To Love An Assassin

by Rayzee

Summary:

I might have an obsession with the couple now. Read and Enjoy.

Koby walked down the hall of the building. He felt his stomach doing flips. He had been doing this for months, but it still made him just as nervous as the first time. He swallows thickly as the large office door comes into view. He walks up to it, standing in front of it, frozen in place. He feels himself start to shake. He chews on his lower lip, taking a deep breath, and he goes to knock but stops when he hears the rise of a voice from inside the office.

"Others are starting to talk. They think you are becoming weak." Koby frowns at this. His arm drops to his side as he continues to listen.

"Do you think I'm becoming weak?" The swift reply comes.

"No, of course not. But if something is going on." The first answers.

"Nothing is going on."

"Something is. I can help if you allow it, " the first says. "If the others continue to think as they are, they will be less likely, too."

"Less likely to what? Follow me? My rank makes them unable not to follow me. It's that simple. Out. Now." The reply to the other is crisp and unambiguous, leaving no room for argument.

"Of course." Koby jumps back from the door, looking around. Not that there was a place to hide. His heart sinks as he quickly moves back to the door and knocks on it. He fights back a wince as the door opens. He looks at the other in the doorway. "Captain." The other greets with a grin. Koby feels his stomach twist. He knew the dark blonde didn't like him. Not really. He had learned not to let it bother him when it came to most. However, he was different. He was dangerous in a different sort of way.

"Hello," Koby says, down casting his eyes.

"You have perfect timing as always." The blonde says with a laugh. "I hope you had an enjoyable day," the blonde says before stepping aside to let him into the office.

"Thank you. I hope you have as well," Koby says, walking past him. He walks into the office and the center of the room.

"I'll see you in the morning, " the blonde says, looking back at the dark-haired male behind the desk before leaving, shutting the door on his way out.

Koby sighs, his shoulders untensing, causing him to slouch slightly. He looks up and feels a weight come to his shoulder. He looks to his left shoulder and smiles slightly as he raises his hand.

"Hello, " he whispers. "How are you, Hattori?" he asks as the pigeon happily nuzzles against his warm hand. The pigeon coos in return as Koby pets it under its beak along its neck with his knuckle.

"How much did you hear?" The question makes Koby wince slightly. He looks at Lucci, who stayed seated behind the desk. His elbow rested on the arm of the chair, and his cheek rested against his knuckles.

"Not much. Does Kaku know?" Koby looks back at the door.

"I highly doubt it," Lucci says. "He didn't know you were coming, " he says simply as Hattori nuzzles Koby's cheek.

"But he knows I have been coming," Koby mutters, looking back at Lucci.

"It's none of his concern who I see or why, for that matter," Lucci says, sitting back in the large leather chair and rolling his shoulders.

"Is what he said true? Are the others of CP0 starting to think you are weak?" Koby asks, Hattori puffs up his chest at the question before flying to the top of a high bookshelf where a makeshift nest is that he snuggles into.

"It hardly matters what they think," Lucci says, picking up a piece of paper and scanning it with his eyes.

"Doesn't it, though? If the world nobles start to think..." Koby starts but stops at Lucci's low chuckle.

"Are you worried for my safety? " he says, flicking his eyes up to look over the top of the paper. Koby blushes, looking away.

"It would just be a shame to lose your skills..." Koby whispers, chewing on the inside of his cheek. He fights back the urge to turn to glare at Hattori, who lets out a coo as if laughing at him.

"Which skills are you referring to? Specifically," Lucci asks, setting the paper back down on the desk. He smirks when Koby's face heats up, turning from a light pink to a slightly darker shade.

"You're skills in the field!" Koby says, looking up at him. The deep chuckle Lucci lets out again only serves to fluster him more.

"Come," Lucci says. His eyes flicked directly before him before looking back up at Koby. Koby swallows, but moves with little hesitation. He feels his stomach start to flip again. He stops before Lucci, who spins his chair to face the left side. He looks at Koby for a long moment, making Koby feel like he's being examined.

