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Law knows the age difference makes Corazon uncomfortable; it shows any time they go out on dates. He squirms in his seat uncomfortably; Law’s nineteen, and Cora is thirty-four. A fifteen-year age gap. Unlike Cora, Law couldn't care less; he didn't care about the looks they got. But Cora did; he couldn't stand the looks when they got back to their shared apartment. Corazon couldn't help but ask, “Are you sure I'm not too old for you? I mean, by the time you're twenty-five, I’m already gonna be forty,” or he would say things like, “You deserve someone younger, more your speed.” Law knows he means well, but it hurts to know that Cora feels so bad about himself.
If anything, the only time Law pays any mind to the age gap, all he can do is think about him aging like a fine wine, getting deeper and more complex with age. Sure, Cora’s hot now, but Law can only imagine how unbelievably sexy he would look at forty. Just the thought of the older man getting hotter turns him on beyond belief. He's suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when the door of their shared apartment is thrown open, and he sees Cora’s lanky figure standing in the doorway, flashing that same dopey grin that pulled Law to him in the first place.
“Hey Law, I thought you’d still be asleep by now.” His tone is full of curiosity, clearly looking for an answer from the younger man. Law smiles.
“I was waiting for you to get back; the bed gets so cold without you here.” Law gets up from his spot on the couch, revealing his too-short spotted pajama shorts and one of Corazon’s shirts, clearly too big for the boy as it reveals his shoulder, and strides over to where Cora is standing. He wraps his arms around the taller man’s waist and begins to speak again.
“You need to tell him to stop having you work so late at night.” He can feel Cora shift and begin to walk the both of them back to the living room. He places his bag on the coffee table and sits Law on the couch before sitting down right next to him.
“It's only for a little longer; Doffy and I are trying to finish scheduling the annual banquet,” he brings Law closer, tucking him into his side, “and besides, it's all gonna be worth it in the end, all of the late nights working, the fatigue, and the stress, it's all gonna be worth it.” He smiles down at Law, and the younger man folds.
“You’re right, I'm sure it's all gonna be worth it in the end, but he better give you some time off after this; I'm tired of having to fall asleep in a cold bed.” Law's tone is playful, but Cora knows underneath it he's hurting, and Cora’s hurting too; he can't stand being away from Law for so long.
“I'm glad you understand, Law,” he leans down and presses a kiss to Law’s chapped lips, and Law wraps his arms around his neck, dragging the taller man on top of him, deepening the kiss. Corazon moans into it. Law pulls away and stares into his lover's deep maroon eyes.
“Let's get somewhere more comfortable.” His voice is dazed, like his head is still high in the clouds.
Corazon nods and picks the smaller man up, carrying him to the bedroom. Just a few short steps and they’re inside the room. Corazon sets Law down at the edge of the bed, and Law can see the look of guilt in his eyes. He reaches up and grabs Cora’s face with both hands.
"Look at me," Cora follows the command; a bead of sweat runs down his forehead. "This is fine; we are two consenting adults. You didn't pressure me into this." He pulls Cora into a steamy kiss; it's all teeth and tongue. Law bites Corazon’s bottom lip, the action forcing a moan out of him. Suddenly, Corazon feels himself shift, and suddenly small hands force him onto the bed, the mattress soft beneath him. He looks up, and he sees the culprit, Law.
His face turns red with embarrassment as he stares into those beautiful gold eyes. Law sits back, never once breaking eye contact. Even when he goes to unbuckle his belt, even as he unzips his pants, even as he pulls his pants and boxers down to his ankles, he can feel his cock spring out of its previous confines, slapping against his abdomen. The tip is bright red. He sees Law smile as a thick drop of cum dribbles out of the slit. He nervously turns away, embarrassed. Suddenly, he feels something wet and warm slide up, his cock. his eyes snap down to Law, who's dragging his warm, wet tongue up his cock, lapping up the cum that was slowly dribbling out.
Law shifts, pulling his too-tight and too-short pajama bottoms off, revealing his soft cunt. A thin line of slick connects the crotch of his pajama bottoms to his soaked cunt. Law tosses his bottoms across the room. He moves on top of Corazon, positioning himself over his cock. He can feel Law's hand grip the base of his cock, moving it to his hole. The tip catches on Law's hole, and suddenly, in one smooth motion, he drops down. He can feel his cock hit something soft and smooth. It makes Law let out a scream. He realizes what he rammed into, the poor boy's cervix. He knows it's going to be sore and bruised tomorrow, but any rational thoughts or concerns leave his mind. When the boy presses down on his stomach, he draws Cora's attention to the bulge of his stomach created by his cock, forcing its way inside.
