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Law is sitting inside the study as he finishes up writing his plans and listing out all of the things he needs to do once he goes outside when the den den mushi rings. He answers the call and is greeted with a shout of, ‘Captain!’ and ‘The Straw Hats are here!’ before the voice changes and the transponder snail looks dizzy from being passed around. 

“Hey Torao!” An all too familiar voice bounces in the walls of the study and Law relaxes on his chair, knowing that his crewmates are fine and it wasn’t some random thug who attacked them out of nowhere. 

“Hello Mugiwara-ya,” he replies, and he hears Luffy’s signature chuckle as a response. 

“I saw the bear and your other crew and thought, ‘Ah, Torao’s here!’ so I asked them where you were.” Law can vaguely make out the voices of his crew and those of Straw Hat’s through the muddled receptor and he can only imagine the picture they make, terrorizing the poor townspeople with their loud voices and crazy antics. 

“I was about to go out and explore the island,” Law says as he stands up and neatly arranges his notes to stack on top of each other before placing them in a drawer. He grabs Kikoku from the side of the table and taps his foot twice on the floor.

“You can do that later! I have to show you something!” Luffy’s voice seems awfully excited and Law sighs because it’s definitely something weird or exasperatingly obnoxious, and he just has to show Law. It’s cute, endearing. 

“And that is?”

“It’s a surprise! Come to the Sunny so I can show you!” Luffy ends the call as soon as he’s done with what he wants to say, leaving Law with a sleeping snail and unsaid words left in his mouth. 

Law emerges from the Tang and sees the Sunny docked not too far from his location. He walks at a leisurely pace, shoes clacking on wood, since Luffy probably isn’t there yet. To his surprise though, Luffy is already sitting at the figurehead, his arm stretching far enough to grab Law’s wrist and drag him all the way to where he is.

“Torao! What took you so long?!” Luffy pats the space beside him, urging Law to sit. 

“I didn’t take too long. If anything, I expected you to arrive later, considering you were probably in the middle of town,” Law replies as he sits down and settles Kikoku to his left. 

Law thinks they make quite a serene picture—two captains sitting beside each other on a moonlit night, overlooking the vast waters surrounding them. The cool, salty breeze wafts through the air and caresses their battle worn bodies in a familiar embrace, while the Sunny gently rocks itself on oceanic waves, lulling their worries for an ephemeral, vulnerable moment.

“So, what is it that you wanted to show me?” Law turns his head sideways to look at Luffy who is busy rummaging through his seemingly deep jean short pockets. 

“This!” Luffy pulls out crumpled but neatly folded sheets of paper and sticks it right in front of Law’s face. Law clicks his tongue and plucks the papers from Luffy’s hand, slightly smoothing down the crumpled surface on reflex, before unfolding it and reading its contents. 

“…What?” 

Law blinks once, twice, thrice, but the words on the paper don’t change no matter how many times he tries to seemingly reset his vision. He skims the paragraphs and oh, oh. Law can’t believe his eyes. His eyebrows furrow at the suggestive dialogue and rather compromising positions the characters are in, then a sigh escapes his lips without permission.

Having stories written about them is normal, expected even, given that they’ve amassed quite the reputation over the course of their adventure at the Grand Line. Stories about them depicted in a romantic manner however, are a different thing. Stories with salacious—

“So,”—he flaps the sheets of paper in front of Luffy’s face—“what was the purpose of you showing me this?”

Law feels Luffy grab his wrist and pull it sideward, a smiling face emerging from behind. 

“Well, I wanted you to read it to me!” 

“You, what?” 

“Are your ears okay? I said I want you to read it to me! I tried reading it for a little bit but the words wiggle out of the lines so I thought you could help me with it.” Luffy pinches his own ear and wiggles it to get his point across.

“Why me? You have perfectly capable and literate crewmates.” Law crosses his arms and wishes he had something to lean on, because his headache is already brewing and they’ve barely scraped the surface. 

“I saw our names in the story so I figured you were the best choice! It’s a story about us y’know?” Luffy shrugs, and Law thinks he should just shambles away at this point. 

Well, fuck. 

Law misses who he was minutes ago—the one who hasn’t read the damn story, the one who doesn’t know of the Straw Hats arrival. Because now he’s stuck with a man who’s curious about something he shouldn’t be curious about, and he’s the one who has to bear the unwelcome responsibility. 

Law steals a glance at Luffy who’s looking at him, thrumming his fingers on his knees, excitement palpable in the air. He hopes that Luffy’s curiosity isn’t that great because he’ll be damned if he has to read this… monstrosity out loud. But one look at Luffy’s face is all it takes and he knows he’s not getting out of this without reading at least a paragraph, so he sighs and relents. 

“Come on! It’ll be fun,” Luffy says and yep, no backing out now. 

Law clears his throat and looks at Luffy, whose gaze is expectant, and steels himself for the embarrassment he’s about to suffer from.

‘Luffy walked back to the Sunny with a hop to his step and a more than satisfied belly. As soon as the ship was on sight, he quickly noticed the Polar Tang docked near them, its yellow exterior glinting under the moonlight.’

Law steals a glance at Luffy, whose legs are leisurely sprawled out with his arms propping him up from behind, all while directly looking at him, his expectant gaze burning Law like a brand. He lets out a small huff, and continues reading. 

‘He decided to check if Law was there and invite him out. What he saw inside was Law sleeping on a chair, arms crossed and head knocked off to the side. His lips were slightly parted and Luffy couldn’t help but stare, his eyes tracing the curve of Law’s lips.’

Law lets out a tiny breath and looks at Luffy a second time, which is a big mistake. Luffy’s still staring at him, not at his eyes, but his lips—just like the story.

Luffy seems to notice the pause and flits his eyes up to Law’s, making him look back down on the stupid paper. He grits his teeth and purses his lips, in hopes that the weird tension he feels goes away soon, or better yet, Luffy gets bored and stops the whole thing.

The seconds stretch longer while Law’s thoughts fumble inside his brain, and he’s snapped out of his reverie as Luffy’s voice slices through the air.  

“Why’d you stop?” Luffy says, one of his eyebrows arched in discontent and his lips slightly downturned to a pout. 

“I don’t think this is appropriate, Mugiwara-ya.” Law absentmindedly fiddles with the corner of the page, letting his blunt nail scrape the surface.

