A/N: Hi guys! I'm back after four years with a Law/Nami fic! I've finally gained enough courage to write one. Goodness! Can you believe it took me this long? Lol. Anyhow, just want to let you know this is my first OP fic, English is my second language and constructive criticisms are always welcome because I'm posting this at 3AM my time so I wasn't able to proof read it. This is a mature fic, not very detailed but still there's the idea. I was inspired to write this when I watched the filler arc after Punk Hazard – I'm not really up to date with watching the anime, I'm more into reading the manga so some filler arcs I missed. Credits to the owner of the cover photo too.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. All awesomeness belongs to the great Oda-sensei. I love ya sir!

REVENGE

Chapter 1

Never in Trafalgar Law's whole life had he imagined he would ever see himself in such a shameful condition. It wasn't really that bad. In fact, if she was doing this because he was just awfully irresistible that she couldn't help but fall for him and not against her will, what normal man could ever refuse such enticing offer?

For apparently, the straw hat navigator had caused herself some trouble and he was dragged along with it.

Earlier that day, their ship encountered an abandoned boat loaded with bellies, jewels and treasure maps. The straw hat navigator's reaction to this did not disappoint him the slightest as she blissfully created her own world while she secured all the treasures.

As he predicted, she would be greedy for more having a map at hand.

But Law did not expect that he would be part of her scheme. She didn't bother to sugar coat her words and told him frankly that she needed his ability for her idea to be successful. Of course, he declined not just once but a hundred times yet she was unfazed. She insisted the plan should soon commence because they would be dropping the anchor down for the night on the exact island stated in the treasure map she was irritatingly showing him (being the ship's navigator sure has it perks).

For the nth time, his refusal was received by deaf ears. So much for thinking that Nami was one of the sanest amongst her crew.

"For the last time, Nami-ya, I don't intend to use my stamina on petty things." Law growled, now very annoyed. Her determination to convince him didn't even falter at this.

"Just help me this once and never again, Torao-kun!"

That sounded like a good deal. If with never again she meant that she wouldn't bother him any time in the future just to fulfill her hunger for treasures. As much as he hated to admit it, he was starting to fall for her trap. She must have been really spoiled by her crew mates to be this persistent. He recalled how Luffy responded to her quirks back at Punk Hazard, claiming they needed to save the children. Well, even he had believed her demand was fairly reasonable though.

When he agreed, she excitedly laid out her plan. His only participation was to scan the place and transport the treasures into their ship as she snuck their selves in the temple. And if something went awry, they would send a signal to the other crew members for help. The island, however, gave an eerie feeling just by looking at it.

If these were normal days, Nami wouldn't dare step out of the ship but with a treasure map on hand, it strangely provided her an intense boost of courage and determination. She ordered Zoro and Sanji to place a stack of boulders in the lower deck once the ship was docked at the most secluded part of the island.

Law ignored the nagging feeling inside of him. It wasn't like he was nervous, it was more like something terrible was bound to happen when one trust a treasure map that literally came too easy.

The road to the temple was too calm, everything seemed to be going according to plan. The residents were wary of the new faces but that was to be anticipated. Once they reached the location, he was shocked to find a seemingly abandoned temple in the middle of a graveyard. He felt Nami clung into his arms, her courage now wavering but she still proceeded.

"The quicker we get it, the better. No time to waste." She exclaimed, obviously trying hard to push away the slight feeling of fear creeping in her veins.

Law's lips curled into a smirk, agreeing to finish the job as soon as possible.

As they explored the temple, the map had lead them to an extravagant room underground with no treasures in sight. Law rolled his eyes as Nami lighted a candle and examined the map once again.

"I must have done some mistakes interpreting this." She spoke almost inaudibly as she flip the sheet, eyes squinting and trying to figure out what went amiss.

As Law ran out of patience, he snatched the map from the orange haired girl and studied it himself. He was least surprised that Nami didn't do anything but instead lighted another candle with her heat egg and scanned the room.

