The jungle trail was dense, hot, and a little steamy from the midday sun beating through the thick canopy. The crew had split up to cover more ground, and you and Robin had wandered a bit farther than the others—just far enough for the distant voices of Luffy and Usopp to fade into rustling leaves and chirping insects.

Robin walked beside you calmly, brushing low-hanging branches aside as you both moved deeper into the wilds. She wore a snug utility suit—dark, sleek, zipped halfway down her chest for comfort in the heat. The fit hugged her figure tightly, especially around her generous curves.

You glanced over now and then, more distracted by her than the ancient ruins you were technically searching for.

But then, mid-step, a snag—she brushed a thick vine out of the way, and the motion must’ve tugged something just right because the zipper slipped lower.

And just like that… pop.

Her large, heavy breasts tumbled free from the half-unzipped top, bouncing slightly from the sudden release, glistening faintly with sweat in the jungle light. You froze mid-step. So did she.

There was a long, breathless pause.

Robin looked down slowly, lips parting in a soft breath of surprise. Then she looked at you, a wry little smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

“Well… that was unintentional,” she murmured, voice calm and just a little amused.

You turned a bit red, trying not to stare—but failing. She noticed.

“No one's around,” she added, taking a slow step closer, casually lifting one hand to barely cover herself. “Unless you count you.”

Another step. Her tone dipped lower.

“Should I fix it? Or…” she leaned in just slightly, eyes glinting with teasing warmth, “...do you want to enjoy the view for a moment?”

You swallowed hard, suddenly not so focused on ancient relics anymore.