Nico Robin Wano Outfit Novels & Stories

“Oh no.” “Oh yes,” Robin corrects excitedly while sliding out of the booth. “I’m thinking cute fitted tops, sexy jeans that show off your ass—” “Robin,” Wren warns through a laugh. “What? She has a fantastic ass.” I bury my face into my hands. “And color-wise?” Robin continues dramatically. “Deep greens would look amazing against her skin tone. Maybe some cream sweaters. Definitely black jeans. Oh, and boots—”

Robin says. “You don’t mind a girly, Omega boy fucking your ass?!” “No! I only want my mate who is a beautiful femboy to fuck my ass, no one else,” Robin laughs as hehelps me pull my skirt on and fasten the eyehook. He helps put my thigh highs and shoes on and is just pulling the second stocking on as Mary and Luna Kaiya arrive. “Nice marks, boys!” The Luna declares. “Now, what has the pair of you needing my services?”

Nico locks the door behind us—three heavy bolts sliding home with metallic finality. Only then does he turn. His suit is soaked through at the shoulders, white shirt clinging transparently to the hard planes of his chest. Tattoos bleed through the wet fabric: black roses, coiled serpents, the Moretti family crest low on his ribs. Water drips from his dark hair, tracing slow paths down his neck. He looks at me like I’m prey that just walked willingly into the trap. “Take off the dress.” My breath hitches. “Nico—”

And in the back of the room, giggling to one another, were Robin and Pam! Robin was wearing a neon green leotard that hugged her bony body a little too tightly to be appropriate, and the nude shimmery tights she’d paired it with didn’t help matters. She’d pulled her hair to the top of her head with a neon green scrunchy and wore legwarmers around her ankles that nearly blinded me with stripes of neon orange and pink. We’d evidently gone back in time, and I was pretty sure 1983 wanted it’s fashion back. Pam was more demurely attired in black yoga pants and a T-shirt with the Cunning Ham logo on it. “Ladies,” I said, unable to suppress the happy grin at finding them here. “Are you here for cla

“I don't really… I just…” “Sush…sush…it's…better, after Ronan brings Robina, you take care of this man of yours…give him better clothes, tell him to clean himself first. It's not that I'm insulting… he's not bad…and his body too…hmmm..nice, but this is a ceremony that everyone will attend…you better dress it up nicely. Moreover, there will be a drama of irony how Robut will move blue..and cry blood…see how my sarcasm go? Hehehe… that's the result of a person who is too greedy for the position, can he become immortal and become a god just like that? Without the help of others? hi! I'm thankful you didn't go with Robut… I'm just so sick of him. Already..sush..go." Riri shooed them away.