“It’s just a story,” Luffy says as he crosses his arms.

“It’s… not just any story,” Law murmurs, and the Straw Hat just makes a dissatisfied noise at him.

Luffy suddenly stands up and snatches the papers from Law’s hands and says, “Well, fine, I’ll just make Robin read this to me!”

Law blanches at the thought of Robin reading that. She’ll surely bring it up and tease him at any given chance; the woman’s knowing gaze and remarks always have him feeling like an open book, something he’d rather never feel. So he quickly grabs Luffy’s wrist and contemplates his next course of action, sighing in defeat as he realizes, yet again, that he can’t ever say no to Luffy.

Law runs a hand over his face and says, “Fine, but don’t complain if it… sounds off.”

“Sure!” Luffy lights up and drops the papers on Law’s lap before sitting back down unceremoniously. The wind almost steals the bundle away, but Law’s reflexes are faster and he curses his fingers tightly grabbing the papers for letting the opportunity slip by.

Law clears his throat and glances at Luffy again, then he steels himself for further embarrassment as he scans the next few lines he’s about to read. 

‘Luffy walked towards the sleeping captain with nimble steps and stopped mere inches away. Law looked so serene, nothing like the scowl that was plastered on his face all the time.’

Law raises an eyebrow at the text and he hears the unmistakable chuckle of Luffy beside him.

‘He raised his hand and cupped Law’s cheek, which startled the man awake. Law looked at him with wild eyes, but soon enough his gaze softened upon recognizing the straw hat captain. Luffy rubbed his thumb on Law’s cheek and Law leaned into the touch.’

Law feels the heat of Luffy’s hand before the action registers in his brain. Luffy’s hand hovers his cheek, not quite touching. 

Law looks at him and his heart skips a beat. Luffy’s so quiet; his eyes are trained on him, expression asking for silent approval. His brain momentarily stops working and he feels a flush slowly adorn his face. Luffy continues staring at him—hand still stretched in the air—while waiting for an answer.  

Law feels stupid, stupidly impulsive. He wonders what Luffy is going to do next, how far he’s willing to take this. So he closes his eyes and rests his cheek on the waiting hand. A thumb rubs his cheek once, twice, then he hears a sigh in front of him. 

Law opens his eyes and is surprised to see a smiling Luffy—not the usual toothy grin, but a tender and vulnerable one.

“What are you doing?” Law whispers onto Luffy’s hand.

Luffy smiles bigger—his eyes forming crescents—and says, “What I want.”

Law lightly scoffs at him. Of course that’s what he’s doing, has been doing. What else could it be other than an indulgence of curiosity? He’s the only one whose heart and mind are in turmoil, and the cause of it all is no one else but the man who’s warmly cupping his cheek right now. The same man who will never look at him the way he wants him to. 

“Continue Torao,” Luffy says as he pats Law’s cheek twice. His eyes sparkling with renewed interest. 

Law hates how affected he is by all of this. Luffy’s just stringing him along because of another random whim yet here he is all flushed and bothered. If anything, his impeccable poker face is his saving grace and the Straw Hat doesn’t seem to notice anything amiss. Law sighs and closes his eyes, one two three, and opens them to continue reading. 

‘Didn’t expect me, did ya?’ Luffy said as he smiled at Law.

‘Definitely not,’ Law said with a raspy voice, his vocal cords unready after being jolted awake. 

‘How are you, Torao?’ Luffy asked as his other hand grabbed Law’s hand to intertwine them together. 

‘Horrible. Tired.’ Law nuzzled the hand cupping his cheek. 

He looked directly into Luffy's eyes and said, 'I missed you.’ Then he kissed the palm facing him. 

‘I missed you more,’ Luffy said as he gripped Law’s other hand tighter.

‘Childish,’ Law retorted with a small smile on his face.

‘Want me to make you feel better?’

Law stops reading and makes the third mistake of looking at Luffy, again. Why does he keep doing that? His heart’s pounding, he can actually feel the shift of tension in the air, and the look that Luffy’s giving him isn’t making things any better, so he looks away. The gentle warmth from the hand that’s cupping his cheek morphed into a searing heat, and Law feels dizzy from the contact. He wants to move away, shambles himself from this mess, but there’s an invisible string tying him down to his spot.

“Want me to make you feel better?”

Luffy suddenly grabs his other hand and intertwines their fingers together. Law goes rigid and whips his head to Luffy whose eyes seem darker, his gaze piercing. 

Ah, his pupils. Luffy’s irises are already so dark, and now it looks like his dilated pupils have swallowed it all up. 

Law’s heartbeat is deafening; he’s sure Luffy can hear it too. Luffy retracts the hand on his cheek and Law already misses the warmth of it, but he feels a new heat bloom and spread throughout his body, stemming from the hand that’s holding his—a hand he wants but is afraid to let go of. He hopes he isn’t blushing too much, but the warmth he feels on his entire being betrays him and he feels himself flush even more at the realization. 

Law feels fingers tap the back of his hand where they’re still intertwined and he snaps out of his daze. 

A dumb-sounding huh escapes his lips and Law is stumped; he can’t recall anything from the past ten minutes. 

“I said, do you want me to make you feel better?” Luffy reiterates, and the hand that was holding his cheek snakes around his waist and tugs him closer—their faces now a mere breath away. 

They’re breathing each other’s air, and Law feels like he’s suffocating—the need for space is great, but the need for Luffy’s touch on his body is even greater. He belatedly realizes that he’s touch-starved. Everything that Luffy has been showering him with during their time together,—the brush of knees, the hands on his shoulders, the press of another body on his back—he actually wants them all. What he thought to be unwelcome was actually what he’s been yearning for; he was just in denial.

“That’s not part of the story,” Law finally replies, and his voice sounds foreign even to his own ears—high and breathy. 

He sees Luffy’s eyes dart down to his lips, and the urge to angle his face just right settles in his addled brain. 

“Who cares about the story?” Luffy’s voice is gruff and Law realizes that maybe he’s not the only one affected after all. He sees Luffy wet his lips and he swallows in anticipation, and underlying fear. 

What will happen to them after this? Is this a one time thing? Will they act as if nothing happened? Will they dance around each other in an awkward waltz? Or will this develop into something more?

