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It was another night in Polar Tang, and you were already cooking dinner for the whole crew, the sizzling pan being music to your ears. With a spatula in hand, you finished cooking the last batch of fried fish. You checked to turn off the heat from the curry you were cooking, and set your attention to making onigiri, taking out containers of various fillings to put. It was while you were pressing the rice on your dampened palms that you noticed a familiar figure at the entrance of the kitchen.
"Good evening, captain." You turned your head to his direction and smiled at him, his hands in his pocket as he walked towards you. He slowly snaked his arms around your waist, "Mhm. Good evening." He seemed tired. The scent of your cooking fills the kitchen and you continue shaping onigiri with Law's company, the silence between you two being comfortable. He rested his chin on your head and watched as you set the finished onigiri on a tray, a clear grimace forming in his features when you filled one with pickled plum, and reminded himself not to pick that. The remaining rice were made into small rice balls, some in which you hand fed to Law, who seems to approve of the taste. Nothing could beat your cooking.
Even as you clean up the kitchen counter, and wash the used kitchen tools, Law remains still in his position, with his hands around your waist and his chin resting on your head. You felt a little embarrassed, especially since Law has been a lot more touchy and open with you as of late. It was only until a few of your crewmates entered the kitchen to check on the food when Law finally moved away from you as if nothing happened, crossing his tattooed arms and leaning against the counter.
"Good evening, captain!" He acknowledges them with a nod and watches as they walk towards you, gawking at the amount of food you made at such a short time. Something in the way you smiled and lit up when they complimented your cooking made Law's stomach turn, his mood quickly turning sour. Just like pickled plum. “If preparations are done, tell the others that food is ready.” Law orders, almost as if interrupting your interaction with them. You looked at him confused, but brushed it off eventually.
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Serving dinner in Polar Tang was something you were already used to. Mostly because it just included serving plates filled with hot, piping food to your companions. But it was the atmosphere that you were really used to. The sound of chatter and laughter among your crewmates echoing in the dining room, mixing in with the faint smell of alcohol truly never gets old. You loved seeing your companions having fun, and being a part of this crew made you feel special.
You settled down to eat somewhere a little less crowded than the main dining room, somewhere you knew a lot of crew members won't venture to during meal times. You could still hear all the racket they were making even as you walked away, though vaguely. It seems like they were having a lot of fun. You tried your own cooking, satisfied at the taste of the curry and the perfectly cooked rice.
“Care if I join?”
Almost as if on queue, a familiar voice you've been expecting asks, and you look up from your meal to meet your captain’s eyes. You flash him a smile and nod, watching him as he takes the seat in front of you. The two of you start eating in silence, and times like these where you eat dinner together away from the rest of the crew is something you've always looked forward to at the end of the day. It gives you a chance to catch up with your boyfriend, because despite being in the same ship, you actually don't really have much time together.
You can't help but take small glances at the man in front of you, as if searching for some sort of reaction with your cooking. Perhaps even admiring the way he chews and how he takes his time with his food, or the way he swallows. Your eyes shifted from his face, his neck to his collarbones, where the lines of his tattoos peeked out from his wide necked shirt.
Suddenly being aware of the lecherous thoughts you were having, you opted to drink the tea you've been neglecting, attempting to swallow down any more inappropriate thoughts of your boyfriend eating.
"I like it."
Law's voice rings in your ears, and you catch him looking at you warmly with a bowl and chopsticks around his tattooed hands. The sudden compliment caught you off guard, but it was welcomed by the butterflies forming in your stomach. Almost as if he could see right through you and could read your thoughts. "Really? I'm glad then." You smiled sheepishly.
The two of you talked throughout dinner, but it was mostly you telling stories and him listening to you. Moments like these remind you of how much you truly couldn't believe you were dating this man. The Trafalgar Law. The one and only. You probably used up a lifetime's worth of luck.
You wished the night was longer, but eventually you both finished your dinner and stacked your dishes for easier carry. As the cook of the ship, you knew it was also your job to wash dishes, even though Law insisted you leave that to the rest of the crew. However, you reminded him that it was still your job as the cook. After a few back and forths with each other, it seems your captain finally understood and accepted the loss due to your stubbornness. "I'm going back to the kitchen now." You said as you stood up from your seat.
Law nods at you, following the same actions. He stares at you for a bit, before walking towards you to press a light kiss on your forehead. "I wanna talk to you about something later. Come sleep in my room tonight." He leaned to your ear and whispered, “Lock the door when you enter.”
You could feel your face heating up. Law can be really touchy when he wants to. You watched as his figure disappeared through the halls of Polar Tang, unable to move at the lingering feel of his hushed voice and his soft lips on your forehead. You wracked your brain for any reason why he'd want to talk to you, but you brushed it off and headed to the kitchen with the stack of plates on hand, where Ikkaku was already washing the dishes.
"Hi, Ikkaku! I'll help you out." You approached the curly haired woman with a smile and set the dishes you were holding in the sink, grabbing another sponge to help. "Hey, thanks a lot." She smiles back at you and the two of you did the dishes together. After a few moments, she breaks the silence in the air. "How are you and captain, hmm?" You can't help but blush at the mention of your boyfriend. Ikkaku was one of the few people who knew about your relationship with him, and was also the most curious one.
4 months have passed since you confessed your love to your captain, Law. You could still remember the night after dinner with the crew, much like this one. You asked her for advice before mustering up all the courage you could to invite Law somewhere private to talk. As you finally managed to blurt out the three words "I like you", you were surprised when you looked up to see your captain smiling knowingly at you. He's always looked at you in such a way, but you were only aware of it now.
"We're doing good." You told Ikkaku, knowing that wouldn't be enough to satiate her curiosity, but she accepted the answer nonetheless. As you wiped the last plate, you can't help but wonder what Law wanted to talk about. You know how busy Law can get, so it must be something important. Most days, he would be too busy to even leave his room. To suddenly be so touchy with you, and now to have something important to talk about, it made you feel like something was off. Like he was planning something. "Hey, you've been wiping that for quite a while now."