It was then he realized, there was another presence in there.

"Nami-ya." And everything went black.

The last he heard was a melodic tune coming from somewhere.

And when he woke up, his hands were already secured up over his head with sea stone cuffs. Unlike the first they entered, the room was now brighter. Several candles were lighted around. His memory was still fuzzy but as soon as he recalled the reason why he was in such a God-forsaken place, he instantly searched for the troublesome woman – only to find her sitting near the door, a shadowy figure behind brushing her orange locks. He also noticed that she was now wearing a different outfit, a silken yukata to be exact.

"Nami-ya!" he called out but she didn't acknowledge him. Instead it was the shadowy figure who turned its head.

"Oh, he's awake now." A familiar voice announced, forcing his brain to remember to whom it belong. The navigator remained still.

"Oi, Nami-ya! Are you alright?" he asked, concern dripping through his words. He tried to shake his hands but felt weak every time he moved. He figured it must be due to the sea stone restraints over his body. He could hear the humming of a melody echoing around the room. Straining his ears, he realized the source of the sound came from the tiny music box. It looked creepy in his eyes.

"Alright Cat Thief, it's time! Go sit beside Trafalgar Law." he heard the voice utter once more as it pushed Nami to stand.

He was so confused to be honest. Nami was acting weird as she closed the distance in between them. Realization dawned upon him as he took notice of a green collar around Nami's neck.

"Breed," he hissed in anger.

"Torao-kun, help me. I can't control my body."

It was a painful whisper. He knew exactly what the collar was capable of doing. He had been there and so was Luffy. He would make sure he'll teach this Breed guy the right lesson this time. The guy was lucky it was Luffy who had beaten him up days ago, too bad he chose to mess with him today.

The shadowy figure stepped forward. It was Breed, indeed. But even before he could advise Nami to cover her ears, the guy was too fast to lay out his horrifying order to his new pet.

"Make love with Trafalgar Law, cat thief Nami. Pleasure him. Devour his soul. Spoil yourself with his seeds. Make him feel guilty for being powerless to protect you and your dreams–"

"Cover your ears, Nami-ya!"

His warning came out too late! It was obvious Breed did not mind the interruption as a resounding laughter echoed all over the room. "This maybe my last command, so enjoy it smart ass!"

Once again, fits of his disgusting laughter erupted as he heard the door clicked shut. Anger flared up inside him, fist balling tightly.

You will pay for this with your life, Breed.

"I'll fucking kill him!" Nami spat in fury while taking the obi off her waist.

"W-wha–" Well, Breed could wait alright. Law's eyes almost bulged out of his head as he watched Nami's involuntary stripping.

"Stupid Torao, don't fucking look at me!" the straw hat navigator yelled angrily, her eyes turning red and fangs growing out of her mouth.

Did the idiot Breed really think he could break this woman's will?

He immediately turned his head away, a twisted smirk escaping his lips. "Do something about my handcuffs, Nami-ya. You won't snap out of it if no one gets to beat up that bastard."

"I can't." she retorted, gritting her teeth in frustration. "My body is moving on its own."

He released a heavy sigh. They were seriously in deep shit now. Just then, he felt her hand roam over his chest. On impulse, his sight traveled from her hand going up to her flustered face and lo and behold, she was now fully naked before him.

He gasped as his eyes explored every part of her body.

"I said, don't look you idiot! I'm charging you 500,000,000 belli!" Nami cried as she climbed at the bed and hovered on top of him, pinning him down on his waste with legs sprawled apart.

Oh shit!

"And another fucking 500,000,000 for this!"

Law almost gagged. It was not like he wanted this to happen. He was used to Nami showing skin but seeing her entirely exposed stirred a different kind of sensation within him. He closed his eyes, he had to concentrate. He needed to take his mind off the pleasure and focus on thinking of maybe annoying people like Luffy.

