continued to tug down his underwear. Had he not been pressed against the wall, that slap would probably have sent him flying. But instead, he found his testicles cupped slightly by Nami's delicate fingers, twitching when she squeezed them. There was no other choice than to simply humor the insane girl, twitching once again at her second squeeze. "It's Dangan," he simply said, and tried to resist the temptation to say something snappy or writhe out of there.
 
Robin's myriad of arms attached to the wall squeezed Dangan a bit more tightly against the stone. The hands at his waist turned their palms to Nami, which she spat on, before the now lubricated hands wrapped around the recently identified Dangan's cock, beginning to gently stroke. "I think he's getting excited a bit, don'tcha think?" Nami asked with a light laugh.
 
There was a groan and a wheeze when all arms held him closer to the wall, now making it practically impossible for him to move even the slightest. HE could not move his head to look down and see what was going on, but what he could feel was a pair of delicate, smooth hands beginning to stroke away at his exposed member, getting it completely and utterly rock hard within few seconds. He gasped loudly in Robin's grip, finding it so bizarre that she actually stood a few feet away and just observed, and shivering as he was already brought insanely close to orgasm by the skilled hands.
 
The palm of one hand began to press to the very head of his cock, gyrating on it, before it slid along the head and a few inches beyond that, whilst her other hand pumped on the root of his cock without mercy. Nami gently grasped his balls, before shaking her head up at her companion; the hands began to slow a bit, denying him the orgasm that Robin had been mercilessly driving him toward. "Tell me, Dangan, you want to get off?" Robin asked, her voice syrupy sweet, hands coming to a complete halt, seconds before an orgasm was sure to rock his body.
 
It was insane - feeling one hand tease his sensitive head so much, building him up to that orgasm in what felt like seconds, all while Nami held that firm grasp of his balls in case he tried anything at all. But suddenly, he felt the hands slow, and his breathing got heavy as he shivered in the arms grip, his hips bucking weakly. When Robin spoke, so deceptively sweetly, he wanted to tell her to piss off. His pride wanted that. But there were parts of a man that was powerful enough to come before pride, and with the way he was panting, his answer was clear. "Y-yes... god yes...."
 
Robin laughed, a low, sultry sound, and she approached with a small sashay to her hips. This was quite a lot of fun for the normally taciturn woman. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," she said, oh so sweetly; she wanted to hear him beg, pray to be released from the denial of an orgasm. Her hands left his cock, leaving him raging hard and without release. Nami, meanwhile, stripped the shirt off of her body; a thin, blue garment that only covered her large breasts. She knelt down, next to Robin, wrapping her huge tits around his cock. She gave his lubricated shaft a stroke with her soft flesh, hinting at things to come. Or, in this case, cum.
 
He was panting so heavily as the tall woman walked over to him with that coy smile on her lips, and that sweet voice asking once more. There was little pride left, and he opened his mouth to say it again. "I want to... Nnnngh!" He didn't get far as he felt his member getting stuck between Nami's large, tender, warm mounds, teasing him so vigorously that he was squirming in the arm's steel grip. He couldn't take it. "I want to release so badly," he panted. "Please, please let me cum, buth of you. Please!"
 
Nami offered Dangan a mischievous, kittenish smile as Robin's turned into something far more sinister. "Well, if you insist," she murmured softly, before she nodded down to Nami. Taking hold of both of her tits, she began to jack Dangan off once more, her small, pink tongue gently brushing across the head of his cock every time her breasts reached the bottom of his cock. Meanwhile, her arms tightened a bit more around his neck. She knew quite a few men who liked to be strangled whenever they came.. it tended to drive the body to higher levels with the adrenalin and headiness such a thing caused.
 
He panted as Robin smiled, as if wondering what she was trying to say, before suddenly letting out a load moan when Nami took over and worked her magic. He had never imagined that such a feeling could even exist. It was insane, the way her tongue teased his head every single time it peeked out between her massive breasts, and soon he could feel himself lose his air supply, his chest heaving wildly as he hung there. He was so close to orgasm, clearly visible by the way he was shivering.
 
With every jerk on his cock by her large breasts, his pre-cum and the spit was whipped into a froth. Nami's lips wrapped around the head of his cock, suckling as her tongue circled the head of his cock, whilst she mercilessly jacked him off with her tits. She pulled back after a few moments, not willing to allow the lad to cum in her mouth, simply jacking him off now.
 
He felt her full, fantastically soft lips wrap around the head of his member, and that was it for him. There was no way back. Twitching wildly in the restraints, almost feeling sure he would die of strangulation, he let out a loud gasp as his orgasm erupted from his tip directly into Nami's mouth like a white volcano, leaving him a shivering, heavily panting wreck on the wall.
 
Nami pulled away quickly when the hot, gooey cum spurted into her mouth, ducking beneath as the hot seed fell in thick globs on the cobbled alleyway. Dangan was allowed to fall from the wall, and Robin gently kicked him onto his back, before he was again tied to the ground by her arms. "So, how does our friend taste?" Robin teased. Nami, not a fan of swallowing, had already spat the cum out onto the ground, wiping her lips with the back of her arm. "Not too bad. Not what I'd call a delicacy, though," Nami said, glancing down at the spent, panting Dangan. She wiped the cum from her tits.
 
He could hardly stop panting, even when he was dropped from the wall, listening to the women's banter, sounding almost as if they were discussing what they'd read in the paper today. He was hardly surprised to feel more of those arms ride from the ground after feeling Robin's boot on his chest, but he still attempted to sit back up with just as little luck as before. Finally, he groaned and let out a few words. "Alright, you've proven your point," he gasped and struggled with the arms. "You're done with me. Now... let me go."
 
The two women eyed Dangan derisively as Nami tugged her shirt back on over her head, followed by pulling the clothing that they'd discarded over her arm. "Sure. Robin, can you hold him until we're out of range?" Nami asked, rubbing the corner of her lips off, where a glob of cum remained. "Sure," Robin said, collecting Dangan's pants, before the two women walked away, laughing, leaving the panting, half naked Dangan behind.

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Meanwhile, Ekateirna Eisen made her way along one of the alleyways of the small city, idly tossing a ball of ice between her hands. She had only recently escaped the confines of Marine headquarters, earning her a good 150,000,000 beri bounty, nearly twice as high as the infamous Nico Robin. Laying low had not been so hard, though her distinctive appearance rather stood out; white hair, spiked up and frosted. Blue cloth that barely covered large, white breasts, and black pants and gloves of a shiny, insulating material, and a mask that kept her frozen breath from escaping into the air. She had eaten a manufactured version of Aokiji's Devil Fruit, giving her ice abilities that she could barely control. She was always on the verge of turning into her element. She turned onto another alleyway, nearly tripping over a man on the ground.. who lacked pants. She looked down at him with quizzical eyes; her face was instantly recognizable as Icy Ekateirna, feared pirate.
 
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