Ikkaku's voice brings you back to reality and you finally let go of the plate you didn't realize you've been gripping. "Are you okay? You seem distracted." Ikkaku asks as she dries her hands with a towel, then moves to wipe the sink. "Is it about captain?" She asks before you could say anything. The blush in your cheeks deepened at the repeated mention of him. "No! It's not, I was just thinking about something..." You didn't have to lie to her, not when she could see through you and could tell that it was about Law. She sighs and gives you a look,
"You know you can tell me anything, right?"
"Yeah, but—"
"Okay, then tell me." Ikkaku turns her body to you, letting you know that you have her full attention, and that she's willing to listen. You appreciate her kindness, and now you feel like you were worrying over something stupid. “It's really not that serious,” you started, “he said to meet up with him later, and I was just wondering what he wanted to talk about.” You said, avoiding the part where he told you to sleep in his room. "Hmm, maybe he just wants to get to know you more, given how it hasn't been long since you guys became a couple. Or maybe he wants to spend some time with you." Ikkaku tilts her head to the side, and you chuckled at her reply.
You contemplated whether you should tell her your concerns over what Law could be planning, but decided not to, since it could just be your imagination playing tricks on you. "Yeah, probably not." You disagreed with her, knowing that he wouldn't admit something like that. "Tell you what though. Captain came to me for advice the other night." She smirked when she saw your face lit up, clearly hooked and wanted to know more.
"Really? What did he ask you about?" Law rarely asks anyone for anything, even you, so him going to Ikkaku must have been about something important. But at the same time, you felt a little tug in your chest at the thought of Law going to Ikkaku for advice and not you. "He asked if it was normal to always wanna touch the person you love. He seems actually concerned, but I said yes."
"Huh, is that so?" Your eyes furrow at the thought of that. You certainly didn't expect that. Could that also explain why Law has been so touchy since this morning? Now that you think of it, he even invited you to sleep in his quarters last night, and tonight too. You don't really sleep in his room, because you're scared of the misunderstandings that could occur if other crew members saw you sleeping in the captain's room, especially since not all of them knew about your relationship. You've thought about telling everyone in the crew at one point, but you didn't know about Law's thoughts on the matter. You noted to yourself to talk to him about that soon.
"Mhmm, seems to me like he's been worrying about that for a while now so I gave him a little something to ease his worries."
"What did you—"
"Ikkaku! Could you come here for a bit?" The two of you turn your head to the direction of Bepo's voice, interrupting your question. "Whoopsie. I gotta go. Good luck, cutie!" Ikkaku blows a flying kiss to you and waves before leaving the kitchen, with a loud shout of her saying 'coming!' on her way out. You waved back and watched her leave the kitchen. You made your way to the bathroom, your mind preoccupied with your conversation with Ikkaku. You wondered what she gave Law, and tried to imagine how his conversation with her went.
You didn't know he was worried over such a thing like that. Heck, you didn't even know he liked touching you that much. You've always seen Law as a closed off person who hates touching or being touched, so you never expected him to be troubled over that sort of thing.
You did your nightly routine in the common bathroom, brushing your teeth as you let your mind wander, knowing that you were more than welcome to do it in Law's room instead. You’ve been avoiding going to his bathroom ever since you caught him leaving it with just a towel around his waist, his dark hair dripping wet on the floor. You couldn't look him in the eye without blushing for a good two weeks after that. And even now, you would still blush at the mere thought of his body.
You finished brushing your teeth and splashed your face with the cold water from the faucet, a poor attempt at cooling your cheeks down, but an attempt nonetheless. You wiped your face with a towel and sighed. You felt uneasy, and you couldn't stop thinking about what he wanted to talk to you about. You exited the bathroom and made your way to Law's room, saying goodnight to the crewmates you walked by on the way.
Before you knew it, you were in front of his door. You hated how nervous you got before entering his room, your hands sweating and your heart banging on your chest. You remembered the last time you entered without knocking. To prevent having another awkward moment like that, you knocked on the door this time, waiting for Law to answer. To your surprise, even after a few more knocks, there were no answers. You started to wonder if Law was already asleep. Should you go check?
You exhaled heavily to calm yourself, before finally deciding to open the door. You quietly closed the door behind you and locked it as you were told. It wasn't your first time here, and yet you still felt nervous. You felt like a newly adopted cat exploring its new home for the first time. The bedroom was empty so it meant he wasn't asleep yet. You silently made your way to Law's study area, peaking your head into the doorway. There you see Law sitting comfortably on an armchair, holding a book in one hand while wearing his reading glasses, his hat resting on the table. It seems that he didn't notice your arrival and was quite engrossed at what he was reading.
You quietly walked towards him, hoping he'd notice your presence soon and say something. When it seems like he still hasn't noticed, you decide to take matters to your own hands. You moved a little closer, eventually taking a peak at the book he was reading, and noticed the words finger, slowly and sigh across the pages.
Her back arches as he—
You were trying to read a full sentence when Law suddenly shut his book close, so loud that you flinched at the action. He turned his head to you with a look you can't quite discern. You smiled sheepishly at him, your heart doing back flips at the sight of your boyfriend wearing his reading glasses.
"Um, hi."
He seems upset. Or rather, embarrassed? You wondered if he was mad at you for seemingly entering without knocking, or for peaking at the book he was reading. Or maybe both.
"Um, I'm sorry, is this a bad time? I didn't mean to interrupt you."
"No." Law set the book down and motioned you to sit on the chair next to him. You did as you were told and sat quietly with your hands neatly folding themselves on your lap. Law clears his throat to break the silence. "I didn't hear you enter, my bad." He takes off his reading glasses and folds them, wiping the lenses before doing so. You can't help but feel a little sad that he took them off.
