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Corazon adopted Law officially when he just turned ten. He lost his entire family in the Flevance tragedy. It's been three years since then, and now his boy has grown a bit taller. He has some meat on his bones and some leftover baby fat lining his face, tummy, and thighs. It makes Cora salivate, especially when he wears those tiny sleep shorts. They hug his thighs and reveal slivers of the boy’s ass. He wants to tear them off with his teeth and bite chunks out of his poor thighs.
It's so wrong for Corazon to have these thoughts. He’s lusting after his thirteen-year-old son; he's a grown man for Christ’s sake; he can't help it, and all too soon he’s dragged out of his dirty thoughts by a soft, sleepy voice.
“Good morning, Cora. I hope you slept well." There's his boy in all his glory, tight sleep shorts, an oversized shirt, and white ankle socks with ruffles at the top. He looked so innocent and pure, and all Cora wanted was to defile the poor boy and fuck him till he couldn't remember his name.
“Good morning, Law. I slept fine. I was working on breakfast, but I burned it so bad I don’t even think it's safe to eat." He looks away sheepishly, and Law’s sweet, bubbly laugh cuts through the brief silence.
“It's alright, Cora. I can make breakfast.” He gives Cora a sweet smile that damn near melts his heart. He shouldn't find Law this cute; he needs to get a hold of himself.
“Are you sure, Law? I don't want you to burn yourself." The genuine concern in his voice makes Law blush.
“I'll be alright, Cora-san. Trust me, please." He steps closer to Corazon and gently cups his hands. “And besides, Cora, I'm not made of glass; I can deal with a small burn or two." The words bring a light blush and a starstruck expression to his face, and he watches as Law gets out the materials for breakfast.
Corazon lets himself get distracted by the boy's soft curves, watching as he slides around the kitchen, preparing breakfast like a little housewife the role would suit Law. Nothing but a braindead housewife his chubby little cunt swollen with Cora’s cum. Suddenly makes his pants feel too tight and his breathing too heavy. He can feel his cock strain against the soft material of his sweats. His eyes dart to where the law is working; he’s busy chopping green onions. Cora smirks the boy wouldn't even notice if his dear father began to palm his cock to the thought of him as a little housewife he begins to slide his hand down to the crotch of his sweats where his cock is straining he slowly begins to palm his cock he lets out a low whine and his eyes dart to where law is he seems unphased he takes this as his sign to keep going he continues to palm himself through his sweats he can feel his cock leaking making a small wet stain on the front of his pants he hears silverware clatter and soft footsteps getting closer he quickly regains his composure he watches as law places a bowl of white rice with runny eggs ham and thinly chopped green onions on top
"Enjoy, Cora-san. I hope you like it." His voice is so sweet, it makes his cock throb.
“Thank you, Law, it looks delicious.” He wraps his hands around the boy’s lithe waist, tugging him onto his side. He buries his nose in Law’s hair, pressing a soft kiss to his scalp and greedily huffing the scent of the boy’s eucalyptus and lavender shampoo.
"Umm, Cora-san, are you ok?” Law’s voice snaps the older man out of his lust-filled daze. He looks away, flustered, and quickly looks away.
"Uh, sorry, Law. I just realized how nice your shampoo smells. Do you remember where we got it?” a perfect excuse It truly does sound like something Corazon would do. He watches Law’s face soften with the answer.
"Oh, I think we got it at Dressrosa when we went to visit Doflamingo for a week, and I forgot to pack shampoo and conditioner," Corazon remembers that entire week all too well. Law spent most of that week in Doflamingo’s pool. The best part about it was the swimsuit. He was wearing a tight pair of swim shorts that outlined his chubby little pussy. He kept asking Cora to reapply his sunscreen, and he made sure to take his time with it, making sure to spend extra time on the boy's soft thighs lined with baby fat. He lets out a sigh just thinking about it.
“Let’s eat, Law. I'd hate for the food you worked so hard on to go cold.” He sees a smile spread across the boy's face. The two of them continue to converse and eat till their bowls are empty. Their utensils scrape the bottom of them in an attempt to catch the last few grains of rice.
“Thanks for breakfast, Law,” he lets out a sigh. “I'm stuffed. I'll do clean up, Law.” He gathers up their dirty dishes and begins to bring them over to the sink. “You should go upstairs to the bathroom and wash your face,” he lets out a giggle. “I think you're wearing more eggs than you actually ate." Law laughs
"Alright, I’ll go wash up. I’ll be down in a bit.” He blows Cora a kiss. “Love you, Cora-san.” His cock throbs in his pants. Damn this kid. He watches as Law runs up the stairs. He turns and starts on the dishes.
Upstairs Law was having a crisis of his own he could feel the crotch of his sleep shorts sticking to his cunt it started in the middle of the night he couldn't sleep insomnia had been kicking his ass the last few days he knew Cora had sleeping pills he used to use them when he had really bad nightmares after he left the marines now he just likes to have them handy law tiptoed to Cora’s room as he made his way down the hallway he heard soft noises slowly spilling out of his room law peeked through the crack of the door only to see the man holding a pair of law’s used panties to his face and with his free hand he was roughly fisting his cock as he was about to turn the other way he heard Cora call out a name
“Fuck law, please." Law stayed put, watching and listening to the grunts and slick sounds surrounding him. Suddenly, Cora’s rough voice cut through, “Fuck Law, it's so tight. I love your little cunt.” His dirty words brought a flush to Law’s face. All too soon, he watched as Cora’s hips began to stutter, and suddenly his load was spilling out onto his fist and abs. Cora brings the crotch of Law’s pants to his mouth, and he begins to eagerly lick. Law swiftly tiptoes back to his room, the image of Cora jerking off and huffing his pants still fresh in his mind. He lands on his bed, tugging his shorts off, bringing two fingers to his clitoral area.
