Disclaimer: One Piece (and its characters) belongs to Eiichiro Oda-sensei.

Reminder: I have no beta-reader. Any grammatical and spelling errors are solely mine.

Warning: OOC possible. One shot.

Rating: T. NSFW. (Nothing explicit, but adult talks.)

Note: I pretty much wonder what topics these two have when they are drinking together. Then I heard the question and got an idea. So here it is. Plus, #6 prompt ("Your face is heating up, is it something I said?") from the prompt collection.

Summary: "Wow! How strong is this bourbon anyway?"

LITTLE BITS AND PIECES OF HEAVEN

21 : On or Off?

"Ok… so lights on or lights off?"

Nami smiled mischievously before downing the glass of two fingers worth of bourbon that was sitting on the counter in front of her. The golden brown liquid slid down her throat smoothly, leaving a burning yet delicious sensation. She set the glass down happily while savoring the spreading warmth on her cheeks.

The man beside her smirked, shaking his head at her question. Zoro then mirrored her action, knocking back his own drink in one gulp.

She waited a beat as he placed his glass back on the counter and reached out for the bottle they were sharing. He poured another round in his glass and surprisingly in hers as well.

She observed him for a moment, before nudging his leg with her own when he did not answer her question.

"So?" Nami prodded playfully.

Zoro raised an eyebrow at her. He seemed to be thinking for a moment. With a shrug he finally replied, "Off."

The navigator straightened up at that. "Really?" She shot him with a downright curious stare. "Why?"

The swordsman paused for a moment. "No need to bother with the details if it's just one time thing." He explained casually. "It's not like you're gonna see them again."

Nami's lips formed an exaggerated 'o' at his response. She knows how straightforward Zoro is. But damn! Even in bed he is all business?

Though to be honest, he kinda got a point somehow...

"So it's wham bam thank you maam for you?" She inquired not bothering to fight the puckish grin that wanted to appear on her lips.

Zoro laughed loudly at that before emulating her grin. "That's all I need. Nothing more."

"Gosh Zoro that's just cold!"

He laughed again as her reaction entertained him.

"Leaving women behind just like that." Nami shook her head, feigning disappointment as her long, orange locks bounced around her from the movement. "You really are a brute."

"No use prolonging the interaction Nami," Zoro chuckled as he ran a hand through his hair. "It's not like I'm there to make love or something."

"Sanji-kun will have a fit when he hears you."

"So?"

Nami chortled at his typical annoyed retort whenever their resident cook was brought up.

"I'm pretty sure you'd do the same… before robbing them blind of course." He taunted.

"Excuse me! I'd never do it with the people I rob!" She frowned at him before reaching for her drink… her warm, brown eyes never leaving his. "If I rob them I just rob them," she continued before tossing down her drink and sliding her glass towards him so he can fill it up again.

He quirked an eyebrow at her non-verbal demand.

She just answered him with a sassy smile. "Unless," she whispered lowly. "They are hot stuff of course. Then… I might reconsider."

Zoro studied her for a few seconds, before emptying his own drink and proceeding to refill their glasses. "Why are we even talking about this?" He asked, genuinely intrigued.

"Hmmm… I don't know. But it seems to me you don't mind having this conversation at all."

He shrugged. They usually talk about a lot of random stuff when they are drinking—no holds barred. But they seldom venture towards... sex.

Though he wasn't really surprised when Nami suddenly asked that question. She usually does it once in a while (this does not even compare to her other more outrageous and scandalous ones), hoping to get some dirt on him that she can use for leverage.

"So how about you?"

He threw back the query at her, almost scoffing at the way her eyebrows disappeared behind her orange bangs as she looked startled. Apparently she did not expect him to return the honor.

"Me?"

"Yeah."

Nami reached out for her drink with smile. "On of course. Since I'm kind of a sucker for visual stimulation." She winked at him. "My eyes need to be pleased for me to be pleased as well. I have to see and admire the face and the body if I'm going to sleep with it."

Zoro brought his own glass up if he was about to take a drink again but stopped, pondering about something. "Works for me if I like the girl." He muttered indifferently, before swallowing the potent liquid down like it was nothing but water.