"It's okay." You were torn between asking him what he was reading, and what he wanted to talk about. You decided on the first one. "What's that you're reading?" You pointed to the stained hard covered book he was reading with much interest just now. "It's..." Law cleared his throat again, "It's nothing important. Ikkaku gave it to me." He pushed the book aside, as if he didn't want anything to do with it again.
Your previous question was answered and yet it only drew more questions. What was in that book? Your eyes linger on his tattooed hands for a moment, watching as it pushes the book away, before returning your attention to him. You were still curious about the book but decided not to press for any more answers, so you ask the second question.
"What did you want to talk about?”
"I wanted to ask you something." Law looked at you intently. You looked back at him with even more curiosity. "Sure, what is it?" You moved your chair a bit and leaned to him a little more, the action not going unnoticed by Law. His eyes shifted from your chest, to your half parted lips and directly to your eyes in mere seconds. "What do you... Have you—" He cleared his throat again, and you see a faint color of red painting the cheeks of his tanned skin. "Are you sick? You seem to be coughing a lot." You tilted your head to the side, concerned for the wellbeing of your boyfriend. "Yes, I'm okay." Law rubs his temples for a few moments, then sighs.
"I'm okay." He repeats to himself quietly. Law had a habit of mumbling to himself whenever he felt distressed and worried about something, so seeing this, you pulled him in a hug. You realize that this must be very important to him and he was trying his best to tell you something. He quickly reacted and hugged you back, and within minutes, you felt his shoulders getting less tense. You rubbed small circles on his back, letting Law think carefully of the words he wanted to say earlier.
When he felt that he was ready, you let him pull away from you and sighed heavily. He looked you straight in the eyes with a well obvious blush on his cheeks before saying, "Have you ever had sex before?"
Your eyes widened at the question, your face soon sharing the same shade of red as his. You were not expecting a question like that, especially from Law of all people, someone who probably isn't interested in things like that. "H-Huh? Have I what?" You blinked at Law, confused at the question he was trying his very best to ask earlier. "Have you ever had sex before?" This time, with no hesitation, he repeated his question again.
Your brain was short-circuiting trying to answer, stuck between wanting to reply and stammering on random sounds trying to form words. "Um... I– Uh... no." You can feel your heartbeat ringing in your ears, a mix of both shame and embarrassment pooling in your stomach as you answered. All of a sudden, you were completely aware of everything right now. The way you were breathing, the way you were fiddling with your fingers, the way your boiler-suit seems to be sticking to your skin just a little too much for your liking. You suddenly felt shame taking over, afraid to have disappointed your partner for being inexperienced, the lack of response from him making it worse.
"Really?" Law looks at you with an amount of surprise you've never seen on him. Then he sighs a breath of relief. "Me too. Don't worry, we're on the same page." You looked up to your boyfriend who was already smiling at you. You didn't expect Law to be a virgin, especially since he probably knew a lot of people, and has been to so many islands. You supposed you should've expected this, since Law admitted to you at the beginning of your relationship that this was his first time being in a relationship with anyone. Coincidentally, it was also your first relationship. Who could've thought the two of you were both virgins as well?
You blushed at the rare sight of him smiling, before smiling back. "I got really worried. I was scared of disappointing you if I said yes." You told him truthfully, which made Law look at you in question, "You could never disappoint me." Law's cold hand was a clear contrast to your burning skin as he cupped your cheek. "But, truth be told, I was worried too. I wasn't sure how to bring up this topic to you. I appreciate your hug earlier." He leans in and gives you a kiss on the forehead.
You thought it was impossible to have your body get any hotter, and yet here you are. Law sees you as someone precious to him, ever since you boarded the Polar Tang. He admired your skills, your confidence and your ability to easily get along with everyone. He was pleasantly surprised when he saw you already making inside jokes with Penguin and Shachi within just five days of boarding. At first he thought it was just admiration he was feeling, but it quickly developed to something else the more he grew closer to you. When Law admitted to also having the same feelings as you that night, you were glad to have your little crush on him for 3 years finally make progress.
"I want to try doing it with you." You told him, nuzzling yourself into his hand more, which he found endearing. "Are you sure about this? We don't have to do it right now." He reassures you, his other hand cupping your cheek. With the way he touches you so gently, how could you not be sure?
"It's okay. I want to."
"Alright. Let's talk about establishing some rules first, since we're both new to this." You nodded with enthusiasm, glad to be on the same page as your partner. Law chuckles at your willingness. "We've both never done this, so communication is important. You have to tell me if you like or dislike whatever I'm doing, and of course, vice versa." He lifts his index finger in the air indicating the first rule, adding his middle finger soon to emphasize the second one. The previous hesitation in his voice was nowhere to be found.
"Next is consent. This obviously goes without saying, but I'd like it if we both verbally ask each other consent before doing something." To that you nodded in agreement, a blush forming in your cheeks as you finally realized what was happening, and what was about to happen later. It's almost as if you were only processing it now. You blushed even more at the thought of you and Law in bed together, touching and pleasuring each other. You shook the very vivid images in your head away, afraid that Law could somehow read your mind and see all the malicious thoughts you were having.
"Mhm." You hummed in agreement when you noticed Law waiting for your response. "Let's take it slow, okay? We don't need to rush." He says, and suddenly you were aware of your boyfriend being close to your face. You could feel his warm breath brushing on your red cheeks, and he could probably feel yours as well. The two of you have never kissed each other before. You've kissed on the cheek or on the forehead, but never on the lips. You've always wanted to try kissing your boyfriend, but your fear of disappointing him was too strong. You've never had your first kiss before, and you were afraid of messing up. Little did you know, you actually had a lot of things in common with him. You can't help but tremble with the way Law looks at you, the way his eyes are filled with both love and lust that are only for you.
"Can I kiss you?" He whispered, so quiet that you almost didn't hear it. You placed your palm on the back of Law's hand cupping your cheek, feeling his cold, familiar hand. Your other hand is entangling with his, and you feel anticipation and anxiety bubbling in your chest at the question.