Or maybe not.

He felt her hand crawl along his inner thigh, sending chills over his whole body. If this keeps up, there will be no helping it. And what the hell is this situation anyway? If one would look at it on the bigger picture, he was definitely being raped.

And what is more humiliating than the notorious Heart Pirate's Captain being sexually assaulted by the Straw hat's Navigator? Well, to some it maybe a dream come true but not to him. He did not care about his reputation one bit but his pride as a man would never allow it. If she really wants it, he will take control!

Too bad though, she was just being forced at the moment.

He wriggled his legs in an attempt to stop her from touching that. "Don't fucking touch me there, Nami-ya!" the Heart Captain groaned as he opened his eyes only to regret doing so because she was looking so freaking hot on top of him, her face flushed as she panted softly and her bouncy breast now pressed against his chest.

"It's not like I know what I'm doing, at least try to resist me." She cried as she buried her face on the side of his neck, licking it upward, he could seriously feel her breath fanning against his skin it was giving him goosebumps. "You can move your legs, right? Kick me."

Kick you?

He felt her lick his ear lobe, she bit his ear hard earning a muffled gasped from him.

"You don't understand, Nami-ya. You're taking every ounce of self-control I have every time you do things like this." He was beginning to get aroused and he knew that was not a good sign. "Unlock my cuffs and this will not progress any further." He wheezed, every breath he took felt heavy for some reason.

She pushed herself up and he saw how her breast bounced so impeccably that he almost wondered how it would feel like to fondle and suck them. Great, he was now on the verge of nose bleeding, damn it.

This is the greatest torture, I tell you.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as he felt her spread open his coat with one hand and unzip his pants with the other.

"You now owe me 1,500,000,000 belli for making me look at this and… uh, I should raise that to 2,000,000,000 now." Nami animatedly sobbed, "This is my first time!"

To say he was flabbergasted with her revelation was an understatement, all the more reason why this should never happen. "Then, get a hold of yourself Nami-ya! You don't deserve this kind of first time!"

Truth be told, being a pirate is no joke particularly for a woman like her. Who would have ever thought she could manage to keep her dignity intact all these years? She was one of the weakest in her crew, the very reason why she was always targeted by abductors. He knew that much about her at least. Aside from that, she belonged to a crew where majority were men and she was a natural seductress. She could easily wrap her fingers around any man who dares to stand her way.

"I'm tired resisting, Torao." She muffled quietly as he felt her fingers stroke his already hardened shaft.

He felt all the heat from his body rise up to his face at the contact. "Nami-ya," he tried to regulate his breathing but to no avail, he continued, "I don't want to spoil you."

"That is what that ass hole sought to do," she growled and then a softer expression overtook her features, "But don't think you're spoiling me. Sooner or later, I'll be doing these kinds of things with someone – after I fulfill my dream and my Captain's dream. While I was watching you in your sleep, he already told me what I am to do with you… but when I think about it, it's not that bad that it was you, I'm actually a bit grateful it was you. So, if ever my unskillfulness bothers you… you can kick me off." She grinned as she started to pump him with her lithe fingers, "I won't charge you for hurting me. Just for now."

Law blinked, he could not believe she was saying such things while she was extracting something from him. "You are making this very difficult for me, you know."

True to her words, she had been pumping him real hard it started to get painful. To hell with pain! He was at the mercy of the most beautiful navigator he had ever known and she had just given him the honor to be her first. Even though it could have been better if he was in control, he would not complain about their situation now.

The next thing he knew, Nami had been licking the tip of his shaft and fully taking him in the mouth. He winced as her teeth stung on his skin.

She did not have any idea how to do it right.

"My, I'm choking." She coughed, eyes watery as she looked up at him.

He bit his lower lip as he took in the view of her. She was too hot and dirty, fuck self-control! When she took him in once more, he moaned as he felt her tongue flick and twirl around his sensitive part and the rough scrapping of her teeth against his skin only intensified the excitement. He pondered if he had a side of being a masochist? He jerked his hips and clenched his jaw.