He hears Law let out another moan. He drags himself up until all that remains inside is the tip, and he drops down harder this time. He lets out a lust-filled scream. Cora watches as the bulge in Law’s stomach grows. Suddenly, a possessive urge fills him. He grips Law by the waist and flips the two of them with ease. He's looking down at Law. He can feel his walls throbbing around his length. He starts at a brutal pace. The screams of law and the sound of skin slapping on skin echo throughout the room; the air feels sticky; sweat lines their bodies; it all makes Corazon’s head hazy; the outside world does not exist; just him and Law fucking on the creaking bed; the headboard slams against the wall in tune with his thrusts.
"Harder, Cora, please break me!” His voice is scratchy from screaming, and he can hear the fatigue in the boy's voice.
"Law, if I go any harder, I could hurt you, and that's the last thing I want to do right now.” His sentence is interrupted by the scratchy, tired voice from before.
“I don't care, I need more Cora!” His voice is almost drowned out by the other sounds echoing in the room. “Don't you love me, Cora?” The last sentence gets him
Of course, he loves Law. He can't believe he had a life before he met Law four years ago. He remembers the day so vividly. He was going to visit his friend James. He was usually extremely busy with work being one of the top doctors in the world. They met years ago after he and his family fled the town of Flevance to escape the massacre. Now was one of the rare times he had off, and he wanted to introduce Corazon, his dearest friend, to his family. That's when he began to believe love at first sight truly existed. messy black hair, thin build, tired eyes. He didn't know it was all he ever wanted till he saw it. He was broken out of his daze by a little girl running through the living room to ask the boy on the couch a question.
"Law, I need help with my math. Is there any way you could help?”
The boy, Law, looks mildly annoyed, but he nods and leans over to check her homework before James interrupts the two of them.
“Law Lammi This is my dear friend Corazon Corazon; these are my kids Law and Lami,” he smiles, completely unaware of the disgusting thoughts running through his dear friend's mind.
Cora smiles and waves at the two of them. He locks eyes with Law, and he watches the boy take his bottom lip in between his teeth. He stares Corazo up and down like he's getting a good look at his next meal. Suddenly, Cora feels like the prey, and he begins to feel nervous. Law smiles at him and rises from his spot on the couch. He makes three long strides, and he stands right in front of the man.
“It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Corazon.” His smile looked like temptation in human form, and the way his name sounded on those sinful lips, he couldn't wait till he was alone with the boy. He couldn't wait to defile him.
All too soon, he was brought back to the present, to the crying mess beneath him, the wet warmth enveloping his cock. He could feel Law’s cunt throbbing around him. This boy would be the death of him. He was so close, that the voice in the back of his head screamed at him. Ravish the poor boy, fuck his womb, fuck a baby into him suddenly, small arms wrapped around the back of his neck.
"Cora-san, please, I need more. Please just break me." His face is red, his tone is full of lust and need, and how could Cora refuse such a sweet request? He pulls his hips back and begins to ram into the squirming mess beneath him.
He looks so pretty, big gold eyes glazed over with tears. He would have wet dreams about this for months to come. He feels the boy clench tighter.
"Cora, please, I'm so close. Don't stop." tears are spilling out of his eyes, and all of a sudden, a scream rips out of law and a gush of fluids hits Cora’s abdomen. He can feel it rolling down his balls, coating them thoroughly.
“Fuck yes, law squirts all over my fucking dick." He can feel the coil in his gut tighten. His thrusts are uneven and sloppy. He leans down, pressing his lips to Law's, placing a soft peck on the boy's lips.
"Law, I'm so close fuck-” he cuts himself off with a soft grunt. “Im gonna cum in you, law, gonna breed you full, gonna put babies in you.” He can hear Law let out a garbled moan.
"Please, Cora, I need it. Please put your babies in me.” And finally, with one last thrust, the coil in his abdomen snaps, and he spills his thick seed into the sobbing boy beneath him, vice grip on his cock, milking every last drop out of the older man.
Their groans and whimpers echo in the room until, finally, Corazon’s voice breaks the silence.
“Are you alright, Law? I didn't mean to hurt you." His voice is full of genuine concern, and he hears Law let out a tired giggle.
"No, it's alright, I'm totally fine, but I am extremely tired and only a little sore,” he smiles at Cora, and almost instantly all of his troubles and worries are washed away by that warm smile.
"Alright, I'll let you get some sleep, but we should definitely shower tomorrow morning.” His voice begins to sound sleepy. He lets out a deep yawn, and Law burrows into his chest.
“I have a break from classes tomorrow, so I can go to the sheets.” He gives a soft kiss to his left eye and lets his eyelids drop. “Good night, Cora-san, I love you.” His breathing begins to even out, and Cora knows his precious boy has finally fallen asleep.
“Good night, Law,” he says, kissing the dampened sweat on his black hair and letting himself fall asleep, his world slowly fading to black.