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Trafalgar Law had a crush.
This was a common fact, solely because it left its mark on Law, a visible mark that everyone noticed.
Even Luffy.
“Torao, you look like you’re gonna fall over,” was a not so uncommon remark from Luffy. “You should sleep more and stop overworking yourself.”
And every time, Law told him, “I sleep seven hours a night, Lu-ya. My eyebags are just a part of my eyes.”
Luffy accepted it, though unconvinced, because, well, he’d never seen Law without eyebags, and Law continued on trying to keep himself together despite his heart weighing heavily yet warming every time he saw Luffy.
And not for the first time, Law hoped his crush would fade away soon, though he knew it wouldn’t.
It’d already been a year since he’d met Luffy, after all.
~♫♪・・★・・♫♪~
“Torao, why didn’t you ever tell me?!”
Law sipped his coffee as he munched on an onigiri. “Tell you what?”
“That you’re not overworking, or sleeping too little!” huffed Luffy, cheeks puffed out. “Nami told me!”
Law slowly set his cup down, a feeling of foreboding rising in the pit of his stomach. “…Told you what exactly?”
“That, that you like someone, but they don’t like you back,” said Luffy with downcast, worried eyes. “She said it was obvious…. And that you’ve been moping for a year! A whole year! They must be dumb to not like you; you’re so awesome! ”
The feeling of foreboding left in a small sigh of relief, though now a different feeling was creeping in Law’s heart, dragging it down in despairing acceptance.
He swallowed, looking down at the rippling surface of his coffee. “They’re an alpha, Lu-ya,” Law told him quietly, voice wavering. “But I can’t help liking them anyway.”
There was a pause, and when Law looked up at Luffy, he saw the biggest frown he’d ever seen grace Luffy’s face.
“So what?!” snapped Luffy so irritatedly that Law was taken aback. “So what if they’re an alpha too?! It’s not fair!” he said, stamping his foot. “It’s not fair that you’re suffering by yourself! You’re amazing! Why do you even like them, anyway? They sound like a dumbass to me.”
And with that, Luffy crossed his arms and harrumphed, and Law couldn’t help but smile at how worked up Luffy was over, well, himself—not that Luffy knew he’d technically just called himself a dumbass.
But it wasn’t Luffy’s fault.
Law knew how Luffy was, knew that if he did confess to Luffy, Luffy would probably agree and go along with him despite the two of them being alphas, and Law…. Law didn’t want that.
Luffy, while not harboring any crushes that Law knew of—always seeming to care more about food than romance—did have the same desires of love as others did judging by the way he’d blushed once when Penguin had teased him about his first kiss, which Luffy had yet to experience.
And Law didn’t want to take that away from him, didn’t want to take a future happy relationship with an omega away from Luffy—there was a reason alpha-omega relationships were preferred.
It was described as awe-inspiring, breathtaking, described as something that made you feel whole when you didn’t even know you’d been missing something, and, well, Law couldn’t give that to Luffy.
Because they were both alphas.
Law smiled, patting Luffy’s head. “It’s alright. Having a relationship with an omega is the best, after all. It’s good enough to hear that you think I’m amazing,” he teased.
“So…you’re looking for an omega now?” asked Luffy with big, curious eyes.
Law rubbed the back of his neck. “Um…I guess you could put it like that…maybe….”
He decidedly didn’t tell Luffy that he probably wouldn’t stop liking him for a while, whether a cute, single omega magically became interested in him or not.
“Good!” declared Luffy, satisfied. “That stupid alpha doesn’t deserve your feelings!”
Law just patted Luffy’s head again, lips twitching despite his heavy heart.
~♫♪・・★・・♫♪~
The bedroom door slammed shut with an echo as Law collapsed in bed, hand in his pants. He groaned as he imagined Luffy smiling at him, kissing him, sucking him, and his hand sped up as he came again.
He’d known his rut was coming up—he always kept careful track of it—but what he hadn’t expected was for his suppressants to not work.
Rather, he couldn’t find his extra supply of them. He usually kept them in his desk, but…. Maybe he’d misplaced them in one of his coat pockets?
He was too hard to check at the moment, though, and he furiously jerked himself off to the peak while thinking of Luffy, willing and under him, once again.
A few knocks sounded on the door.
“Torao?”
Law groaned, cum splattering on his abs.
He panted and gasped for breath as he asked, “Can you give me some suppressants?”
The door opened, and Luffy poked his head in. “I don’t have any.”
It took a bit for the words to sink into Law’s hazy mind. “What?” asked Law at last, tucking his still rock hard cock back in his pants. “How do you not have any? Oh wait, do your friends keep them for you?”
He could definitely see Luffy losing them or forgetting them, after all.
“Um, I guess?” said Luffy, walking in and shutting the door behind him. “But you said you were looking for an omega, right?”
Law struggled to process Luffy’s words, once again. “I did? Oh, right…. But what does that have to do with anyt….”
And then he trailed off as the overwhelmingly addictive scent of sunshine and grass began to fill the room—and Law didn’t even particularly like the outdoors—unable to do anything but stare in complete shock as the source of the salivating pheromones quite literally stripped to his tiny briefs, right in front of Law.
