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Well, I might be agreeable to trying again...

[It is frustratingly hot, yes. She's pretty fun, for a Straw Hat.]

What's up?

I mean... [ Ugh. Fine. FINE. She started this, she can finish it. ] You don't have to want to fuck me to use my place. You can just use my place because it's not the basement, we don't have to make a deal.

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[WHY DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE IT WEIRD, MISSY.]

Oh.

[...]

Why don't I come over with a couple bottles of rum and we can celebrate?

[Celebrating, feasting... that's what pirates do, right?]

Get a grip, weirdo. I'm only into treating you like a whore when we're both naked.

[ Ugh. Morons. ]

Why don't you?

Well, as long as you do it sometimes. I might like the treatment.

[But he is... touched. And suspicious. But that's a natural suspicion for Buggy and it hardly means he won't be drinking with her regardless.]

I'm free right now, if you are.

You're going to like it even better when we're upstairs.

[ He can be suspicious all he wants, but do they have to talk about it? ]

Get to Red Cardinal in five minutes?

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Yeah, I'm on my way.

[And you can bet he will be there -- he isn't that far from Red Cardinal anyway.

And he's a curious clown, sue him. He wants to see this suite.]

[ Despite the laws of time and space suggesting otherwise, the trip via passage from Nami's new queenly digs, to Red Cardinal is short enough that she's already waiting, leaned up against the far side of the bar when Buggy arrives. ]

You're not getting any of that makeup on my new sheets.

[ It's a greeting, sort of. Friendly enough when it's coupled with the hand she settles on his arm, already steering him from the bar towards the storage room in the back. ]

Just for you, I'll wash my face first.

[Isn't he generous? She should definitely praise him for it. Although the hand on his arm, steering him towards-- a room? in the back has him pausing curiously.]

Where are we going?

Aren't you supposed to be a great performer or something?

[ Nami counters, somehow managing to sound exasperated despite the fact that she's leading him into the bar's storage room and towards an abandoned booth in the corner. ]

The suspense is part of it, right?

[ Lifting the top of the table to reveal a dark, narrow staircase leading down, Nami tilts her head towards it, grinning ever so slightly. ]

Come on, idiot.

[ It's a short trip down, and then another one back up again, before she's pushing open another trap door, this one leading onto a walkway surrounded by a lilypond. ]

I'm a fantastic, flashy performer.

[But he doesn't understand what's great about a back room. AT least not until they're in a-- path?

His eyes are drawn to the water, to everything around them. His eyes widen up at the sight of it all.]

What-- [He doesn't even seem to hear the idiot comment while he's marveling at all of this.]

Wait, is this yours?

Now you're catching on.

[ Nami looks smug as she leads him down the walkway and through the main entrance into the sprawling suite beyond, the beach and "ocean" the place came with visible beyond massive windows situated on the far side of the main entrance. ]

Not bad, huh?

Yeah--

[It's probably no surprise that the first thing Buggy walks to? Is the window to see the "ocean". He can't even be an ass for a moment -- too taken with the view. Don't worry though -- he'll remember himself in a minute or two.]

This place really goes all out when it likes you, huh?

This place doesn't like anybody. [ It's just trying to suck them all dry, she thinks, but doesn't add.

Instead, Nami comes up behind him, reaching past where Buggy stands to push open one of the doors leading onto the beach. ]

It's fake. [ Which is how she knows she's right about the being liked by this place thing. ] But it's better than my old room.

Oh, it likes something. [From them, but who knows what, right? Luffy's shared bizarre theories and he's got some of his own, but...

Right now? He's happy to focus on the beach. It feels real enough, at least.]

I'll say. Man, they know how to upgrade around here, huh?

[ He's right, but she rolls her eyes anyway, the long spent exasperation at their situation momentarily rising enough to make her scowl. ]

You wanna see inside too, or is this enough for you?

[ Truthfully, the fake outdoor portion of her new digs would have been enough for Nami too, but– ]

You can see the water from my bed too, if you make it that far.

[He looks away from the water and offers up a grin.]

Oh, I definitely want the full tour. And is that an invitation?

[Because he can certainly make an effort to make it to her bed.]

It is if you make it one.

[ She smirks, head tilting to the side slowly, playing at throwing down a gauntlet she's all but certain he'll take her up on, before gently pushing at his arm and showing him inside. ]

I should be more pissed off that this place figured me out, but after the months of bullshit, I'm happy they knew what to stock the bar with.

[ And still majorly creeped out about how much the house seems to know, but she's not going to think about that right now. ]

This place is amazing...

[He has to admit it, begrudgingly. It's lavish and full of surprises he's not expecting. Befitting the lass, honestly.

It is majorly creepy though, how they manage to pull it off.]

Now if only they gave us a boat to sail away...

Good thing you know how to skip the elevator.

[ It only works when she's there with her watch making it work, the secret passage can get him up here any time he likes. Handy, and better than his floor by leagues, she knows. ]

Don't I wish. [ The thought of a boat and a way to escape is enough to make her heart leap, actually, not that she shows it in the tired way she shakes her head at him. ]

You're gonna have to settle for the bar, the pool, and whatever I end up doing to you.

[There's a sly smile at that. They'd all rather be on the seas again, back home, but--

He supposes this isn't bad. The company makes it bearable at the moment at least.

There's a short chuckle as he moves to slide his arm to her waist.]

Yeah? And what excitement do you have planned for me tonight, Nami?

What? [ He doesn't have cat ears anymore, but Nami still reaches up to gently pull at the ends of his hair, smirking at him as she scoffs incredulously. ] You don't trust me enough to be surprised?

[ Dropping the facade of dubiousness as she leans in, Nami tugs his earlobe gently with her teeth, whispering against his skin when she speaks again. ] Maybe I'm just trying to figure out where to fuck you first. Ever think of that?

[There's a huff when she pulls his hair, making a face.] Hey! I never said--

[The nip has him pausing though, finally a twitch of a smile coming to his lips.]

Well, I think that should be your choice...

[ Smirking back at him, she raises her eyebrows slowly, head tilting as she does her best impression of someone thinking heavily about something. ]

Come on, I've got a balcony you could be bending me over.

[ Nami grabs Buggy's hand, turning to head through the room they're already in, into a more sparsely furnished one that features wall-to-wall maps of their world, and others too. Pressing her watch to the corner of one especially large frame, it slides to the side, revealing a secondary, more private suite of rooms, and a sprawling view of the ocean from an exposed sitting room. ]

I bet you're gonna find reasons to fuck me more often, now you see my cool room.

Wait, you've got a balcony?

[What the hell-- she's got everything. He might squat in here and never leave until she physically chases him out...

His eyes widen a bit at the sight of the ocean, grinning a little bit.]

I already would fuck you wherever and however often you wanted, but-- you might not get me out of here any time soon.

[He flashes a teasing look.]

Sure I can make it worth your while though.

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