"Lucci..." he mutters, looking at the older male, who smirks before holding his hand. Koby looks at the offered hand before taking it with his own. He doesn't fight as he is tugged forward. "You know Kaku likes you," Koby whispers. He glances away as Lucci raises a brow curiously.

"Care to elaborate?" Lucci hums his free hand, moving to unzip Koby's jacket.

"A blind person could see it," Koby says, looking at Lucci.

"I know full well, I meant for you to elaborate on why this is a current topic," Lucci says.

"Does he know what we do? Honestly." Koby says.

"Does he worry you?" Lucci asks, suddenly tugging Koby. Koby gasps, catching himself. His right knee comes up to the chair seat between Lucci's legs, and his free hand is planted firmly against the back of the chair by Lucci's head.

"....Slightly," Koby admits. "He hides his true self well," Koby whispers, locking eyes with Lucci.

"Maybe. But he isn't a threat." Lucci says.

"Yet," Koby says, not realizing he is leaning forward, his eyes falling to Lucci's lips.

"Never," Lucci whispers before catching Koby's lips in a kiss.

Koby falls into the feeling of the kiss. He can't help but moan softly. He opens his mouth, letting Lucci's tongue enter. He moans slightly louder as he is pulled into the elder's lap. The arm of the chair digs into his thigh slightly, and he can't be bothered by the feeling—not when Lucci's tongue is so expertly mapping out his mouth, slow and rough at the same time.

"Ah," Koby gasps when the kiss is finally broken. His lips are moist, and a trail of saliva runs down the corner of his mouth. He rocks against Lucci's thigh between his legs as Lucci busies himself attacking Koby's neck. "Lucci," Koby gasps as he is lifted easily before being laid on the desk. He maons arching up as Lucci's right hand slips under his shirt. His left palming between his legs at his cock that is already hard, and starting to pulse.

Lucci only hums as he pushes Koby's shirt up his body. His fingers caress Koby's chest; his mouth latches onto Koby's left nipple. He purrs at the groan he pulls from Koby as his left hand shifts to undo the front of his pants. His eyes shift, his nails elongating to claws.

Koby's eyes flutter shut. He could still recall the day this had all started. He could remember it like it was yesterday, though it had been over a year ago, how a simple meeting ended with him pinned against his cabin wall. How the Assassin had seemed consumed with sexual lust instead of a blood lust that he was so known for. He had tried to fight at first. He had tried to push the elder off, wanting to snap him out of whatever had consumed his mind. But even with the pain, it had felt so good, too good. It had been rough, intense, and bloody. It had been all the things Koby had never seen himself enjoying when it came to sex. But at the end, he was held close, wrapped in strong arms, and comforted by soft, heavily textured spotted fur.

He had been sure it was a fluke, especially when he woke the next morning to find Lucci already gone. Koby had spent weeks hiding the marks that were slow to heal. And as if knowing the exact moment the last mark had finally faded, Koby found himself again face to face with the Assassin in the same position. The difference was that this time he didn't fight. He let it happen, let himself be taken, claimed, marked. He let himself fall into whatever the Assassin was willing to give. Although he had accepted it as a one-time event, he had longed to repeat it and was so happy that it did.

And after once again, Koby woke alone the next morning, he waited for the marks to heal. And again, he was met with the Assassin once they were all finally gone. It soon became a routine that repeated every few weeks. Koby soon found himself counting down as each mark healed. And finally, after weeks had turned to months, he woke one morning to Lucci still in bed with him. He had been in shock at first to see the Assassin next to him, holding him. He then realized the reason why. Lucci was still firmly connected to him. He had tried to shift away to free himself only to be met with a deep growl and strong arms tightening around him to the point of being able to bruise. He looked as Lucci's eyes had opened to look at him.

It was then and only then that they finally spoke to each other for the first time. Koby finally got an answer as to what and why Lucci continued to seek him out. The answer had been short and to the point. It was because of his devil fruit. The leopard within had liked Koby's scent the first time they came across each other in the meeting room. Koby had been surprised to find this answer hurt to hear, though he wasn't sure why at the time.

