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“Ughh, To—!!”
Law stuffs a handkerchief down Luffy’s throat with two tattooed fingers. He watches in amusement as Luffy slightly gags, then presses his slick cock between Luffy’s slightly closed legs, making sure to purposely rub the rim of his hole back and forth.
There's an indescribable urge to bully Luffy, watch him squirm, maybe even cry, and this right now is barely enough. He knows it’s mainly out of frustration from how long it’s been since he’s seen or touched Luffy, but who cares about the details right now.
With one hand, he pins both of Luffy’s wrists over his head against the bathroom stall.
Law leans back slightly, taking everything in.
It’s a Tuesday morning. They’re in the last stall of an old bathroom on the west wing of the school. Luffy is completely naked, with nothing but his unbuttoned school shirt and a red undershirt rolled up just enough to expose his stomach and chest.
Law is nestled between Luffy’s thighs, softly rubbing against Luffy’s hole so it can get a feel for his length again.
Just in case Luffy forgot how it felt.
But in spite of the roughness and teasing, Luffy’s dick is hard and leaking, like always.
“Hm, you look so slutty.” Law breathes out, rubbing his shaft harder against Luffy’s entrance.
“MMM!” Luffy shakes his head, trying to shift his body away.
“How are you still loud?” Law can’t help but smirk. No surprise, Luffy can find a way to still be anything but compliant.
His eyes fixate on Luffy’s, the clear embarrassment and drool going down his chin turns Law on more than he’d want to admit. Nothing new.
Maybe he did have a sadistic tendency, and if that were the case, the way Luffy stares back means they’re a perfect match. Nothing has changed.
Law moves his free hand back down to Luffy’s hips, then further down to the back of his thigh. “Lift,” he commands.
Luffy frowns and does the complete opposite. Stands still, tiptoes firmly planted on the floor.
Law scoffs, “brat.” He slowly slides his cock away from Luffy’s hole, fighting his own urge to go in. He’s so close to losing his fucking mind if he doesn’t fuck Luffy right now, but if Luffy wasn't going to obey, he couldn’t show how desperate he is.
Luffy blinks up disappointingly. A little whine escapes his throat, and quicker than Law expected, Luffy lifts his leg up slowly, refusing to meet Law’s eyes.
He doesn’t need to look to know just what kind of pleased-with-himself-asshole expression is on Law’s face. He is embarrassed enough as it is.
As expected, Law doesn’t hide his pleased smirk.
“Good boy.” Law whispers so gently that it makes Luffy’s body shiver. His hole pulsing desperately to feel full already.
In one swift movement, Law hooks Luffy’s leg on his arm, aligns his cock against Luffy’s entrance, and without hesitating, swiftly forces his cock halfway in. And holy fuck, Law’s mind goes blank for a moment, squeezing his eyes shut.
Luffy feels just as good as he remembers.
A strange noise that sounds like a whimper escapes Luffy’s covered mouth. From pain or pleasure, Law can’t tell.
Luffy looks up at Law through wet, glossy, half-lidded eyes.
Now that look, Law does know. Desire, want, need, and Law missed that look so fucking much. Luffy is just as desperate as he is, but just like Luffy, Law is stubborn. So instead of giving Luffy what he wants, he pulls out slowly.
Luffy throws his head back, hitting it against the bathroom stall.
Law pulls out even slower again, till only the tip is in.
“Maybe.” Law bites back a moan and swallows his own wants. “I should finger you again, or add more lube.” He smiles, enjoying this way too much.
“You’re too tight," he says as he dips down and gently bites Luffy’s cheek. God. He missed this.
“..”
He moves his mouth away from Luffy’s cheek to his ear, making sure his lips brush against the skin along the way.
“What’s wrong?” He whispers, then chuckles softly, knowing fully well that Luffy can’t answer.
“You wanted me to stop, right—FUCK!”
Luffy headbutts Law’s chin, shaking his head furiously.
“You fucking little...” Without hesitation, Law forces his cock fully in, as deep as this angle lets.
Luffy’s body stiffens, then trembles, trying to get away. Every inch of his body feels like it's on fire. He’s full and stretched, and it’s almost unbearably painful.
But at the same time, that same fire melts his body into pure ecstasy. His mind goes blank, bouncing between the sensations of pain and pleasure. Law is too big, too thick, and too deep, but not deep enough. He needs more. Wishes Law would fuck him senselessly already.
He looks up at Law, mentally gone. And Law swears he sees little hearts in Luffy’s eyes, staring at him.
Law pulls out slowly, snapping Luffy back into reality, just to forcefully fill him up again.
“You.. feel so good,” Law groans, barely above a whisper, now thrusting violently. He’s not holding back; it’s been too long since he had a good fuck.
Since he fucked Luffy, to be exact.
His eyes stay focused on Luffy’s face the whole time, fighting his own urge to close his eyes and lose himself in the sensation of Luffy’s needy ass. There’s no way in hell he’d ever miss any of Luffy’s getting fucked expressions.