"Yes." You whispered so only he could hear it. You closed your eyes, and his face inched closer and closer to yours, warmth spreading throughout your body as his lips finally pressed on yours for the first time. The feeling of his soft lips was a new sensation, lips that were much warmer than his hands. Law took the lead, leaning into the kiss and easing you gently to kiss back, lips parting slightly against his. The two of you were clumsy in your own way, and you could taste your shared saliva.
The way his scent filled your nose drove you crazy, unconsciously gripping Law's hand on your own. You were starting to get used to the feeling, so you deepened the kiss, which made Law let out a sigh, and you felt like you could die right then and there with the heavenly sound he just made. Law slowly pulled away from the kiss, opening his eyes for your reaction, being pleasantly surprised to see you panting heavily with the look of hunger as you opened your eyes as well. He leaned in once more to peck your soft lips, as if sealing it in.
“How was it?” Law pulled away further to check on your face and expression, his hand still lingering on your warm cheeks, his thumb rubbing your skin lovingly. You were almost too stunned to reply as you began to process what happened. You just kissed Trafalgar Law. “It was good.” You responded as your breathing started to stabilize. It was good. Maybe a little too good for a first kiss. You started to wonder if maybe Law does have some kind of experience. He kissed you like it was natural for him.
“I'm glad.” He smiles at you and all your speculation goes out of the window. “Do you still wanna continue?” He asked, giving you time to think before saying anything. Your heart was pounding as you began considering all the things you could do with Law. You felt excited but scared at the same time. “I’ll understand, no matter your decision.” Law said, as if he read your mind. You smiled at him appreciatively, “I wanna do it but I'm scared. I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing it.”
“Don’t worry, I feel exactly the same.” Those words comforted you a lot more than you realized, and you completely forgot Law also doesn't have much experience. Something about the two of you experiencing such an intimate thing together for the first time in your lives made your heart swell with happiness. You wouldn't wanna be with anyone else. “Honestly, before you, I never would've thought I would be in a relationship with anyone. I used to think those things were a waste of time and energy.” Law continued, and you listened to him open up his thoughts to you, letting him give you a piece of his closed off heart.
“I was definitely proven wrong. Now I don't know what I would do without you.” You felt his grip on your hand tighten, his eyes filled with love and sincerity. You can feel contentment coursing through your veins at the thought of being the only one Law looks at in such a way. “If there's anyone I would want to do this kind of thing with, it's always gonna be you.” Law was very closed off, even before you were in a relationship, and it made you the happiest person alive knowing that he would only share his most private thoughts and secrets to you.
“I'm glad. I definitely can't see myself kissing anyone other than you so,” You chuckled at his honesty, delighted that he trusted you enough to tell you his feelings. You caught him smiling at your reaction, and you loved the sight of your partner smiling genuinely. He leaned in and gave your forehead a sweet kiss. You thought it was impossible for you to love another person this much, and yet here you were.
“Let's go to the bedroom, shall we?” Law invited, tilting his head to the side to see if you were on board with the idea. You nodded at him, the anxiety still simmering inside you, but a lot less than before. It was quickly getting replaced with excitement and anticipation. The two of you stood up from his study area and walked towards Law's bed, where you sat down. Your heart pounded, your hands folding itself on your lap, feeling his weight sinking on the bed as he sat down next to you. You turned your head to face Law, unsure on what to do to finally begin. You flinched when you saw him already inching closer to your face.
“Can I kiss you again?” Law's heart felt like it was gonna jump out of his chest as you nodded. He had already planned this exact situation in his head many times, but actually executing it was another thing. He thought of all the possibilities that could happen, so he planned for every single one and researched everything he could about being intimate, to prevent hurting you or embarrassing himself. Now that you were actually in front of him, consenting to letting him kiss you, wanting to go further with him, he couldn't be happier. An emotion that used to be so rare for him to feel suddenly became normal because of you.
It was now or never, he could finally put his research to good use. The gap between the two of you closed once more as you shut your eyes, and you felt Law's warm lips pressing on top of yours. It was such a sweet feeling, the way he kissed you with a mix of hunger and love, your lips parting with a sigh against his. His cold, calloused hand made its way back to cup your cheek, contrasting the warmth you felt with his lips. Everything around you was a blur, as if nothing else mattered but this moment. You couldn't hear anything but the sounds of your lips clashing against one another with feverish intensity.
Law leaned closer, his other hand made its way to your back, his hard chest pressing on your body as your lips never broke contact. He deepened the kiss, gaining confidence when he heard you sigh. Your lips parted against his, Law taking advantage of that by slipping his tongue inside your mouth. The feeling of something foreign startled you, unconsciously clutching on to his sleeve. Once you got used to it, you kissed him back passionately, Law trying to take the lead for the two of you. Soon, the hand on your back made its way to your nape, his fingers entangling in your hair. Before you knew it, you were laying down on the bed and Law was on top of you, moaning on your lips. He pulled away from you, breathing heavily as he took you in with half lidded eyes.
You were panting heavily, drool threatening to exit from the side of your mouth but you couldn't care less. Law chuckles at your state, chuckling as if he wasn't the reason your brain shut down from being kissed. He led you at the center of the bed and laid your head in his pillow, leaning back in to kiss your nose, almost apologizing for turning you into a mess. You wrapped your arms around his neck, accepting the apology he didn't need to give and the soft pillow.
“Can I undress you?” Law waited for you to respond before doing anything. You can't help but feel nervous again, you've never showed Law your body before so you weren't sure how he'd react. You nodded at him with a blush, your skin burning with anticipation until you finally felt his hand unbuttoning the top of your boiler-suit, then slowly unzipping it. The tank top you were wearing underneath revealed itself to Law, his eyes taking you in with astonishment. You helped him take the uniform off, lifting your waist up to help him pull it off, showing him the black shorts you wore underneath the suit.