And at the verge of him coming, she got off to cough only to have his cum squirt all over her chest, some to her jaw and his abdomen.

"Oh, shit. Sorry Nami-ya." A smirk curled unto his lips as he tried to catch his breath.

"You," she squinted, sending a menacing aura. "You messy piece of shit!"

"What?" he mocked, "You'd rather have them on your mouth?"

And it must have been the worst thing he said all day as she licked his cum splattered all over his abdomen and hovered above him, only to kiss him and have him taste his own seed.

Damn.

The kiss started with a clumsy smack on the lips then a lick at his lower lip and finally shoving her tongue inside his mouth. It was funny and awkward; he wanted to laugh but a low chuckle instead escaped his lips as he took control of the situation. At this point in time, he was already carried away that he failed to notice how she was guiding his stick to something wet and soft.

She broke the kiss. "Fucking pay me all your life here, I can't charge you enough to compensate that you took all my firsts!" She snarled, waterworks threatening to leak on her eyes.

And as realization dawned upon him, he once again struggled to move his legs, "Are you sure about this, Nami-ya? I mean," he gasped. "Is it really okay?"

Nami only answered with a firm nod as she slid herself all too slowly. "Let's get this over with!"

With one hasty movement, she took him in and collapsed atop of him, her cheeks on his chest. Law knew she was struggling but until she had finished what she was supposed to do, she would never snap out of that order.

"Don't do it so suddenly, Nami-ya." He directed with a low voice – one he had hoped could soothe her. He couldn't even comfort her. It was so pathetic.

"It hurts!" she cried vigorously, it almost looked funny. "Your descendants now owe me their lives too, stupid, stupid Torao!"

And again, with eyes full of determination, Nami slid herself again. This time, she took her time, she took her own pace and her tightness was not helping him in trying to console the navigator. Her loud moans arousing him even more.

He had always respected the Straw hat women as if they were his own crew. Because of this, Law had never thought a day like this would ever happen. He never cared to admit it but he had always been interested with the allied crew's navigator. She was beautiful, smart and loyal. She was not as strong as the others, it made him want to look after her. She was mature but knew exactly when to have fun. Nami was someone he wanted to be in his crew but unfortunately, she was already taken by his valued rival.

It can't be helped, right? The best ones are always taken.

If he had met her before Luffy did, would Nami join his crew instead?

"Torao-kun, I feel like I'm about to pee but this isn't the right time right?"

"P-pee?" Law grunted as the overwhelming feeling came upon him.

With one final thrust, his hips jolted upwards as she screamed, they both came together. She fell on top of him, exhausted. "Sorry for peeing on you."

Law laughed, "That's no pee, Nami-ya."

"Is that how you feel too?"

"Maybe."

After a few seconds, she stood up and went around the room. When she found a pin in the dresser, she immediately went to unlock Law's cuffs. In haste, she forgot to at least cover herself first.

Once freed, it took him every ounce of self-control not to hop onto her for another round. Instead, he picked her yukata and handed it to her. It amused him how she could still be embarrassed being naked when actually, she had raped him. They both dressed up and ran out to find Breed. He instructed her to wear an ear plug.

"I'm sorry, Nami-ya."

She answered him with muffled sobs.

As they stepped out of the temple, it was almost dawn. There, standing in the middle of the graveyard, was Breed. A vicious smile traced his lips as he spoke, "That is my revenge, Trafalgar Law."

What the fuck.

In a swift motion, a big round sphere appeared around them.

"Mes,"

Even before he could crush the beating heart in his hand, Nami snatched it away from him. A bit shocked, he watched her as she crushed it with her foot, immeasurable anger flaming in her brown orbs.

"She will never be the same again. That is my revenge to you and to mister Straw hat."

Those were Breed's last words.