Law dismisses the last thought; Luffy doesn’t seem like one for romance. This moment between them will probably end up as a chapter to be filed away in Luffy’s archive of memories, a fun little snippet of his life only brought up in hushed whispers of the night. 

“I won’t do anything you don’t want.” Luffy’s voice startles him out of his reverie. Law looks up to see Luffy staring at him with a serious expression, the one he’s seen reserved for battle. 

Can I get my hopes up?

Will he allow this man to cradle his fragmented heart that has been clumsily sutured together by inexperienced hands? Will he subject himself again to the sufferings of a man in love?

The answer is a shaky breath and a brush of lips.

It was but a peck, a ghost of a touch, and yet Law sees himself stuck in that moment for eternity, replaying it over and over again.

Before he could process what just happened, Luffy is already chasing after him and their lips meet again. It’s still soft, still gentle with no heat attached to it, but this time they don’t part as fast. 

Law relishes in the warmth of another person. His hands are trembling and his body is no different, but Luffy comforts him with a reassuring grip on his hand and a soothing caress on his back. 

Luffy pulls away first and Law bites back the traitorous noise that almost escapes his throat. The comforting hand on Law’s back retracts itself and Law mourns the loss of its heat on his body.

Is it already over?  

Law didn’t peg himself as insatiable. But maybe it’s because he’s already had a taste, a sample of what could be. What kind of pirate would he be if he isn’t greedy for more?

Luffy tugs the forgotten papers from Law’s hand, his vice-like grip crumpling the battered paper even more. He lets go of the bundle and stretches his hand, trying to get back its feeling through the pins and needles. 

Law feels a hand wrap around his forearm, and he flits his eyes to look at the man in front of him. The silence probably stretches too long, and Luffy brings Law’s forearm to rest on his shoulder, then wraps his arm back on Law’s waist. 

Law is surprised by the action and a funny feeling settles in his stomach. With his anxiousness somewhat quelled, Law moves the hand hanging off a muscled shoulder to Luffy’s nape, gently carding through the short hair lining it. His action is rewarded by the sound of a soft groan from Luffy and his lips quirk the slightest bit upward.

Well, I guess I can play this game too. 

Feeling a wave of impulsivity wash over him, Law slides his hand from Luffy’s nape, to his shoulder. He lightly traces his collarbone, passes by his sternum, and eventually settles on his chest right above his heart. He can slightly feel Luffy’s heartbeat like this and he doesn’t need to measure Luffy’s bpm to know that it’s definitely faster than normal. Maybe it’s the moment, or maybe it’s Law himself, but being able to induce such a reaction from Luffy gives him a rush, so Law decides to amp up the antics some more. 

Law leans in, baring his neck right where Luffy’s mouth is, and brushes his lips on the shell of Luffy’s ear. 

“So,” he whispers and hears a choking sound. Cute.

“What else do you have in mind, Captain?”

Luffy suddenly hauls him up on his lap and a little yip escapes from Law’s lips. Now he’s sitting on Luffy, his knees bracketing strong thighs, and Law doesn’t know what to do after his provocation. Luffy slips his hand from where they were intertwined and grabs Law’s wrist to place it on his shoulder. With both of his forearms resting on Luffy’s shoulders, he decides to cross them together and pull them until he’s effectively caging Luffy in a half-hug. 

Law feels Luffy place both of his hands on his hips, his left pinky slipping in through the belt loop of his jeans. Luffy’s right hand presses against his lower back and the pressure causes Law to inadvertently have a full body shiver, his eyes shut closed and his head drops to his shoulder as a shaky sigh leaves his lips. 

He feels Luffy’s lips press a kiss on his collarbone and Law swallows down a whimper. Luffy continues his onslaught with soft kisses lining his neck until he reaches right below his ear where his jaw ends. Luffy nips his ear and tugs on the piercings adorning it. Law soon feels a hot, wet tongue lick his lobe and his shoulders tense up as an unadulterated whine escapes his throat. The noise is rewarded with a bite to his lobe and wet kisses that trail the shell of his ear. 

Law feels Luffy pull away the slightest bit, and before he could think about the implications of it, Luffy whispers, “What do you wanna do Torao?”

“We can do whatever you want.” Another kiss to the back of his ear. 

What does he want? Law hasn’t thought this through, and he definitely doesn’t have the brain capacity to do so right at this moment when he’s currently perched on Luffy’s lap, his memory supplying him of the few kisses shared between their lips, and even more kisses that were planted on his ears and neck. 

The ball is completely in Law’s court and he has all the power to call the shots. Luffy gave him a choice, and Law is stumped on what to do. He belatedly realizes that they’ve been outside the whole time, sitting on the figurehead for anyone to see, and what if someone did see? They’d probably be at the front page of the newspaper by tomorrow, a warped story of a tryst between two of the most popular supernovas delivered around the world by the News Coo. 

The hand on his lower back makes its presence known when it slowly trails up his spine and Law shies away from the touch, arching his body forward, which basically closes the little distance they had from each other. With their chests now touching, Law can’t decipher whose heartbeat is racing so wildly, or maybe they’re both so high-strung that they form an arrhythmic cacophony only audible to them. 

“I—,” Law opens his eyes as best as he can, and he finds Luffy staring at him despite his blurred vision. His face is so close, he can just move up the tiniest bit and their lips would meet again, but Law doesn’t do anything. 

Luffy though, makes the decision for him. He kisses him with want, with need, with heat. Gone are the soft, gentle kisses from earlier, now replaced with passionate nips and licks that surprise Law, so his mouth slightly opens with a gasp and Luffy takes advantage of that. It’s hot, wet, and fucking amazing. A full body shudder racks through Law’s entirety as he moans into the kiss and Luffy groans right back at him, his hands running along his hips, his back, and Law’s mind is slowly clouding from the heat and the pleasure. 

Luffy drags him even closer, and Law has enough clarity in him to realize that he’s now sitting on Luffy’s cock—a big, hard cock that makes him break the kiss to salivate and whine, mindlessly grinding down to feel something despite the thick and rough texture of his jeans. 

“Fuck, Torao, what’s gotten into you?” Luffy’s voice is gruff and it sounds like he’s holding on to the little control he has left, an admirable feat for a man such as himself. 