"Whoa! What?!" She had just grabbed her glass and yet she almost slammed it back down on the counter.

"You know what I mean."

The orange-haired girl pursed her lips, thinking. Well she did somehow understand what he was implying. She nodded slowly. "You mean, like emotionally attached?" She emphasized the word.

When he didn't bother to confirm her assumption, she snorted. "Like you'll ever be!"

"Oi. Aren't you quick to judge onna?" He retorted, a bit insulted.

"Wait, wait! You mean you are capable of actually fancying someone?!" Nami gasped, slapping a hand down on his thigh in excitement. "You actually have a crush on someone?!"

Zoro glared at her. Then at her hand.

But she was far too distracted by the revelation to pay his scathing look any mind.

He chose to just ignore her, pouring the remaining contents of the bottle to his glass. He should draw the line here and call it a night… before her teasing leads to a nasty fight between them that can last for days.

"Hey, hey," Nami shifted closer to him; face stopping an inch from his own and nose almost touching his cheek.

He glanced sideways at her, as he brought the glass to his lips.

Her voice was low but fascinated as she murmured in his ear; her warm breath tickling and sending shivers down his spine. "You mean if you are able to hook up with a girl you actually like… like someone you are crushing on… you'll leave the lights on?"

Zoro scrutinized her for a moment. Nami had a really, really interested expression on her face.

Looks like he had unwittingly given her something to use on him. Damn it!

Though he found himself nodding in answer. "Yeah…" he muttered.

"Really?"

"Nothing's gonna stop me from admiring every inch of her body... all night long."

Nami looked dumb-founded, mouth gaping open as she regarded him. Honestly, she never thought Zoro would answer her question knowing how tight-lipped he is.

But for heaven's sake that last statement of his…

…was fucking turning her on.

She quickly drew back away from him to settle back on her stool, trying to cover up the sudden surge of arousal with feigned amazement. "Wow! How strong is this bourbon anyway? It's making your tongue loose!" She managed to josh as he chugged down the remaining bourbon in his glass.

"You tell me. You're the one who started asking weird questions."

"Let me try it again. Spill some more beans come on!"

"No."

She pouted. "You're no fun." She looked like she was about to go into one of her famous fits when she suddenly laughed. Looking slyly at him, she snickered. "So light's off huh? Then smash and dash, just like that?"

Zoro chuckled. "You make me sound so bad."

She propped an arm on the counter and rested her chin on her hand, grinning like a Cheshire cat as she studied him. "Remind me never to sleep with you." She added in a wry tone as he burst out laughing again.

"Really now? Then you don't know what you're missing."

It was her turn to explode with laughter, almost falling down from the bar stool if Zoro didn't have half the mind to grab her arm and pull her towards him.

"I don't think we will meet in the middle somehow…" Nami was still giggling so hard, even as she was almost draped on his lap. Slowly she righted herself up, lifting her head to give him a cheeky smile.

"Right." Zoro made a tsk-ing sound. Though the smirk on his face betrayed the supposedly annoyed sound.

"Poor girls though," she sing-songed.

Zoro merely fixed her with an inquisitive gaze.

"They'll never get to feast their eyes on you in all your naked glory with the lights off," she teased him with an impish grin. "Damn, if that was me—"

"If it's you, I'd leave the lights on Nami," Zoro cut her off.

With that, he smoothly slid out of the bar stool and stood in front of her.

"Your face is heating up, is it something I said?" He remarked in a tone that was smug yet the smirk on his face was devilishly suggestive.

His lone grey eye raked over her body as her own grew as wide as saucers.

Then he turned away and sauntered towards where their nakama were still feasting.

And just like that he left her alone… with her words stuck inside her throat, her mind in a jumble as the heat that swiftly engulfed her face went spiraling down her body igniting every single nerve and setting her insides on fire when the realization of what he said finally struck her.

Her eyes settled on her still not finished drink. She swiftly grabbed it and guzzled it down, hoping the strong liquor might help bring her back to her senses.

Fuck!

– The End –

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