Once he threw your uniform somewhere across the room, Law moved back on top of you after taking a good moment to admire your body. He began kissing your neck gently, his hand finding its way to your waist and holding your hand in the other. His body pressed against your chest again, this time with less clothing. It was an unusual feeling, his lips peppering kisses around your neck and the feeling of his weight on your chest at the same time. You wrapped your arm around his neck, your hand grabbing the back of his head, butterflies dancing in your stomach as you feel his finger rub circles on your palm.
You couldn't even think straight, his scent intoxicating you. You tried to suppress the sounds you were trying to make as Law’s soft, gentle kisses turned into licking and sucking. You gasped at the feeling of his tongue on your skin, licking your neck and sucking it like his life depended on it. “You're so beautiful.” You barely heard the compliment he whispered, your heartbeat ringing in your ears. Your grip on his head unconsciously tightens as you sighed, the sounds you make being music to his ears. His kisses moved further down, inching closer to your chest.
He stops and leans back, panting heavily as he lifts up your tank top. You helped him by raising your arms, then quickly covering your chest with your arms, feeling too embarrassed to show yourself in just a bra. Your face was as red as a tomato, and Law looked at you in confusion, that soon turned into genuine concern. “Is there a problem?” He asks, worried that he may have scared you with something he did. You quickly shook your head to prevent him overthinking any further.
“N-No, I just felt really embarrassed.” You looked away sheepishly, now even more embarrassed having to admit your own thoughts. “Why?” He asks bluntly, sincerely just wanting to know why. “I don't know, it was kinda sudden, so I had the urge to cover up. I'm sorry. It was out of instinct.”
“It's okay. Don't ever think I would judge you so don't apologize.” Law leans in and kisses your forehead to comfort you, feeling your skin feverishly warm. “Let’s take a break. I’ll get you some water, okay?” He says, getting off you and already making a room to teleport to the kitchen.
“That'd be nice, thank you.” He smiled at you before teleporting, and coming back in mere seconds with a pitcher and a glass of water. You sit up when you come back, using your tank top to cover up your chest and he hands you the glass. He set aside the pitcher on top of the nightstand as you drank the water he gave you, some of it dripping to your chin. You didn't realize how thirsty you were until you finally finished it.
You caught him looking at the water that dripped to your chin as you wiped it with your hand. “One more?” He asked, taking the glass from you. You shook your head no, and watched him place it next to the pitcher. He sat back next to you and kissed your cheek, before asking, “Did I make you uncomfortable?” You shook your head no. Law has always been so caring when it came to you. You didn't need anyone to tell you that because you, yourself, knew it.
Law has always felt like a different person with you. He found himself saying things he thought he would never say to anyone, again and again, while uttering the sweetest words known to mankind, he found another side to himself. He wonders if he could see how he's been living his life right now, and if he would be happy knowing that Law is trying to live more freely. He thought of what would happen if you would've been able to meet him, and how special an interaction between the two of you would've been.
“Did I ruin the mood?” You asked, feeling like you did something wrong and turned off Law by taking a break. “No, you didn't. We can continue whenever you feel like it.” He reassures you, moving further in the bed to sit closer to you.
“Thank you, Law.” You kissed his cheek sweetly, the action pleasantly surprising Law, causing him to smile at you. He wasn't used to being called by his name, but hearing you say his name instead of captain made him feel special. His eyes, although tired, were filled with so much love for you. You felt like the happiest person alive because of this man. “I wanna continue now.” You state.
“Are you sure? You don't have to force yourself if you don't feel like you're ready.” You kissed him again, on his lips this time, to answer his question. “Yes, I'm sure. Don't worry about me. I’ll tell you if I want to stop at any time.” You kissed him again to seal the deal, Law chuckling at you. “You're so cute.” A blush formed on your cheeks at his compliment, it was your first time being showered by this much praise by Law, of all people. You didn't expect your captain to be this loving and sweet in private when you joined his crew. It was hard to imagine, seeing as he's so nonchalant and detached. But now you don't even need to imagine him like that.
“I’m gonna take my clothes off too so you we're even. Is that okay?” You nodded as you laid back down as you watched Law unbutton his polo, revealing his chest and arms, and the tattoos on them that you know all too well. It was normal for Law to only wear a long cloak, his detailed heart tattoo and his well defined abs on a display for everyone to see. You've seen them before, but you've never seen them this close. You've thought about what it would be like to touch his abs, to feel how hard they were and how they would feel against your skin, often finding your thoughts wandering off whenever you see him working out, or dangerously yet, while you were in battle together.
You didn't realize you were staring at him until he inched closer to you again, his masculine scent filling your nose as he moved on top of you. You slowly removed the tank top covering your chest, your eyes immediately looking elsewhere to avoid seeing Law's reaction, only to look back when you heard him mumble a curse word beneath his breath.
“Can I kiss you? Please?” Your nod was all he needed to quickly lean in and seal your lips in another kiss. This time, you could tell Law was trying his best to stay patient, his kisses being much rougher than before, especially now that he knew what to do. You were having a hard time keeping up, and you couldn't help but moan against his lips, your hand gripping his dark hair. You felt his weight on top of you again, finally knowing the feeling of his abs rubbing against your stomach along with the feeling of your shared heartbeats. He pulled away unexpectedly, leaving you whining for more.
“Can I touch you?” He pants, looking straight into your eyes with so much desire. He really wasn't kidding when it came to verbally asking for consent. You couldn't even form any more words and simply nodded. Soon enough, you felt a large hand on one of your breasts for the first time, massaging it experimentally to see what made you tick. “Kiss me, Law.” Those three words were all you needed to say for his lips to finally meet yours once again. You whimpered at the feeling, Law drinking in every single sound you made.
