Training with Nami (1/3)

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Nami as she sat in a sexy pose, showing her tits, and side legs to him, asked flirtatiously.

"What can you even do to me?" 

She cheekily dared him with an arrogant attitude.

It was a while now since they finished their spar and called it quit before they sat at his bar.

Yes, there was even a bar in this universal gym. And the two shared a flirtatious atmosphere at this moment.

But it didn't mean that Nami didn't want to enjoy it, she always liked to play around first, and Hayato went along with her. At any rate, this wasn't the first time Nami was in his quarters…

Hayato eyed her body for a bit and enjoyed her attractiveness and chosen set of getup for a bit before he replied.

"I'm gonna take your smoking hot bod, and fuck you in the room until you're squealing on my cock. I'll have you begging to be forgiven for your attitude, and to have this dick every day and every night." 

Hayato downed the whole glass as he spoke. His words were spoken with a finality to them.

It was those statements that gave Nami pause. Her body shuddered a bit as her mind supplied the imagination to what he said.

She looked back over his body, he looked like the model specimen of a man, he was a towering height, and his dick was actually proportional. After years of being surrounded by old men who did nothing but talk about weather sciences, or simple idiots who only chased their dreams doing nothing in between, Nami was the most desperate she'd ever been for some good sex.

And she always found that here in area 69.

Grinning, Nami, while eying the bulge in his thin shorts, gave her rate. "If you want me, it'll be 50,000 Berries an hour."

Hayato looked at her with confusion as he looked back and forth between her and the gun in his hand. "You're charging me?"

"You know what, at this moment you're after my body, right?"

Hayato was perplexed by this question.

'Woman, can't you see what you're doing to me?' He was already hard and ready to battle but here she was asking such questions.

In fact, he knew how she was and that she liked to play around a bit, as such he was going along with her.

"Yes. Your body is so sexy it needs to be fucked-" Before he could continue saying anything, Nami continued.

She put her finger on his lips.

"Then I suppose your rate can be 100,000 Berries, after all, you'd be the most famous customer I've served. And by the looks of it, the largest, also"

"Haha"

Hayato just laughed at her ridiculous statements. "You know what, sure. I'll pay you when it's all over." 

He joked, looking at the bar before him, an idea crossed his mind for what he could do before they ended up in his room. She wanted to play, then let's spice things up.

"Why don't you give me a show? How about a little dance?" The dark-haired man gestured with his hand to the bar itself.

Nami's eyes shined at this moment.

'This guy, he sure knows how to go with me!'

Getting out of her seat, Nami huffed and relished her act. 

"I'll give you a taste, but I'm expecting a tip for all this extra work." 

Grabbing at her waistband, Nami cocked her hips left and right as she slowly stripped off her pants. If she hadn't somehow gotten his attention before, she certainly got it now. 

With her big ass and mile-long legs visible to see, Nami stood with an air of pride and arrogance in the backwater bar while wearing only her swimsuit top, bottoms, and platform sandals. 

Using the barstool as a stepping stone to get on the bar, she used her ability to control this place and bar to create AI men in the background cheering and leering at her body.

*Whistle*

They weren't real at all, basically just robots and all they could do was cheer and whistle. But they added to the thrill of the situation.

Hayato was so preoccupied with staring at her curves, that he didn't realize when she had brought her golden staff up with her. 

Using her lightning to manipulate the gold, she extended the length of the staff and stuck it securely against the bar and ceiling. 

"Hehe"

Starting slow, Nami gave a simple twirl around the pole, showing off her tits and ass to the captivated 'audience' (Basically just Hayato). 

Getting a bit spicier, the nimble woman gripped the makeshift stripper pole and sank down, letting 'everyone' focus on her ass, especially her fake Captain that had the closest seat by far to witness all of Nami's moves. When she nearly reached the bar, Nami slapped her ass, earning an uproaring cheer from the bar patrons, the shouting only growing more intense when she started to twerk. Shaking her ass up and down, Nami looked over her shoulder to see the bar was entirely captivated by her moves; even the few 'women' among those NPCs that were here couldn't look away.

Gyrating her butt, Nami slowed her movements down again before reminding everyone how top-heavy she was. 

Gripping the pole, Nami revealed her surprising core and lower body strength as she pushed herself against the gold rod, locking her legs around the pole and leaning backward to give a dip her hands holding onto her huge breasts, teasing the audience by lightly tugging on her bikini top, but never giving them what they wanted. 

Pulling herself back up, Nami pressed herself against the staff, smothering the gold rod between her heavy tits while she slid down the pole once again, this time pressing her bikini-covered crotch against it. 

The whole bar was filled with hooting and hollering from such a hottie giving them all a free show. 

"All right, that's enough,"

When Hayato told her to get down, she could plainly see the bulge in his pants had gotten bigger.

she chuckled and felt that they had indeed played for too long.

Even though the man was staring at her every move impatiently, Nami first grabbed her pants and staff before she followed him to the back room. 

When she walked into the door, the strong man didn't waste any time to get to his prize. 

"Strip." Hayato ordered her lazily.

And Nami shuddered from his tone.

Looking over her shoulder, Nami pulled at the knot holding her top, slowly dragging it away and letting the man see her casually drop her bikini to the side in a pile with the rest of her outfit. Then she did the same for her bottoms, but this time she clearly saw him licking his lips as he saw her fat ass be completely bare.

Turning around, Nami nearly took him out with an unintentional happiness punch as he gazed upon her majestic body. 

Her tits were huge and they captivated him, but somehow defied gravity and stayed perky without even a hint of sag, and seeing her hairless clean pussy, made him painfully hard which she could notice. 

Leaning down, he pushed Nami's chin up and pressed his lips against hers; his tongue delving into her mouth and dominating the kiss as he drank all of her in. 

While his other hand reached down and gave her ass a smack that was louder and harder than what she gave herself when dancing, leaving a red handprint behind and Nami moaning into the kiss. 

When he pulled back, he had a smug look on his face as he looked down at the orange-haired woman, seeing her as nothing more than his new plaything. 

"Now the, start sucking."

Such an overpowering kiss was something that Nami loved after being so sexually starved. Licking her lips, she got down on her knees and started to undo his pants. 

"You got it, boss."