[Maybe it makes sense that someone who's so good at eating would have a talented mouth -- which of course makes Koby think about Luffy's lips and tongue and teeth elsewhere on his body. And once he starts thinking about that, he can't stop, the combination of all the possibilities and the pirate's mouth on his neck prompting another of those pleading, whimpering sounds.]

They do b-bed checks, but -- oh my god, that f-feels amazing -- um, I-I bribed Helmeppo to cover for me. S-So morning. I can stay all night. [They have time. They have time, which is so rare for them. Still, Koby knows exactly where he wants to start.

Gathering up his courage, he slowly slides a hand down Luffy's stomach, fingers toying at the waist of his pants.] C-Can I -- see? Everything?