You arched your back and removed the clasp behind your bra with one hand, letting Law remove it from the front, your lips never leaving contact. He threw your bra somewhere in the room and pulled away, a string of saliva connecting from your mouths, the two of you panting heavily while looking into each other's eyes. “You're so pretty like this.” You smiled at Law, taking note of his reaction at the sudden compliment. He was taken aback, his cheeks and the tips of his ears were painted a deep red, but he continued as if he didn't hear anything. He continued fondling your breasts, massaging it and playing with your nipples.
He watched you squirm beneath him at the feeling, observing your expression to see what action would get a reaction from you. You whimpered when he flicked your nipples, his hand almost big enough to cover your whole breast. “Does that feel good?” Law asked, looking into your eyes as he continued. You nodded, unable to respond with words, feeling helpless being stared at. You whimpered when Law took your other breast into his mouth, his tongue tasting your skin once more, all while his eyes never left yours. His tongue started teasing your nipple, his other hand massaging the muscle. It was such a new feeling, but it felt good.
Your back arched at the feeling, closing your eyes and covering your mouth as you moaned. You didn't even realize you were lifting your hips up until Law used one of his hands to hold you down and keep you in place. He didn't think he would love seeing you get undone this much, the way you whimpered and gasped at every touch was so intoxicating to him. This very moment would be burnt to his memory. But Law wanted to see you more. He wanted so much more. “You're gorgeous.” Law felt like what he said was an understatement as he looked at you. In his eyes, you were beyond gorgeous. You were the embodiment of heaven on earth, a goddess in a human’s body. Every scar, every stretch mark, every little imperfection you had was what made you perfect. Words couldn't describe how mesmerizing you were, and seeing you get lost with pleasure made Law fight the urge to just devour you whole right then and there.
You felt like your body was actually on fire with the way he looked at you, his touch adding fuel to the fire, his lustful yet loving gaze felt like it could set fire to you. If looks could kill, he would definitely burn you alive. And you would thank him for it.
He moved further down your skin after having enough of bullying your chest, leaving kisses on your stomach on his way to your abdomen, getting painfully close to your sex. He maintained eye contact with you even as he took your shorts off, loving the way you try to look away but can't. You were almost naked in front of Law and you couldn't feel any more embarrassed. You covered your face with your hands to avoid seeing his reaction, waiting for Law to do something.
“Could you show me how you like being touched?” You took a peak at him to see if he was serious, only to be met with him looking at you, waiting patiently for you to show him. He put a pillow under your hips, silently thanking Bepo from the past for insisting him to get two pillows for his bed since he kept arguing that he only needed one. “Don't be shy.” He encouraged you, moving back to lean in and kiss the back of your hand, trying to coax you to stop covering your face. To his surprise, it worked, and you gave him one last look before dragging your hand down to your sex, your underwear already soaking wet. Law watched as you carefully started rubbing your clit, doing what you would usually do if you were pleasuring yourself at the thought of him. You tried your best to show him what made you feel good, your other hand playing with your own breast.
You looked at Law with half lidded eyes as you moaned his name under your breath, hips lifting at the feeling. Law was torn between watching your hand and watching your pleasured face, his already hard erection painfully tightening in his jeans. You felt so good that you momentarily forgot Law was watching, and you pushed your panties aside to slip a finger in. It felt uncomfortable at first, it's been a while since you've touched yourself, but you quickly found a rhythm that felt good for you. “L-Law.” You moaned his name again, and he leaned in to kiss your lips. You didn't know what to focus on anymore as you felt his tongue entering your mouth again. You kissed him back passionately, whimpering against his lips, your teeth clumsily clashing on to his.
You took your finger out and Law pulled away as he pants, “Can I touch you now?” He asks, his patience wearing thin. You hummed as a yes and Law wasted no time and took off your ruined panties, throwing them somewhere across the room. He started slowly, trying to imitate the way you rubbed your clit, watching your face, and trying to see some kind of reaction. It felt new, the feeling of another person's hand touching you for the first time. Though it was also new to him, Law was a fast learner. He was clumsy and unsure at first, but he quickly learned the right spot and the right way to make you feel good by observing your reactions.
“Does that feel good?” He asks, gaining more confidence with his skills when you nodded at him. Soon enough, Law was making you whimper and squirm beneath him. He threaded carefully, trying to find the right time to slip a finger in, just like what you did. Your breath hitches as Law started kissing your inner thighs while continuing to rub your clit, your eyes meeting each other. You felt like you could drown in his eyes, with the way he takes you in so willingly. You gasped when you felt his finger slip in, your back arching with a moan as Law cursed under his breath at the sight.
His hand was a lot bigger than yours so his fingers felt foreign to you. You tightened around him, squirming at the uncomfortable feeling as he slowly pushed in. “Are you okay? Does it hurt?” Law asked, planting kisses in your inner thighs to ease you. “Just a little.” You sighed, trying to get used to the feeling before Law started to move his finger. He remembered the research he did, and the correct way to motion to do instead of going in and out. Everything he was doing now was new to him, but it was all planned out in his mind. All those books he read were seeming to prove its use. You moaned at the feeling, your legs instinctively trying to close themselves in embarrassment, Law using his other hand to hold your thigh.
He continued pleasuring you, staring intently at your expression to see if he was doing it correctly. “Does that feel good?” You nodded when Law's finger went faster, your hips lifting themselves at the feeling. “Mmhm,” You watched Law in between your thighs, staring back at you in fascination. He loved seeing you react to his touch, especially loving the way you throw your head back and arch your back as he curled his finger inside you. Something about the way you moaned his name made something in him snap. He wished he could remember this moment vividly and capture your lustful expression for him only.
“A-Add another one, please.” Law was trying his best to stay calm at your request, and did as he was told, slowly inserting his ring finger inside, his heartbeat ringing in his ears. It was so warm and wet inside you, he couldn't even begin to imagine how good it would feel to be inside you. He waits for you to feel comfortable enough and waits for your permission to start moving. You closed your eyes shut as you tried to get used to the feeling, his long fingers filling you up nicely. You nodded at him, head throwing back as soon as you felt his fingers move inside you.
