Nami walked over, putting her hand Zoro's head. She pushed it down, feeling no resistance from Zoro. As always, she loved the power. When he was low enough, she climbed on his shoulders. Zoro felt the familiar touch around his neck. Somehow, all this time of Nami ignoring him, had made him crave her a little. He still didn't understand why, but he felt a small happiness when he felt her soft thighs around his neck.
Nami was too smart to not notice it. As much as she loved humiliating Zoro, he was already hers now. And she would rather have a happy obedient pet than a depressed rebellious one. She rubbed her thighs on his cheeks, letting him feel her soft skin. Zoro fly surprisingly nice, but he didn't say anything, knowing her it could lead to something worse within moments.
She tapped her shoes together, drawing Zoro's attention to it. If the need came, she would be better off running barefoot anyway. The forest floor was covered in small grass, not even leaves of the giant trees on the floor. This was another peculiarity of this forest.
Zoro already knew what she wanted, from their last outing. He wasn't bothered by it. He was feeling nicer than usual anyway. He took her shoes off, releasing the smell from her feet. They were sweatier then the last time for sure. They did walk a long distance to get here. She was so fragile, perhaps he should have carried her here from the beginning. Her feet were so soft, and red after walking so long. He stopped his thoughts soon, what was happening to him!
Nami noticed him staring at her beautiful feet. She wiggled her toes, there was sweat between her toes. She genuinely loved being out of her shoes this time. She leaned forward, reaching down for the shoes. Zoro handed them over to her. She put the shoes on a short yet durable string and tied it around Zoro's neck giggling,"Perfect~".
Zoro was annoyed, but that's all he felt. Not angry. He was going to hold her shoes either way, this looked worse but was more comfortable. What did feel worse however, was the smell of her shoes. He didn't realise it at first. But her shoes were well worn, they had soaked in her sweat on the way here. The smell was rather strong, a sour smell that made him wrinkle his nose in disgust.
Nami of course already knew about this. But he was a slave. It should only be natural for him to smell her shoe, doesn't matter if it stinks. "Liking your owner's smell, pet?", she chuckled,"Don't worry, you'll get used to it. You have done much worse things for me already".
Zoro didn't want to remember. He didn't want to remember the disgusting taste. He just had to endure this too. He started walking without answering, drawing in her smell with each breath. Nami smacked him in the head lightly,"Not that way dummy!".
Zoro trusted their navigator for the directions, of course. He listened to her and changed direction. And he got smacked again. This happened a few times before Nami got tired of this. "Moh! You're so useless idiot slave!",nami was visible annoyed, and Zoro was starting to feel bad about it. Now he liked the ruffles, not to smacks.
"It must be the smell of your horrible shoes confusing me!", he still didn't want to accept his lack of direction sense.
"Shut up! From now on, there is no need for you to think which way to go. We have to reach the top before the others, I think that is where the treasure is! So just watch for my signals. If you hold you hold your hair like this", she said pulling his hair back,"You stop". "And if I pull it forward, you start accelerating, if I pull your left ear, it means go left, and right for right. If I don't do anything just go straight. And if I pull both your ears, it means turn around. Understood?",Nami was of course demonstrating everything she was saying.
"Yes", he said confidently, although he barely memorized anything. He lost her after stop if she pulled his hair back part. But he will figure it out.
"And two more things", Nami took the flashlight off Zoro's head, which was wrapped around using a cloth, and wore it around her neck. "I don't want to lose my vision in case we get separated".
So selfish! But it did make sense, she was weaker after all. Zoro agreed to this reasoning. He was waiting for the other thing.
"Can't you see that your owner's feet are tired and red? What kind of slave doesn't offer a foot massage when its master clearly has an aching foot!",Nami sounded angry again,"Or did you not even notice it, idiot slave?"
"Of course I did! I am not an idiot",Zoro retaliated, but somehow he felt that it was indeed a mistake from him. Nami looked so menacing with the flashlight only partially lighting her face, and her assertive voice, it made her seem so strong. That was Zoro's type. He may be developing some strange kind of feelings for her. He didn't even know himself.
He grabbed her feet with one hand each, they were so warm. She must really be in discomfort. And so sweaty too. Her footsweat was already sticking to his hands, but at least it worked as a lotion as he started to softly press her feet. He didn't want to hurt her.
Nami purred in pleasure. "Aah~, I really needed that. Continue and next time, don't make me ask for it". Her angry tone had vanished, much to Zoro's relief. He massaged her feet as best as he could, sometimes using both hands on one foot to squeeze it and circle around the sole with his thumb. Nami was loving it. She kept purring in pleasure, she wasn't expecting him to be good. As a reward, he didn't even smack him when he got her direction instructions wrong, after many corrections, Zoro finally got the hang of it. She was a little annoyed at how slow he learnt it, but his devoted foot massage let her forgive him.
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