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Marked by the cold and snowy weather outside, Robin stepped into the warm and cozy room. Her cheeks were quite pink from the chill and a few remains of white snow slowly melted into her black hair. Equally to them patches of sticking snow on her winter clothing started to melt, too. Her eyes were sparkling though as they caught Nami’s who was sitting at her desk.
“Someone looks like she had fun.”
“I had…”, Robin confirmed, then held both of her hands in front of her, rubbing them shortly before blowing warm air into them. “...but my hands are freezing like when Aokiji made a solid ice statue out of me.”
Nami winced at that.
“That’s what you get from getting wrapped up into a snowball fight with the boys.”, she pointed out, but couldn’t help the smirk as she stood up. “You did annihilate them though, did you?”
“Of course I did.”, Robin confirmed with a quite cocky undertone which didn’t go unnoticed. “Why else do you think my fingers feel like icicles? Holding snowballs with two hands is one thing, try that with thirty for a while and your hands feel like dead weight in no time.”
"Just Thirty? You were quite merciful then.”, Nami commented while approaching Robin, taking her cold hands gently into her own to warm them.
“They are Nakama, so I felt obligated to hold back.”, Robin shrugged before her eyes got a mischievous glint. “But now that I know about their tactics or in some cases the lack of them, I will prepare a more efficient plan of attack for the next time.”
“You talk like you were in a war zone, Robin.”
“Believe me, I was. Projectiles flew everywhere. It was a chaotic mess, a white carnage so to speak.”
“Then maybe I should be thankful that my girlfriend made it out of there alive and do something to warm her up. I would suggest a hot bath before the guys get the same idea and block the bathroom for who knows how long…”
“Sounds like a solid plan to me.”
They went to the Sunny’s bathroom where Nami immediately prepared the water. When she turned back to Robin the other woman was already in the process of taking off her clothing.
“Wait..”, Nami interrupted her. “...let me.
She knew that Robin didn’t need her help, even if her hands were fine enough for the taks by now, but Nami wanted to. Robin just smiled at her as she let her arms sink back to her sides, just moving them when Nami signaled her without a word.
As Nami stepped behind her to open the clasp of her bra, her eyes fell on the bare skin of Robin’s back. Looking closely Nami could make out the lines of an almost faded roundish and ragged scar between the edges of her shoulder blades. She knew there was a matching one on the woman's front, the remains of the ‘parting gift’ Robin received from Crocodile…
Nami couldn’t resist the urge to gently run her fingertips over the scar and watched almost mesmerized how Robin’s back muscles slightly twitched under her touch, how they moved under smooth and warm skin. Clear signs that Robin was alive and breathing, right with Nami in this room.
Suddenly all Nami could think of was touching the woman she loved. She slightly bent to put a short kiss right onto the scar. Through equally short kisses Nami moved her lips upwards over the woman's back as she wrapped her arms around Robin’s sides.
So close to her, she could feel Robin’s sharp inhale as Nami's hands moved on their own accord. One drawing shapeless patterns over her stomach, the other moving downwards, digits finding their way into Robin’s pants.
“Just to be clear: I wouldn’t mind if you try to ‘warm me up’ like this, but if your right hand continues its eager path I fear it would result in wasting the hot water you just have prepared…”
Robin’s voice cut right through Nami’s trance. Signing, she leaned her forehead on the woman’s bare back. She couldn’t quite banish the slight growl from her voice.
“Damn you and your pragmatism…”
A light chuckle as Robin just turned around in her arms, resting her own on Nami’s shoulders. Through their close distance she looked down to Nami. Lurking desire hid behind her whole demeanor, her voice pure temptation put into the most beguiling tones Nami ever had the pleasure of hearing.
“Invest some time so I can warm up in the water now and you gain as much time with me as you want to have afterwards.”
Nami bit her lower lip, for a split second her eyes darted down to the other woman’s exposed chest.
“I accept these terms.”
“I knew you would.”, Robin’s cocky tone almost crossed the line to arrogant as she slipped out of Nami’s embrace to move over to the bathtub.
“Winning snowball fights seems to have a questionable effect on your attitude, don’t you think?”, Nami huffed as she watched her.
“Sounds like you think that I’m being a bad girl.”, Robin quipped, taking off her pants as well as her underwear in one move. Nami couldn’t stop her eyes from giving Robin’s backside a once over as she stood there in her bare glory. And felt getting caught as Robin turned her head to the side to look at her from over her shoulder with a suggestive glint in her eye.
“If so, you should consider bringing me back to reason then. Wouldn't you agree, Miss Navigator?”, with that she stepped into the steaming water, letting her body slowly submerge out of sight below a bubbly foam and gave a pleasured sigh as she closed her eyes, leaning back.
“You’re just going to stand there to stare at me? There's room for two in here, as you should know.”
Considering how reserved Robin was most of the time, she sometimes could be a real handful in private. Not that Nami minded since she was the only one who really got to see this side of the woman. With a smile she followed Robin’s offer to join her as she stripped out of her clothes. Still, Nami would make sure to ‘bring her to reason’ at later hours…