Law continues grinding down on Luffy, small whimpers and high bitten off noises escaping his throat at each downward slide. Law pulls his arms tighter on Luffy’s shoulders and he’s properly hugging Luffy now, kissing his ear and his neck after every tiny moan and breathy sigh that leaves his lips. It’s not enough, his jeans are in the way and he wants more. He wants Luffy’s hands on his chest, his thighs, inside him, and Law whines out loud at the thought. 

“Fuck!” Luffy shouts, and Law feels Luffy grab him by the hips, stilling him from all movement. He realizes he closed his eyes again, so he opens them and sees Luffy with a serious expression, his jaw is clenched tight and his eyebrows are furrowed in thought. Ah, he looks cute. 

Luffy forcefully grabs his jaw and he moans at the pressure. Any form of skin to skin contact is clouding Law’s sense of judgment, the haze in his head obscuring the ability to think, and the only thought left behind is the want for Luffy’s hands and lips all over him. 

“Law, look at me.” Law tries his best to focus his vision on the man in front of him, but tears have welled up in his eyes and he can barely see Luffy’s face no matter how close they are.

“What do you want?” he asks again, and Law’s brain is already on overdrive. Everything simultaneously feels like too much and not enough. The ridiculously overwhelming need to flee and the desire to succumb to the yearning he’s been harboring for the Straw Hat captain rattles around in Law’s clouded brain. 

“L-Luffy-ya.” Law blinks and hot, unbidden tears stream down his face, his vision finally clearing enough to see Luffy biting his lower lip in anticipation. 

“I— want you, please—” He detaches his arms from Luffy’s neck and cradles Luffy’s face with his hands. He plants a tender, fleeting kiss on Luffy’s lips and sighs. “Baby.”

Law yelps as Luffy manhandles him into a princess carry, his arms reflexively latching onto Luffy’s neck for balance and safety. Luffy leaps from the figurehead onto the deck and walks briskly all the way to the men’s quarters, hurriedly going down the steps and opening a door. 

Luffy tosses Law onto the lower bunk bed, the poor thing swinging and creaking like crazy from the sudden weight. If Law felt dizzy before from the overwhelming whirlwind of emotions, now he just feels slightly sober and disoriented from the rocking of the bed.

“Mugiwara-ya, this isn’t going to—”

Law’s words get stuck in his throat before he can fully sit up because Luffy is already stripping in front of him. His straw hat’s already gone, revealing dark, unruly hair that sticks up in different directions. He takes off his vest next, shrugging the sleeves from his arms and tossing it onto the random pile of clothes near the sofa. His fingers settle on the button of his shorts and Law eyes the movement, mouth salivating in anticipation. But instead, Luffy flops his arms to the side and walks toward the bed. He places one arm on the top bunk and crouches down to be eye level with Law.

“Wanna open it for me, Torao?” Luffy smirks as he teases Law with a tug to his shorts, the action slightly showing the underwear hidden beneath. 

If Law was in his right mind, he would’ve gotten mad. He would’ve called Luffy crazy, would have probably told him to get lost or maybe turn the tables and make him beg for it. But no, Law’s had enough teasing, enough of hesitancy, and he’s here to take what he wants. 

So Law crawls out of the bunk and pushes Luffy’s chest away. He sees Luffy’s eyebrows furrow in uncertainty, but his expression quickly contorts into one of surprise as Law kneels on the ground with his hands on his thighs, palms facing upward, and his neck tilted to meet Luffy’s gaze.

Law stares at Luffy’s face despite the aching need to just get on with it and take what he wants, unlike his earlier conviction. It feels like he needs permission and Law can’t place the reason why. So he waits, with restlessness and impatience, but he waits.

Luffy’s mouth turns into a wide grin, his eyes smiling into crescents, and Law thinks there’s no one more beautiful out there than the man towering over him right now. The scar below his eye, the big X on his chest, the tiny lines that litter his battle worn body and the still-healing wounds—they’re all beautiful. His big, ever-curious eyes and his deceptively lanky body which packs an otherworldly strength—he adores this man. 

Luffy cards his fingers through Law’s hair and Law leans into the touch, a pleasant rumble escaping his throat. His eyes close at every point of contact, sweet pleasure coursing through his veins through the warmth of Luffy’s touch. Luffy tugs the short hairs at Law’s nape and he shivers, static ringing in his ears as his brain turns into an even more muddled mess. 

“Torao,” Luffy calls him, but he doesn’t respond—can’t respond. His body feels heavy, his brain feels like mush, and he wants to reply even with a simple ‘yeah’ but he feels comfortable with how he is now. It’s like a switch suddenly got flipped; the burning in his core dying out to embers in a fire. He can still feel it, but it’s been overshadowed by the warmth seeping into his bones.

“Law,” Luffy calls him again, and Law musters enough strength to open his eyes halfway. He sees Luffy who’s still smiling at him, the hand on his nape sliding over to cup his cheek. He feels a thumb caress the skin near his eyes and Luffy must be tracing the tears he shed from earlier. 

“Do you wanna continue?” Luffy asks him as his chin is lifted. A thumb caresses over his bottom lip and Law has half a mind to dart his tongue out and lick the pad of Luffy’s thumb. He sucks on it once and takes his thumb all the way to the knuckle, saliva coating it with each suck and press of his tongue. He slowly retracts with a slurp and releases the thumb with a loud pop, followed by an audible swallow of saliva and a pleased sigh to wrap it up. 

Law ponders the question Luffy asked him as he tilts his head to the right in thought. Luffy’s other hand traces along his face—his eyebrows, his nose, and his lips, before stopping in front of his throat, the lightest touch forcing an unexpected whimper out of his mouth. Law’s mind blanks out but he quickly remembers the question, does he want to continue? Law feels safe and comfortable, but he suddenly remembers that this might be his only chance with Luffy, so he decides to go for it and consequences be damned on a later date. 

“I–” Law’s voice is scratchy from disuse, so he swallows enough spit to hopefully make his voice clearer.

“I want to continue,” he finally rasps out, and Luffy tugs him closer to his crotch.

Law looks up at Luffy and they engage in a silent conversation. Equally dark eyes stare at each other and when Luffy finally nods, he takes that as his cue.

Law raises his trembling hands to unbutton Luffy’s shorts, the moment sobering him up a little bit. With a lot of effort and fumbling, he manages to open and unzip Luffy’s shorts. He tugs it down and he’s met with Luffy’s underwear, a small wet patch staining the front. 