You choked out a moan when Law's other hand started teasing your clit, your knuckles turning white as you gripped the bedsheet. Law watches you in satisfaction, relishing in all of the sounds you make and your reaction to his touch. Seeing you writhe beneath him was a turn on to him, but the thought of you coming on his fingers was even more arousing. His touch was getting rougher, playing with your clit and curling his fingers inside you at a fast pace. Your mind couldn't form any more thoughts, moaning helplessly as the only thing your mind could think about was to release.
“Shhh, you wouldn't wanna wake anyone up.” You didn't even notice how loud you were being until Law shushed you. You placed your hand to your mouth, attempting to silence any more shameless noises from you, only to terribly fail when Law hits a certain spot. You choked on a whimper, your hips lifting themselves at the pleasure. “Law, c-close–”
“So close!” You gave up trying to suppress your moans and grabbed onto his arm, trying to desperately chase release. “Go ahead. Come for me.” Law licks his lips and goes faster, watching your face with lustful eyes. Your whole body trembled when you finally came, your nails digging into Law's skin as he let you ride your orgasm on his fingers. His pace gradually slowed, and eventually pulled them out, his tattooed fingers wet from your release. He watched even as you tried to catch your breath, your mind starting to clear up and you finally realized what happened. You automatically blushed when you looked at Law, who was smirking at you while licking his fingers with your wetness on it. You couldn't believe he just did that. “How was it?”
“It… it was good.” Your face was probably as red as a tomato trying to answer him. He gets up from between your thighs and moves back on top of you, catching your lips in a sweet kiss. You could taste yourself a little in his tongue, the taste soon getting mixed with your saliva. Law pulled away first, chuckling at your dazed expression. “I’m glad. Do you wanna continue then?” He asks, seemingly ready to pounce on you at any moment but chooses not to. You gathered yourself as you looked at him with a blush before asking,
“But what about you?” Law raised his brows at your question. “What about me?” “A-Aren’t I supposed to make you feel good too?” You asked, looking away to avoid eye contact, and Law felt like he was about to die at that moment at how cute you were, though his expression tells a different story. He wondered where you learned that sort of thing, and contemplated on what to do. Honestly, he already felt really good just watching you come. If you wanted to make him feel good too, just coming for him was enough. He looked at you with half lidded eyes, deciding to tell you how he honestly felt, “I already felt good by making you feel good.”
You blushed at his answer, your lips turning into a pout. You felt a little selfish being the only one who was touched and felt good. Although you’ve never touched a man before, you'd still wanna try pleasuring your lover. You didn't want it to be one-sided. “But…” Your eyes shifting from his erection, still painfully hidden in his jeans, before looking back at him, your glance not going unnoticed by Law. He looks at you knowingly but chooses to ignore it. “It’s okay, really. We'll feel good together soon.” He kissed your forehead to soothe you.
“Let's continue, okay?” Your cheeks reddened even more, before nodding at him in anticipation. He smiles at you softly, before pressing another sweet kiss on your lips to help you feel at ease. Law started slowly, waiting until he felt your shoulders relax to kiss you more passionately. Soon enough, you were whimpering against his lips, clutching onto his arm once again. He pulled away, satisfied at your flushed and dazed expression. He grabs the lube and protection you didn't notice were on his nightstand, and you watched absentmindedly as he unbuttoned his spotted jeans, impressed by how long he was able to hold on without taking them off.
You watched even as he removed his underwear, revealing himself to you. Your eyes lingered at the sight of him for the first time, your face heating up as you stared at it. You start to wonder how something like that would fit inside you and Law blushes at your intense stare, feeling embarrassed at your fascination with him. Noticing his discomfort, you tried to give him space and looked away, waiting for him to start doing something. You heard his shaky breath as he leaned in close to you, the two of you now fully naked. You never would've guessed this was how it felt like to truly be intimate with someone, your heart feeling full at the sight of Law's face.
He was even more beautiful than you'd expected, his tattoos and the scars he has each having their own stories to tell. You wrapped your arms around him, planting small kisses along his jaw, your hand tracing the scars on his back. Law finds himself fumbling at your touch, distracted by how gentle you're kissing him. It made him feel so warm inside being touched so lovingly by you. He struggled to put the condom on himself, his breath hitching as you started leaving hickeys on his neck. Once he succeeded, he slathered a fair amount of lube onto his palm and spread it on himself, pumping his member lightly. You pulled away when you felt Law lining up to your entrance, staring at you longingly while waiting for your approval.
You unconsciously tighten your embrace around him, bracing yourself for what's about to happen next. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, and your skin felt sticky against Law's, but being so close to him has never felt so good. You loved the feeling of his hard chest pressing against your breasts and feeling the way he breathes.
“Can I put it in?” He asks, his hand finding its way to your waist, lifting your thigh with the other one. He leaves kisses around your collarbone, nibbling and licking your skin as he waits for your consent. You bit your lower lip in anticipation, “Please.” It was all Law needed before he slowly inserted himself, attempting his best to not hurt you as much. You inhaled sharply at the feeling, your fingers entangling in Law's dark hair as you tried to get used to it. Noticing your discomfort, he tries to set your focus on something else, his mouth making its way to your breasts. He takes it in his mouth, teasing your nipple to distract you from your pain.
“Are you okay?” He stopped to ask, and you nod at him, unable to form any more words, drool threatening to leave your lips. He whispers comforting words to you, showering you with praise for doing well and encourages you. Your head throws back to the pillow as you adjust to the feeling, unknowingly clutching onto Law's hair tightly as he slowly pushes himself deeper. He hisses every curse word known to mankind, his fingers digging into your waist. He continues teasing your breasts, his tongue flicking on your nipple. He pulls away from your nipple and shifts his attention to your neck, grunting on your skin as he leaves hickeys around your collarbone.
