{zoro x oc} stick 'em with the pointy end

11. there are worse than me

Days had passed within way of counting in this underground hideout. Dark curtains covered part of the wall. She opened her eyes to an elaborate bed frame surrounding her. Beside her was a hot and naked body. Crocodile.

"Good morning precious," the smoke rose from his mouth as he spoke.

"Did you?" she could find the words to say it. She was pulled tightly against him.

He laughed hard, "No, no, I would never. While I find you alluring and I enjoy your company, I prefer women who haven't been touched."

"You're the worst," Neso spat, she clenched her teeth and tried to pull away from him.

Crocodile smirked and took the cigar out of his mouth, setting it aside. He gripped her tighter and pulled her face close to his, the smoke escaped his mouth, rising over her face as he spoke, "No, there are worse than me."

She coughed, not having time to take a breath before she inhaled his smoke.

"Truly, I hope you never meet some of the men I have come across in my lifetime."

"Let go of me!" she pounded on his chest.

"You bastard!"

"Mhm, maybe."

"What happened to my friends?"

"Dead."

What could she say? How could she respond? Her worst fears were confirmed and now she was trapped. Without a blade against a man of Crocodiles size and power meant she was useless.

"Listen girl, I have pressing matters to attend to. You'll be under constant surveillance, can't have you try to escape," he pushed the covers off, revealing his hardened penis. "After I've secured Arabasta, we'll discuss your role here a bit further."

"My name is Neso," she said as she gripped the sheets.

He stood up with no modesty and laughed, "I don't really care."

He left the room and two guards came in. She was naked and didn't see anything aside from the sheet to wrap her self in.

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Time passed and all she heard was the water that surrounded the room. She figured they must be near the capitol if there was this much water in the desert. The guards she was stuck with had refused to speak to her. The doors opened to reveal Miss All Sunday. She looked to the guards and told them they were needed elsewhere. In her hands, she carried golden cuffs.

"What's your name?" she asked.

Neso didn't acknowledge her. Miss All Sunday began to tell Neso all about the history of the chamber she had been locked in. Neso was fine with it though. The woman had a pleasant voice and it was the first sounds beside the water she had heard in days. Neso turned her head, curious about what this woman's game was.

"Look, I try my best to do what is asked of me," she stepped closer to Neso. "You're quite beautiful and I don't want to hurt you. My name is Robin. Nico Robin."

"Neso. Just Neso."

Robin took Neso's hands in hers and smiled, leaning in close to her. A hand was now on her cheek, the back of her head and her lower back. The slender woman kissed Neso. It was a long and passionate kiss. One sided. Leaving Neso shocked and confused.

"You're in love," Robin lowered her voice.

Neso looked down to see her wrists now bound by the golden cuffs. The sheet that she wore dropped to the floor. Neso looked to the woman. She had let her guard down and paid yet another heavy consequence.