“I couldn’t help it. Do you even know what you look like?” Luffy says, and no, Law doesn’t know, so he shakes his head and looks back up at Luffy.

“See? That. Ugh, you’re too sexy and you’re not even trying.” Luffy runs a hand over his face and slides it up towards his hair. 

Sexy? He thinks I’m sexy?

Law smiles at the compliment and Luffy groans above him. The thumb on his throat presses harder and a small choking sound escapes him, to which Luffy raises an eyebrow at. He seems to dismiss the thought though, because he’s pushing Law towards his crotch again and Law can feel the heat emanating from the cock in front of him despite the fabric covering it. 

“Well, I’m all yours, baby.” Luffy lightly squeezes his throat before letting go and Law moans at the pressure. A question mark rattles in Law’s head, why ‘baby’? But he files it at the back of his mind for later. 

Law grabs the sides of Luffy’s thighs as he mouths at his covered cock, pressing open mouthed kisses along the length of it. He hears soft groans above him and that spurs him on to do better, to prompt more reactions from Luffy, so he lightly grazes his teeth on it but Luffy’s hand suddenly yanks his hair back and a surprised yelp escapes Law’s lips.

“Stop that,” Luffy growls, but Law is just confused by the reaction.

“Stop what?” Law caresses and taps on Luffy’s thighs, his fingers rhythmically sinking onto the flesh one by one.

“Teasing me,” Luffy whines, but that wasn’t really Law’s intention. He surges forward to press a soft trail of kisses from Luffy’s belly button, all the way to the waistband of Luffy’s boxers, then he bites the elastic with his teeth. 

“Okay?” Law asks, but it comes out more muffled than anything. He sees something shake from the corner of his eye and is surprised to see Luffy’s other hand shaking, his knuckles white from the intense grip. 

Luffy sighs and pats Law’s head. “Take what you want.”

Law nods and pulls the waistband of Luffy’s boxers down, his hands helping him tug it down the curve of Luffy’s ass. His cock bobs out and slaps his cheek, prompting a soft moan out of his lips. Law holds the base of Luffy’s cock and he marvels at the look of it. It’s long, thick, and uncut, just the way he likes it. The intoxicating smell of Luffy’s cock and precum assault Law’s senses and he feels saliva pool in his mouth; he’s fucking starving. 

Law kisses the tip of Luffy’s cock, mouthing and sucking the precum dripping out as it coats his lips. He presses open mouthed kisses along the length, licking and slathering it with more spit in between, pride surging through his body as Luffy jerks every now and then.

He presses a final kiss to Luffy’s groin and leans back. He removes his hand from Luffy’s cock and brings it to his mouth, letting his spit drip and coat his palm, then he begins slathering the length with saliva. Luffy groans above him, his hand scratching Law’s scalp in soft motions that have him biting his lip, and Law deeply sighs from content. 

He pumps Luffy’s cock up and down, experimenting with the pressure of his hand, and Luffy starts thrusting back. More precum oozes out of the tip and Law laps it up, his tongue circling the underside of his cock and Luffy moans, his hand tightening its grip on Law’s scalp. He pulls back the foreskin and sucks on the tip, causing Luffy to jerk and shove his cock inside Law’s mouth. 

Law gasps at the intrusion but he quickly regains himself and breathes in through his nose. He pools saliva in his mouth and sinks down on Luffy’s cock inch by inch, sucking, slurping, and moaning around it until his lips touch his hand pumping the rest of Luffy’s length. He moves his hand to Luffy’s thigh and to shake things up, he bottoms out on Luffy with one push. 

“Fuck!” Luffy shouts, and the hand on his scalp switches between pain and pleasure. 

Tears well up in Law’s eyes because it feels so good. He can feel Luffy’s thick cock throb in his throat and he moans around it, causing Luffy to jerk and slide his cock, forcing more of his length down Law’s throat. Law cries with pure bliss, the overwhelming yet comfortable feeling of getting stuffed full settles deep in his bones and he looks back up at Luffy as if he’s searching for some sort of approval. That he did a good job, that he’s a good boy.

Luffy wipes off his tears with his thumbs and the expression on his face prompts a thunderous beat in his heart. Luffy’s looking at him like he’s precious and Law decides he wants to delude himself tonight—that Luffy loves and adores him. So he grabs one of Luffy’s hands and intertwines it with his own, his thumb caressing as much skin as he can.

He stares and keeps eye contact with Luffy as he moves back a bit, the thick cock lodged in his throat slightly sliding out before he bobs his head back down tantalizingly slow. Each frustrating little centimeter is accompanied by a pucker of his lips and a slurp of his mouth, and Law delights himself at the look on Luffy’s face. His face is scrunched up, his lips are pursed in a straight line, his jaw is all clenched up, and most importantly, Luffy looks like he’s about to lose control. 

Law closes his eyes and breathes through his nose as he bottoms out for a second time. Luffy plays with his hair while he traces his facial features again and Law just feels immensely blissed out. He hasn’t had a thick, fat cock plugging him up in ages and it just feels so good, even more so that it’s Luffy’s, not just some random guy in a pub. He feels it pulsating, jerking every now and then with unbelievable restraint, and Law swallows around it with a moan, relishing in the feeling of a hot cock in his throat. He wants to stay there with his throat stuffed to the brim and he can already feel sleep seeping into his bones when he’s suddenly pulled off of Luffy’s cock.

Law whines at the loss and he tries to put it back in his mouth, but Luffy’s hands keep him in place.

“Torao, I’ve been extra patient tonight.” Law shivers at the tone of Luffy’s voice. He’s never heard him like this before and he raises his head in silent compliance. 

“And I can’t handle it anymore,” Luffy says, and Law slumps on his knees. Does that mean he doesn’t want him anymore? Was he doing a bad job?

Luffy seems to notice his internal plight and coos at him with a soft voice. 

“No, baby, you’re doing so well. So good for me. It’s just—,” Luffy runs a hand over his face and he sighs deeply. “I’m about to cum and I haven’t even done anything for you yet.” 

Oh.

Law perks up at the revelation and a giggle bubbles up his throat. Luffy’s looking at him like he’s gone crazy but a smile just settles on Law’s face. 

