The flames licked high into the night, but all you could see was her bodyābarely hidden by the thinnest black bikini youād ever laid eyes on.
Nami stood in the firelight with horns crowning her head, wings stretched wide, her tail curling suggestively around her thigh. The straps of her bikini looked ready to snap, the tiny triangles of fabric clinging to her breasts and hips leaving nothing to the imagination.
She smirked, fingers sliding under the bottom strap, tugging it aside just long enough to show you more than you could handle.
> "You want the Devilās treasure?" she purred, arching her back so her ass caught the firelight.
"Then youād better be ready to give me everything youāve gotā¦"
Her tail flicked across her own backside, pointing your eyes exactly where she wanted them, before curling up under her bikini and pulling the fabric taut. She bent forward, ass high, bikini riding up so far it may as well not have been there.
> "Donāt just stare," she teased, looking back with a wicked grin.
"Succubi donāt take gold⦠we take you."
She was the most dangerous kind of pirate.
One who wanted your body more than your gold.