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“Ah-ah-ah!” Nami protested as she reached up and flicked Monet’s nose. “You want me to do this? Then I’m gonna do it my way.” Monet’s eyes widened in surprise as Nami climbed into her lap. “You want to be entertained, right? You making me do whatever you want isn’t entertaining. But if you lay back and let me take care of you… I think I’ll surprise you.”

Nami grabbed Monet’s feathery arms then leaned in and kissed her. But the kiss was a lot colder than she had been expecting and she quickly pulled back.

“Oh! Your lips are cold!” Nami exclaimed.

Monet blushed and hung her head, “Sorry… I can’t help it…”

“Well… it wasn’t that bad…” Nami admitted, “I guess this means I’ll just have to warm you up…”

Nami gently cupped the harpy’s chin. She felt the same chill she had from the bird-woman’s lips. But compared to the rest of the snow-filled room the chill wasn’t so bad. It was like the chill from an icy cup of water. She could deal with this.

Nami took a deep breath then leaned in close to Monet and made sure to exhale all over the harpy’s lips as she kissed her. Nami’s breath warmed Monet’s cold lips enough for her to deepen the kiss.

“Mmm…” Monet moaned against her. The harpy folded her wings around Nami and pressed their chests together. Monet’s wings were actually a lot warmer than the rest of her body. The feathery hug was kind of cozy despite the chill from the harpy’s cold chest against hers.

Nami continued to breathe in through her nose and out through her mouth as she moved on from Monet’s lips and began kissing her cheek then kissed her way down to the harpy’s neck.

“Oooooh… oooooh…” Monet cooed as Nami sucked on her neck. “Oooohh…” Meanwhile, the former pirate thief had slipped her quick hands up to grab two big handfuls of the harpy’s huge chest. “Oooooh… mmmmmm…”

Nami pulled back and stared at Monet’s chest then looked over at her wings. “Hey… how do you get your top off over those wings?”

Monet smiled and used her wings to grab the straps of her green top then pulled it over her head so it bunched around her shoulders. Then suddenly the harpy’s wings collapsed into a pile of snow.

“WAAAH!” Nami yelped and threw herself against Monet’s chest to avoid the freezing snow. “Geez! Warn a girl before you turns parts of yourself into snow!”

“I ate the Yuki Yuki no Mi,” Monet explained as her top slid down into her lap. Snow grew out of Monet’s shoulders and reformed her wings. “Now I’m a Snow Woman.”

“I guess that explains a few things,” Nami reasoned. She reached around Monet and undid her green strapless bra so she could pull it off. Nami tossed Monet’s top and bra aside and admired the green haired woman’s huge exposed chest. “Now I know how you can sit in this freezing room without being affected by the cold. Your nipples aren’t even hard.”

Monet smirked and replied in a low sing-song voice. “The cold never bothered me anyway.”

Nami blinked. “I don’t understand that reference. But give me a minute and I’ll fix those nipples…” The navigator grabbed Monet’s bare boobs and mashed them together then leaned in and took both of the snow-woman’s pale pink nipples into her mouth.

“Oooh… oooh!” Monet gasped, “Your mouth’s warm!” The corners of Nami’s mouth quirked upward as she slurped and sucked on the other woman’s nipples. Her hands remained active and continued to fondle and squeeze the large fleshy mounds. “Aaaaahh… aaaaah… My chest it… it feels warm…”

Nami pulled back and admired the two hardened pink buds that were the result of her handiwork. “You’re warmed up then? I guess this means we can move on to the main course.”

The navigator climbed off of Monet’s lap then leaned down so she could hook her fingers in the waistband of the harpy’s pants and yank them down. Nami grinned as Monet’s slit and the feathery nest of wavy green hair around it was unveiled. The Cat Burglar licked her lips then peeled Monet’s striped pants the rest of the way down her legs until they eventually caught around the harpy’s large bird feet. “Um… a little help here, sweetie?”

Monet’s feet collapsed into a pile of snow which allowed Nami to finish pulling off her pants. Nami tossed Monet’s pants behind her to join the bird-woman’s other clothes.

Nami smiled internally and was relieved that it was this strange bird woman she’d never met before being exposed to the remaining audience and not her.

Nami turned her attention back to the now naked harpy and her eyes were drawn to Monet’s bird feet as they reformed from snow. She took a moment to admire the harpy’s bird legs. Monet’s hips and thighs were human but that stopped at the knee. Her bird legs had a second backwards knee that eventually led down to her clawed feet and talons. Monet blushed at Nami’s attention to her bird appendages.

Nami didn’t want the bird-woman to feel self-conscious. That might cause the Logia Devil Fruit User to realize that she was the only one naked. Nami had no interest in being turned into a human ice pop.

The navigator smiled and tried to lighten the mood, “I guess this means you can’t wear heels… But I can’t pick anything up with my feet so it breaks even.” Monet smiled faintly.

Now it was decision time. Nami expected the snow-woman’s slit to be chilly like the rest of her. Did she want to dive in tongue first… or should she find a way to heat things up and make herself more comfortable.