“It’s okay baby,” Law whispers. Luffy’s grip on him has loosened up so he leans in to kiss the tip of his cock, rewarding him with another groan from Luffy.

“You can cum down my throat.” Law sucks on the head of Luffy’s cock once, twice, and leans back.

“I like it.” He bats his eyelashes at Luffy as he opens his mouth to stick his tongue out, and that’s all it takes for Luffy to finally grab his head and force him down his cock.

Law moans at the sudden intrusion as his throat struggles to accommodate something so thick without carefully inching down, but the feeling of Luffy’s cock sliding in and out of his throat has Law spilling fresh, hot tears while he moans at each forceful thrust. It feels so good that his ears are ringing, the only thing he can hear amidst the static are his own moans and occasionally the sound of Luffy grunting above him. 

He feels used, like a cock sleeve whose only purpose is to satisfy the man towering over him. He’s reduced to nothing but a tight throat as he swallows around his cock, just taking whatever is given to him.

He vaguely hears Luffy moan, saying things like ‘fuck’ and ‘so good’, and suddenly Luffy’s pace gets faster, rougher. He’s thoroughly facefucking him now and Law feels his body heat up all over. It’s wet, sloppy, and Law’s mouth is nothing but a hole to thrust and come into, the thought riling him up to an impossible degree.

“I’m close—,” Luffy rasps out, and Law sucks and slurps around Luffy’s cock as best as he can. He gently fondles his neglected balls and Luffy’s cock jerks in his mouth so he does it again. Luffy’s pace becomes erratic as a stream of curses flow out of his mouth. 

“Law—” is the only cue he gets before Luffy cums. Hot, thick cum spurts and pours down Law’s throat while his body shudders, his vision whites out, and his ears lose all sense of hearing. 

Law vaguely registers the feeling of Luffy’s cock leaving his throat, and he gulps down the cum in his mouth on reflex. His vision and hearing haven’t come back yet but he feels Luffy scoop him up from the floor and lay him on the swinging bed. A wave of exhaustion hits him but he strangely feels sated even though he didn’t get to cum. 

As Law recovers from the haze, he realizes that he didn’t care about himself at all. Normally his cunt would’ve been aching and throbbing but his mind registered none of that. He should be wet, right? Law flushes at the realization that his brain fully focused itself on Luffy, completely forgoing his own body’s needs. A dull ache on his knees steals his attention and Law curses at himself for kneeling too long on a hard surface without anything to support him. He’s going to feel this for days and maybe it isn’t too bad for a souvenir.  

Law is jolted from his thoughts when he feels a hand cradle his cheek. He opens his eyes to see Luffy smiling at him and he sees his mouth moving but the numbness of his ears just muffles everything into a garbled mishmash of sounds.

“I can’t hear you,” Law hopefully says, because he can’t even hear himself. Luffy thankfully understands and he proceeds to rub his hands all over Law’s body, rough palms soothing overheated skin. 

After a few minutes, Law can finally hear again so he calls out to Luffy.

“Luff—,” Law coughs, and his voice sounds so wrecked. He should have expected it considering the strain his throat experienced earlier and the lack of water to soothe him, but he didn’t think he could ever sound that bad. Luffy stretches out one of his hands to grab a glass of water while his other hand steadies Law to help him sit. Luffy gives him the glass and Law gulps it down, the cool water soothing his abused throat. 

“Torao, you were so good,” Luffy softly says as he takes the glass from Law’s hand and plants a kiss on his forehead. Law sheepishly looks away and purses his lips but he’s sure his face is giving him away by the warmth he feels in his cheeks. 

“Do you wanna continue?” Luffy asks, and Law lets out a resounding ‘huh’ because aren’t they finished? 

“Don’t look at me like that. I haven’t done anything for you!” Luffy looks like a sad, guilty puppy whose ears are flopped down and Law suppresses the urge to chuckle. 

“It’s okay, you don’t have to do anything.” He pats Luffy’s head twice and slides his hand down to cup his cheek.

“But I want to.” And there’s that look again, the one with fierce determination, and Law feels like he’s about to get gobbled up.

Law thinks for a moment and sighs. “Not too rough, okay?”

Luffy hauls him up from the bed and he finally sees what Luffy has presumably been preparing while he was out. Law can’t help the laugh that escapes his throat at the unbelievable sight. The low table now has pillows and blankets on it like a makeshift bed; Luffy probably stole the beddings from the other bunks and placed them all there for his comfort. It’s cute and thoughtful, really.

“I tried okay,” Luffy grumbles as he lays Law down on the sheets. Law presses a chaste kiss on Luffy’s lips and Luffy’s giggle bounces around the room.

“You know Torao, I like this side of you. I mean, I like the ‘normal’ you, so this is a… too! Yeah, I like this side of you too!” Law’s breath gets stuck in his throat and he can hear his blood pumping in his ears. What did Luffy just say?

“Like, as a friend?” Law nervously asks, because this is Luffy, and he likes most people. 

“Well, duh?” Luffy says as a matter of fact, and Law can’t hide the way his body deflates at the admission. Of course that’s how it is, what was he even expecting?

“Oh! I like you Torao!” Luffy hurriedly says and Law is just confused why he needs to repeat it, break his heart even more. 

“As a friend right?” he asks again, confusion actively painting his face. 

“No, as in, I love you!” Luffy says, slight annoyance tinging his words. 

“… As a friend?”

“Torao you’re being difficult. It’s the ‘I want you to be my boyfriend’ kind of love.” Luffy cups Law’s face and they stare at each other's eyes for what feels like ages. Law can see his reflection in Luffy’s dark, blown-out eyes and he realizes that he’s serious. 

“Oh.”

“Yeah, ‘oh’. So! Whaddya say?” Luffy grins at him all toothy, his eyes disappearing as the apples of his cheeks round out. The tips of Luffy’s ears are tinged pink and Law lets himself touch the shell of it.

“I mean— since when?” Law asks, and Luffy’s face scrunches up in thought. He continues caressing Luffy’s ear, experimentally stretching it every now and then.

“I don’t know! I just woke up one day and saw you then I got this funny feeling in my stomach so I asked Robin if I got a tummy ache.” Law internally cringes at the thought that Robin does know something already and if the stars aligned the way he dislikes, she was probably the one who gave Luffy the stupid fanfiction in the first place. 