Time passed after that, and more weeks became months, and it all turned into a predictable and even comfortable routine. Koby's skin is slowly gaining faint scars not from training or being in battle, but from the Assassins and their couplings. Koby found himself absentmindedly tracing them as time passed. Finally, the second time came when he woke up to Lucci, who was still in bed with him. This time, though, they weren't tied together, forcing the devil fruit user to stay. Koby stared at him for a long moment before Lucci finally spoke, startling him, though it provided the shift in their strange set relationship.

The time between Lucci's coming to him shortened. He'd wake up to him in the morning far more often. They would talk before needing to get ready and go their separate ways. Koby finds the Assassin cold and unforgiving about everything he does. He found this true about him both in the field and in bed. Every rumor he had heard about the devil fruit user seemed entirely accurate, yet he relished every time they met.

"Lucci!" Koby cries, arching as his hands are pinned above his head by his wrists. His body shakes as the barred cock rams into his body relentlessly. A furry muzzle nuzzling against the side of his neck, a deep purr rumbling from the hybrid's chest. Koby doesn't realize the tears that strike his face until a rough tongue is smoothed over his wet cheek.

"Such a good boy." Lucci's voice is deep and mind-numbing to Koby. "Such a good mate." He growls, and Koby can't help but toss his head back and moan at the praise—the praise he had worked so hard for and had started to crave and need.

Koby couldn't pin down when he started to crave the praise Lucci would give. He wasn't sure when it had become so ingrained in him to need it. But he could remember the first time Lucci had done so. A cold, dark, stormy night that he had come. Before then, Lucci had been all but silent during their coupling. But the moment he muttered a simple 'good boy' to him long he had been on his knees sucking on Lucci's cock like his life depended on it he was hooked. His mind was spinning and spiralling as the words replayed in his head.

It was only in the last few months that Koby started coming to Lucci instead of Lucci coming to him. The change-up occurred because Koby was being sent out more, with the chaos going on in the world out at sea because of the age of pirates. Koby was terrified when he first visited the CP0 headquarters to find Lucci. They had been separated for the longest time scents started their meetings regularly. He had expected Lucci to send him away for showing up. Instead, Lucci looked down at him with an unreadable expression before pulling him to his office and pinning him against the door he closed, all in one smooth motion.

"Ah-Lucci... Going too..." Koby's eyes roll back as Lucci's clawed, fur covered hand pumps his cock. Koby cries out as he spills over, back arching. The snarl above him makes him shake as feels Lucci cock pulse inside him filling him.

Koby falls back onto the desk. Body aching, bruised, and bloody, covered in sweat. He stares up at the ceiling, eyes unfocused. He pants heavily as his body starts to cool down. He groans softly as he is lifted from the desk. He weakly wraps his arms around Lucci's neck and settles on his shins, straddling Lucci as Lucci sits back in the large office chair. Koby rests against Lucci's chest, the devil fruit user still in their hybrid form.

"I need to get back..." Koby murmurs, half asleep, as Lucci runs his hand through his hair.

"You won't be going anywhere for a few hours," Lucci murmurs, smirking, his fangs showing from behind his lips.

"Fuck..." Koby mutters slowly, realizing Lucci had knotted him as he slowly came down from his euphoric high. Though his heart soars at knowing the elder would hold him.

Koby nuzzles against Lucci's chest, sighing as Lucci's free hand runs up and down his back. The tips of his claws make his skin prickle. He feels gritty and disgusting. But he had learned that was a usual feeling when sleeping with Lucci. Between the drying of sweat and blood and cum it was impossible not to feel disgusting and raw after.

"Next time," Lucci says. "Maybe, we can make it to my private quarters." He offers. Koby hums, a slight smile on his lips. It wasn't much, but he had learned it was small statements of the like that showed there was some part of Lucci that wasn't purely psychopathic.

"That would be nice." Koby murmurs. "But maybe we should just meet there next time to ensure it," Koby says with a yawn. The deep chuckle that Lucci gives in return makes Koby hum contentedly.

"I think we can arrange that." He purrs, and Koby drifts to sleep. Lucci rests back into the chair, keeping hold of Koby. He closes his eyes and manages to fall asleep. It was far from the first time they needed to sleep in such a position until morning.