“Am I…am I okay?” asked Luffy shyly, bashfully, an emotion Law had never seen from Luffy until now. “I know you still like that other person, but you said you were looking for an omega, and I, um, really l-like you, so if you want—”
“Oh god, please stop talking,” groaned Law as he palmed his cock, impossibly hard even as his mind completely short-circuited, because what the fuck was happ—
Law swore, hips jerking.
Of course the words “stop talking” probably meant “stop talking and just do something” to Luffy, who took Law’s moment of short-circuiting as a cue to climb on the bed between Law’s legs and suck his cock in one go.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, that’s so good,” groaned Law as he stared in aroused disbelief at Luffy, pretty pink lips wrapped around his cock, bobbing up and down.
It was all Law could do to not thrust his cock deeper in Luffy’s hot mouth.
“You, you don’t need to hold back,” said Luffy after a moment, releasing Law’s cock with a wet pop. “I came to help you.”
Law clenched his fists, trying hard not to let Luffy’s swollen lips and lusty eyes and pink cheeks and innocently tempting words break his self-control.
“…Yeah?” was all Law could manage to grit out.
Luffy nodded, biting his lip as his shy expression from before flitted over his face again. “I, I even….”
“…You even what?” demanded Law, a feeling of foreboding in the pit of his stomach once again except this time, it was foreboding that his restraint would be short-lived.
And he was right, because Luffy’s shy response was “I even prepared myself, so you can just put it i—”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, you’re driving me crazy,” cursed Law as he hauled Luffy up against him and promptly ripped Luffy’s briefs off. “I can’t— I need you, now.”
Luffy whimpered, nodding vigorously and arms looping around Law’s neck. “Me too, Torao, please, please—”
Law thrust all the way in, and they both cried out, and Luffy had barely gotten settled when the base of Law’s cock began to swell.
“I can’t hold back,” rasped Law desperately as he mouthed kisses on Luffy’s pretty lips, Luffy’s neck. “I need— I need—”
“Knot me, Torao,” moaned Luffy, kissing Law back as if he was starving. “Want it, want your cum.”
They both gasped as Law’s cock caught on the rim of Luffy’s dripping hole, snug and perfectly fit inside. “I’ll make love to you properly after, I promise,” groaned Law as he came and came and came, his waves of cum claiming Luffy’s depths as his. “I’ll make love to you as much as you want.”
And then Luffy couldn’t stop coming either, hole spasming in the most delicious way around Law, and they clung to each other through their waves of bliss, content in each other’s arms.
Because it was true—Law felt whole now, complete.
He felt like it had more to do with the person in his arms rather than the fact that Luffy was an omega, though, and he told Luffy so an hour later when they were cuddling in bed, Luffy still warm and pliant on his cock and in his arms, along with the fact that Luffy was the ‘alpha’ he’d liked all along.
Luffy had the audacity to laugh at him. “You’re so dumb, Torao,” said Luffy with incredulous snickers. “Is that why you didn’t tell me you liked me all this time? Because alpha-omega bonds are supposed to be the best? Make you feel complete?”
“It’s not like you told me you liked me either,” retorted Law with a grumble.
“I only just realized when Nami told me you’ve been moping over someone else for ages,” Luffy told him, still laughing. “You know I don’t think much about this kind of stuff.”
“Oh, I know alright,” said Law dryly.
“But even I know that’s dumb, Torao. It’s you who makes me complete, no matter what you are. I’d still love you, even if you were a chicken!”
And then Luffy beamed the happiest, warmest grin at Law, the expression on his face almost reverent, and Law couldn’t help but avert his eyes, cheeks flaming even as his heart leaped.
“…That’d be illegal,” was what Law finally said, or rather croaked, because Luffy made his mouth dry and his heart race.
Luffy gave him a somewhat odd sort of look, as if he’d spouted something outrageous.
“Well, I wouldn’t fuck chicken you, Torao,” Luffy told him matter-of-factly. “Chickens don’t even have peepees…right?”
Law coughed on a laugh, and just shook his head instead.
“Exactly! We can just snuggle together!”
Law kissed Luffy’s lips, chest squeezing from how cute Luffy was.
“Oh, but, if you were a wolf…. You—”
“No.”
“But—”
“Luffy, no.”
“I’m just saying—”
“I love you, Lu-ya,” said Law abruptly.
Luffy blinked, then smiled sappily, successfully veered away—far, far away—from the wolf topic. “I love you too, Torao!” he exclaimed, pursing his lips for a kiss.
And Law more than obliged, of course, keeping Luffy in his bed for days.
When his rut had finally ended and Law had cooked them spaghetti for dinner, Luffy sidled up to him with the same expression Luffy wore when he was trying to lie and failing, except there was really nothing to lie about that Law could think of.
“Um, I have something to tell you,” said Luffy, with pursed lips and averted eyes.
Law glanced at him, curious. “A secret, hm? What is it?”
He placed two packs of suppressants on the dinner table.
Law’s suppressants.
The missing suppressants.
Law froze, a large bite of spaghetti in his mouth.
“I hid them so you’d be interested in me,” Luffy told him bluntly. “Are you mad at me?”
Law spent the next few minutes coughing and choking on his noodles as Luffy patted his back.
Luffy had a devious side to him, it seemed.
“It turned out well, don’t you think?” was what Law finally said after he’d stopped coughing at last.
Luffy lit up at that, and glomped on Law. “It turned out perfect!”
The End.