“Turns out, I’m in love!” Luffy kisses his forehead and leans back to look at him. Law feels butterflies fluttering in his stomach and he’s definitely the one who has the ‘tummy ache’ right now. 

“And I love you! What about you?”

“I—” Law draws in a sharp breath. It’s all or nothing, and he’s about to say the most vulnerable words he’ll ever utter in his lifetime. 

“I love you.” He looks directly at Luffy’s eyes. “More than you can imagine.”

Luffy leans in to kiss him and Law whimpers as Luffy deepens the kiss immediately. He’s biting him then he’s licking all over his mouth and Law can’t keep up with the sudden intensity. 

Luffy detaches himself and lathers Law’s neck with open mouthed kisses, nipping and sucking at the thin skin that’s sure to leave marks behind. Law revels at the fact that Luffy’s marking him up for everyone to see, but he also remembers that he has to wear his feathery high neck sweater for days. 

Luffy unbuttons Law’s shirt and tosses it off to the side and Law immediately feels better. The cool sensation of air hitting his body makes him shudder since he'd been clothed all this time and the feeling of his clothes rubbing on him wasn’t exactly pleasurable. 

Warm, calloused hands explore Law’s torso as Luffy leaves a trail of kisses from his neck, all the way to the middle of his chest. Law gasps as Luffy suddenly licks his nipple, the warm and wet feeling wholly foreign. Luffy laves it with spit and sucks on it, eliciting soft moans from Law. Luffy’s tongue flicks the hardened bud then he lightly grazes his teeth on it and Law cries out, the sensation way better than the twist and tug of his own fingers. Luffy pulls back and blows on the wet bud, making Law shiver and arch his chest from the sudden change in temperature.

The heat reignites in Law’s body and this time he’s fully aware of himself. He can feel the ridiculous and uncomfortable wetness in his pants and he suddenly remembers their conversation from earlier. 

Law tugs on a belt loop of his jeans and asks, “So, wanna open it for me, Mugiwara-ya?”

He lips contort to a smirk when Luffy yanks his jeans open, and thankfully the button is still intact. Luffy pulls his zipper down and tries to tug his jeans off but they’re way too tight to do it with ease.

“Torao,” Luffy whines, and Law takes mercy on him by shimmying off his jeans himself. He can only do so much since he’s lying down, so Luffy tugs it off completely from his thighs. 

Law shivers as cool air hits his soaked panties. The dampness is uncomfortable and he wishes Luffy would just remove them already, yet here Luffy is, staring at the damn cloth like it’s some sort of new discovery.

“Mugiwara-ya, what’s wrong?” he asks, but Luffy doesn’t answer him. Instead, he feels a finger trace over his clothed slit and he involuntarily bucks his hips upward. Embarrassment coats his body and he looks to the side out of reflex.

“Torao, you came earlier.” Law doubts his ears because what Luffy just said doesn’t seem right. 

“I— what?” he stammers out, and he cringes at himself for stumbling over his words. 

“Your underwear is so wet, it’s impossible that you didn’t come on it.” Luffy cups his pussy while a finger digs into his hole, a ragged moan tumbling out of his lips. “Didn’t you kinda pass out earlier? That was definitely it.”

Law flushes at the revelation and he tries to close his legs but Luffy’s arm blocks him from doing so. Luffy hooks his fingers on the waistband of Law’s panties and tugs them off, Luffy’s shocked gasp following right after. He feels two strong hands spread his legs and Law’s cunt visibly clenches.

“Oh, Torao.” Luffy’s voice is heavily laced with desire and Law feels his arousal drip down from his slit. 

Luffy slides two fingers along his folds and Law swallows down a whine. His teeth bite down on his lower lip and his hands restlessly grip on the sheets. Luffy continues stroking his labia, occasionally dipping into his cunt but not quite breaching, and Law can’t fight back the whimpers that tumble out of his mouth. The teasing is slowly getting to him as he feels his cunt clench on nothing, the burning need to have something, anything inside him is becoming unbearable and legitimately painful, so he claws at Luffy’s wrist and pouts the best he can.

“L-Luffy-ya,” Law whimpers, and Luffy’s body jerks above him. Law silently celebrates his victory, and he flutters his eyelashes over half-lidded eyes.

“Don’t you want to know”—he bends his leg so that his foot can touch Luffy’s clothed cock—“what it feels like to fuck a pussy?” 

Law moans out loud as Luffy suddenly plunges a thick finger inside his aching cunt. His finger is way thicker than Law’s and even just one fills him in a way that has his mouth watering. Luffy slides his finger in and out and Law grinds his hips down on it, not liking the feeling of emptiness when Luffy retracts his finger. 

A second finger enters Law and he mewls at the stretch. He hasn’t had the time to touch himself the last few weeks and finally having something stretching and scissoring him open has him squirming on the sheets, high pitched moans bubbling out of his throat. Luffy’s other hand is clenched in a fist and he places it on Law’s lower abdomen, then he pushes down hard. A surprised moan rips itself out of Law’s throat because what was that? Luffy continues thrusting his fingers in and out as he pushes down again, and Law’s hips buck up into the touch.

Luffy just chuckles at him and Law has a wicked idea to just steal Luffy’s dick and use it as a dildo but he files the thought for later. He wants that cock in him now, two fingers just won’t cut it.

Law crosses his arms over Luffy’s neck and tugs him close. He nips and licks on Luffy’s ear but Luffy temporarily stops thrusting his fingers into Law. Law whimpers at the lack of movement then he involuntarily clenches as he realizes he’s basically warming two fingers with his cunt. 

“Luffy-ya,” he whispers. His voice carefully trained to sound low, needy, and irresistible. 

“If you don’t hurry up, I’ll go find another man to come and knock me up.” 

Luffy growls and a bruising grip pincers Law’s waist. Luffy looks mad, and Law wasn’t going for mad, he just wanted to speed things up. The grip on his waist is bound to leave purple marks and every time he looks at it, he’ll be reminded of everything that happened today.

“You’re mine, Law. Nobody else’s.” Luffy's brows are furrowed in displeasure and a wave of possessiveness washes over Law’s entirety. “I’ll rip anyone who tries to touch you.”

Law feels himself clench again and he’s about to reach his breaking point.

“Then prove it, Captain.”

