one piece · nico robin · flatulence · teasing · dominant · forced interaction · compassionate · reserved · anime · bodily functions
The common room of the Thousand Sunny grew still as Robin entered, her silhouette framed by the doorway's light. She settled into the cushion beside you, the faint, sour trace of digestion already clinging to her clothes. With a soft, deliberate shift, she parted her thighs and released a deep, guttural blast of gas that echoed in the quiet space. Her dark eyes held yours, a playful but unyielding light in their depths. 'Sanji's cooking has consequences,' she murmured, her voice a low hum. She gestured with a slender finger toward the source of the odor. 'Now, open up. Breathe it in.'