The next morning he was soaked beyond belief, and the blonde smile so early in the morning didn't help, so now here he was in the bathroom scrubbing egg yolk off his face and trying to ignore his burning arousal. He quickly dries off his face and runs to his room, reaching into his wardrobe. He grabs a pair of lacy pants and a small pair of black cargo shorts. He rushes downstairs and sees Corazon resting on the couch. He looks up from the TV. His face lights up. When he sees Law, he gestures for Law to sit down with him. Law obliges, burrowing into the man's side.
“Get comfortable, law; there's a movie I want you to watch." That voice, the roughness of it, does things to Law. He can feel his cunt start to drool at the sound of him. He scoots closer to the man and presses his thighs together, attempting to alleviate some of the burning arousal building in him. He prays Cora doesn't notice it. He focuses on the movie. Cora put on trying to distract himself from his drooling cunt. He feels Cora wrap his arm around him and pull him closer. He can feel the arousal burning in his cunt. He lets himself space out, feeling the warmth radiating from Cora and getting lost in his own thoughts.
His mind slips away to last night's image of Cora huffing his scent. He can't help it. When his hips start to move on their own, he doesn't care anymore. He doesn't care if Cora catches him like this. He hopes he does. He prays. Cora looks over and sees his sweet boy grinding his cunt between his small thighs. He wants Cora to pin him on the couch and fuck his soaking cunt. Law looks up and sees that his eyes are blown wide and his face is flushed. Law smiles at him.
"Please, Cora-san, I know you want to." Law is breathless, barely being able to think before he speaks. Corazon looks mortified.
“Law I don't know what you mean. The law abruptly cuts Cora off.
“Cora I saw you last night. I saw what you were doing." Law shifts onto Cora’s lap. “I saw everything. I can't believe you stole my pants." He can see the shell-shocked expression on Corazon’s face change into one of embarrassment.
“Law I’m so sorry. I didn't mean for you to see that." Law cups Corazon’s face with both his hands and pulls him into a kiss.
"Cora, please, I need you. I’ve loved you for so long." Law cuts himself off when he feels something poking him. His eyes dart down to see what's poking him. He’s met with the sight of Cora’s sweats tenting. He reaches into the waistband and pulls out his thick cock. He can feel himself drooling at the sight of it. “Wow, Cora-san, it's so much bigger up close." He looks up at Cora, whose eyes are blown wide with lust. Law lays down on the couch and wiggles his shorts and pants off. “Please, Cora, put it in." Corazon wastes no time; he hunches over Law and grips the base of his dick.
“Are you ready, Law? This might hurt." His voice is a husk, and the sound goes right to his cunt. He eagerly nods, and that's all the answer Cora needs. He slips his tip into Law’s drooling cunt. “Fuck Law, you’re so tight, I don’t think I'm going to last." He slowly begins to push himself into Law’s cunt, and the boy lets out a loud, sultry moan.
“Fuck Cora-san, it's so deep I can feel it in my guts." Corazon’s eyes snap down to Law, and he sees the bulge in Law’s stomach. He can feel the knot in his stomach tighten at the sight. He pushes in as far as he can and watches the bulge in Law’s stomach grow. The thought of Law as a little housewife crosses his mind again. It spurs him on. He thrusts in and out of the boy. His soft cries are music to his ears. The wines become frantic.
"Cora-san, I’m going." Law’s words are cut off by a moan, and suddenly the couch and Cora are soaked in the boy's juices. Law seems shocked at the result of his own orgasm. Cora laughs
“Wow Law I never would have guessed you could squirt." Law looks embarrassed; his face is bright red. Cora leans down and locks lips with Law. When he pulls away, the boy is breathless, and he can feel his own orgasm slowly building. “Fuck Law." I'm so close, I don’t think I'm going to last." He continues to fuck the law; his thrusts go from collected and even to sloppy and desperate. As he fucks the boy’s cunt, he can feel his orgasm build: “Law fuck, I'm going to cum.”
“Please, inside of me, Cora, fill me with babies." Corazon’s thrusts go sloppy. Law’s words push him over the edge. The knot inside him snaps, and he paints Law’s insides white with cum. He can hear the boy beneath him let out a cross between a scream and a moan.
“Fuck Law I’m sorry, I didn't mean” Law cuts the man off with a kiss. He pulls away and lays back down. He watches the boy's face soften.
“It's fine, Cora-san,” he says, burying his face into one of the throw pillows. “And besides, I kind of liked it; it was really warm." Law breathes in deeply and falls asleep. Corazon leans down and kisses his forehead.
“Sleep well, Law; we’ll shower when you wake up." He picks the boy up and carries him upstairs.