Luffy flips Law over and yanks his hips upward. His ass and pussy are on full display and Law sighs because finally, finally, he’s about to get fucked. 

Luffy pumps his fingers in Law’s cunt and Law moans at the sudden movement. The stretch still burns the slightest bit but Law just loves the sensation of being stretched so full and filled so deep. He arches his back and wiggles his ass in a display of submission in hopes that Luffy would just get on with it already.

Luffy pulls out his fingers and Law whines at the loss, but when he hears the rustling of clothes behind him a smirk paints his lips. Law arches his back as much as possible, then he humps the air in a vain attempt of imagining Luffy’s cock pounding in and out of him. Luffy groans from behind him and a firm hand settles on the dip of his back to stop him from moving. 

Law feels the heat of Luffy’s cock as he teasingly slides it between his folds. High pitched mewls tumble out of Law’s lips and he hears Luffy chuckle behind him like this is funny.

His long cock taps his clit and shocks of pleasure course through Law’s body because his clit is finally getting some stimulation. Luffy continues sliding and slicking himself on his wet folds while Law feels himself going crazier by the second. He tries to rock back on Luffy’s cock but the hand holding him in place isn’t budging at all, so he has no choice but to whine and whimper, just take what’s given to him. 

“Ready baby?” Luffy asks as the tip of his cock lightly dips into Law’s cunt. Law opens his mouth on a throaty moan and drool drips down into the sheets below. 

“Yes, yes, Luffy— baby, please,” Law begs as tears well in his eyes again, the sheer amount of it threatening to drop from his eyelashes. His body is quivering in anticipation and the tip is literally right there, and Law grinds his teeth together because he didn’t expect Luffy to be some next level tease.

“You asked for this.” Is the last thing Luffy says before he bottoms out in one thrust and Law screams at the sudden stretch. It burns, it hurts. He hasn’t been fucked in ages and Luffy’s cock is so fucking thick but it hurts so good. He feels his cunt clench and milk Luffy’s length, the pleasure forcing loud moans out of his lips. Tears blur Law’s vision and his chest heaves as he tries to stabilize his breathing. 

“Fuck, Torao, you’re so tight.” Luffy’s voice is breathless and Law feels pride surge in his chest for making Luffy sound that way. Hearing him say he’s tight turns Law on even more, the words going straight to his core. His walls keep pulsating around Luffy’s cock and he’s rewarded with more of Luffy’s pleasured groans. It still hurts but he looks back at Luffy with tear stained cheeks and bitten lips, rocking back on the cock stuffing him full.

Luffy takes that as his cue and draws back until only the tip is left, then he forcefully drives back in. Law’s brain feels like mush and all he can think of is the slide of Luffy’s cock inside his tight cunt and the obnoxiously loud noise of their fucking. Luffy’s pace is rough, relentless, and Law is on cloud nine. Luffy’s just taking what he wants and Law feels like a custom made hole for Luffy’s personal use and he whines and drools as he feels the build up of an orgasm within him.

But it’s not enough. 

Law’s body keeps moving forward from the force of Luffy’s thrusts and if not for the hand holding him in place, he would’ve slid off the table ages ago. Luffy’s groaning and growling behind him; he sounds fucking animalistic and Law’s throat feels so abused from the blowjob and the endless string of moans and mewls that keep tumbling out of his mouth. Luffy’s pace becomes erratic and Law can feel his cock grow even harder inside him. He’s suddenly hit with the overwhelming desire to taste Luffy’s cum on his tongue. 

Fuck.

“Will you— come for me baby?” Law manages to rasp out. He feels more slick drip out of his pussy at the thought of getting stuffed full of cum and he whines from his own imagination. 

“Fuck!” Luffy shouts, and he thrusts in and out of Law even harder, even faster, and Law is right at the cusp of his orgasm but it still isn’t enough.

“I’m close...!” Luffy gasps out, and Law starts crying harder because there’s no way he’s coming out of this unsated.

“Luffy! Please— my clit—” Luffy’s hand immediately snakes down to Law’s neglected clit and he rubs hard. He draws circles on the hard nub and the wet slide of Luffy’s fingers from his own slick has Law’s body trembling in pleasure.

“Where do you want it baby?”

“Inside! Please, Luffy. I want it—” Law thrashes in Luffy’s hold and he’s so, so close. He wishes he could kiss Luffy right now, nip his bottom lip and suck on his tongue. 

Luffy’s pace loses all sense of rhythm and he shouts Law’s name before thick, hot spurts of cum shoot inside Law’s cunt. The overwhelming feeling of cum spurting in his cunt makes Law wail and cum right after, his orgasm making stars dance in his vision and static ring in his ears. His high lasts so long that it feels inhuman and his body trembles after the immense strain of sex. He feels Luffy flip him on his back and his lips are immediately captured in a gentle yet passionate kiss. 

“Thank you baby,” Law rasps out, and he plants chaste kisses on Luffy’s forehead, the scar under his eye, and his nose. Luffy just hums an affirmative noise and Law feels Luffy draw his cock out of his cunt. 

“No! Don’t pull out. Wanna feel you,” he hurriedly says as he latches his arms around Luffy’s neck and he faintly hears Luffy groan above him through the numbness of his ears. 

Law’s vision finally comes back and he can finally appreciate what Luffy looks like after sex. His cheeks are flushed, his hair’s a mess, there’s a trail of drool on his chin, and his body’s covered in a sheen of sweat. He looks ridiculous, and goddamn beautiful. 

Luffy suddenly switches their position so that Law’s on top of Luffy while they both lay down on the makeshift bed. Law feels Luffy’s cock shift inside and he whines as cum traitorously leaks out of him. He wants it all inside, he wants to feel full. Luffy kisses the top of his head and cards his fingers through his hair. 

“It’s okay Torao, I can fill you up again later,” Luffy whispers as his finger scoops up the cum dripping out of him. He brings his finger to Law’s mouth and Law sucks on it with glee, his cunt clenching on the promise of getting stuffed again. 

“So, how was it?” Luffy asks as his hands caress along the planes of Law’s body, soothing the tired muscles beneath. He feels warm, sated, happy, and Law could utter an endless amount of praises but he just feels so tired.

“Loved it.” Law plants a soft kiss on Luffy’s jaw as sleep envelops him. “Love you.”

“I love you too Torao.”