“Fuck, you're taking me so well.” Law felt like he could come already just from being inside you, with how you felt incredibly good around him. You make a strangled noise at the feeling of his teeth sinking on your skin, whimpering helplessly when his tongue laps over the bite mark. You melted into him, becoming a whiny mess with just a simple touch without even realizing it. Law pants as he bottoms out inside you, grunting as you tighten around him. He leans in to seal your lips in a kiss, waiting for you to adjust to his size before moving. He drinks in all the sounds you make against his lips, allowing his tongue to enter your mouth.
“Mmhm,” You trembled at everything you were feeling at once, his tongue playing with yours, his tattooed hand teasing your breasts, and the feeling of him throbbing inside you was all too much. You pulled away from Law, unable to keep up with his intense kiss. He kisses your cheek softly, noticing your struggle and whispering reassurance in your ear. “You're doing so well, love. So good for me.” He cooed, showering you with praise as he touched you, his hand roaming around your body. You whined beneath him, still trying to adjust to his throbbing member. You looked at the part between your legs where you can clearly see the two of you connected with one another.
It takes a few minutes for you to give Law your permission to start moving. He starts off slow, gently rocking his hips between your thighs, sighing at the feeling of you around him. He grunts a stream of curse words, taking the lord's name in vain with every breath. You can feel yourself lose control over your thoughts, unable to think of anything else. You could feel every inch of him within you, and as you look up, you catch a glimpse of his lustful yet loving look. A look that only you have seen.
You couldn't even look away, not when Law still looked devilishly handsome even when sweat was dripping off his face with his hair sticking onto his forehead. You have never felt happier sharing such an intimate moment with anyone else. You wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a soft smile, a silent encouragement for him to keep going.
Law only smiled back and leaned in with a small peck on your lips, before taking your encouragement and started rocking his hips faster. The sound of gasps, bed creaking and skin slapping filled the room, but you were more focused on the man you love the most, who was trying his best to pleasure you and was doing so well. Gently caressing his cheek, you attempt to speak, “I lov-” Until Law thrusted into a spot you've never touched before, pleasuring you in ways you've never felt and your words of affection quickly turned into moans.
Your hands made their way back around his neck, and the feeling of him thrusting inside with all his weight on top of you felt so good. Too good in fact, and you couldn't help but tighten around him, causing him to grunt right in your ear. It almost made you wanna do it again, just so he could make more noise. He kept up the pace and you felt yourself getting closer and closer. You tightened around him again, getting too lost in the pleasure to even hear Law swearing again. Your hands gripped his back, nails digging into his skin but you couldn't care less. All you wanted right now was to come together with your lover.
“Come for me again.” was all you could hear before your vision saw the stars, and you finally came, Law following soon after a few more thrusts. Panting heavily, you eventually came down from your high and you felt him slowly pull out. You looked up to see Law panting as well, gazing into your eyes with all the love in the world. Both of you were tired, sweaty, and sticky all over, but none of that even mattered. You've never felt more connected with your lover before, and the happiness that swelled in your chest was too much to bear.
You pulled him closer and kissed his lips gently, as if making it the last act of their love making. He kissed you back sweetly, before pulling away to look at you once more.
When Law started laughing, you were astounded. Exhilaration was bubbling up to your chest from the sound of your partner laughing, a smile forming on your lips without even knowing. Before you knew it, you were also laughing with him. You had no idea what you two were laughing about, you were just glad to see him so happy. He's always looked better with a smile.
Law leaned in again and pecked your lips while still giggling, his thumb rubbing your cheek. All the anxiety and pressure you two felt disappeared just like that. “I’ll clean you up.” He says, his voice painted with happiness. You hum in agreement.
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The two of you settle in the bathtub of Law's bathroom, where you imagined he took a bath when you accidentally walked in on him. It almost feels surreal, letting him clean you up like he said he would. He's lathering the shampoo onto his palm before gently rubbing it onto your scalp. You felt so sleepy with how gentle he was massaging you, and you wouldn't be surprised if you did fall asleep, seeing as how your activities from earlier definitely did tire you out.
You closed your eyes when you realized Law was washing off the shampoo already. Now you could really fall asleep. You felt the water run from your hair, down to your body, the suds almost getting on your eyes. But, you eventually felt your whole body giving up to rest and you let sleep completely take over, leaning over at Law's broad chest.
He was gently scrubbing your body with a soapy washcloth when he realized you had already fallen asleep. Amused by his lover, he sighs lovingly and continues cleaning you up without waking his sleeping beauty. He eventually finishes and as carefully as he could, dried you up. He realized you didn't have any of your own clothes in his room, so he dresses you up with one of his shirts and a pair of pants that fit slightly loose on you but should feel comfortable enough.
Law gently carries you to his bed with a fresh new bedsheet and blanket, which he changed before the two of you took a bath. He laid you down carefully, covering you with the blanket before stepping back to admire your sleeping face. He realized you must've been really tired. He sits down on the edge of his bed, his hand reaching up to pat your head. He chuckles at the sound of your slight snoring and mumbling.
You looked so peaceful sleeping like this. He could almost imagine the look on your face once he tells you what he's been planning. How could he possibly leave now, when you're making it this hard for him to?
Almost as if on queue, your eyes slowly open to the sight of your partner looking at you with a look you can't discern, with the feeling of his hand patting your head. He smiles at you, but you were too sleepy to notice. All you wanted was for him to lie down next to you. “Come sleep with me.” You mumbled, hoping it was loud enough for him to hear. And it was, as Law started to carefully lay down next to you.
You lifted your arms along with the blanket, a gentle offer for him to come inside and cuddle with you. He kindly took the offer and the two of you got comfortable, before you slowly drifted to sleep in the embrace of your lover. Law sighed and closed his eyes.
How could he ever leave for Punk Hazard?
He held you a little tighter around him, almost as if letting go would mean goodbye.
Just for a while, he thinks. Just for a while, maybe I could let myself be happy for once.