Luffy comes quickly without warning, his eyes rolling back and his head slamming against the wall from the force.
Law licks his lips. He could almost come just from the sight, but that would mean ending this, and that’s not something he’s ready for. Not when Luffy’s ass keeps tightening around his cock, begging to stay.
“You really..” Law stops himself and bites Luffy’s neck instead.
Luffy twitches weakly. Goosebumps form all over his body from the overstimulation, but he lets Law have his way with him. It's not like he has a choice. It hurts, starting to feel too much, too overbearing, but it’s so good. So fucking good. He wishes he could hug Law’s neck and cry for him to stop, just to encourage Law to fuck him even harder. He cries against the handkerchief, his toes curling. He’s so messed up, and when he feels Law hit his good spot again, he’s almost sure he’ll piss himself any second now.
Law lifts Luffy’s leg up even further, stretching him wider and ignoring his face twisting in overstimulation and discomfort. Fuck. That's one of his favorite.
Tears run down Luffy's cheek, wincing. Fuck, fuck. Law feels his sanity completely break—if he even had any to begin with. He jerks his hips into Luffy as roughly and as deeply as he can. His grip on Luffy's wrist tightens, pinning him steadily, but Luffy's body slides up and down against the wall from the force. He’s almost sure that if anyone’s outside the bathroom, they'll hear the sounds of Law’s cock selfishly slamming into Luffy’s ass.
But he couldn’t give a fuck about that right now.
He wishes he could keep his eyes open to see more of Luffy and more of his tears, but the pool of heat in the pit of his stomach forces him to close his eyes. He bites his lip hard enough to hold back his own moans.
It’s Luffy’s turn to stare at Law’s face; he almost chokes through the handkerchief, drool pooling further down his chin.
His hole pulses needily, almost trying to milk Law’s cock.
A few more thrusts, and Law lets out a deep groan, finally giving in. He lets go of Luffy's wrist, frowning when he slips out of the warmth of Luffy’s ass, and strokes his cock desperately. He comes immediately on Luffy’s bare stomach, throwing his head back, sighing heavily.
They’re silent for a moment, time still. Law stares at Luffy’s body in a daze, panting softly. He finally lets go of the leg he was holding up.
Golden eyes trail down to Luffy’s stomach, now covered in cum. A mixture of both his and Luffy’s.
Reality suddenly hits.
It’s been two weeks since the new school year started, and this is the first interaction he's had with Luffy since the end of the last school year.
They’re not friends, and whatever they had going on last year was last year. But even so, Law couldn’t control himself when he finally saw Luffy in the hallways for the first time again.
Law was heading to class, but the sight of Luffy stopped him—and his heart. His stomach made cartwheels, his mind went blank, and worst of all, his cock throbbed desperately. His body knew what it wanted and needed, and at that moment, he forgot everything else that didn’t involve his cock in Luffy.
All he remembers after their eyes locked is grabbing Luffy’s arm and dragging him to the bathroom. And if Luffy was against any of it, he didn’t show it.
“BLEHH!” Luffy spits out Law’s handkerchief and kicks the stall door open.
“You didn’t have to be so rough! Pervert! Sadist!” Luffy yells, walking to the bathroom sink, butt-naked.
Law follows in panic; his thoughts present now. “Don’t walk around like that! Someone could come in!” And when did Luffy even learn the word sadist?
“Oww, Oww.” Luffy ignores him, rubbing his back in pain.
“Idiot!” Law grabs a napkin and cleans his stomach.
Luffy lets him, but still frowns. “Pervert!!”
“So you say, but you know you lik—”
The bathroom door opens suddenly.
Shachi walks in, eyes closed in frustration. He slowly looks up at Law, standing by himself in the middle of the bathroom.
Law stiffens, sweat forming all over his body. He quickly fixes his zipper.
“Are you skipping math too? Man, I’m not dealing with-”
Law zones out.
Oh. Math. Class. Student things.
He glances at the closed bathroom stall, then pushes Shachi right back towards the exit.
“Let’s go.”
“What?! Wait-”
When the door closes, Luffy lets out a sigh. “Stupid Torao,” he mumbles to himself grumpily. He looks at the handkerchief on the floor for a moment in thought, then smiles, remembering Law’s face.
The look on Law’s face when he comes is Luffy’s precious secret. It was a rare moment when Law’s face finally softened, stripped away from his usual grouchy scowl. He’s unguarded, relaxed, and surprisingly cute.
Luffy can’t explain the way Law looks at him in words, but it makes his insides turn into mush. It’s addicting.
He giggles to himself before picking up his boxers, pants, and straw hat that must’ve fallen when Law pushed him into the stall. When he finishes cleaning up, he looks at Law's handkerchief again, then puts it in the back of his pocket, smiling. If he was slightly annoyed with Law’s roughness before, it’s completely gone now. He’ll forgive Law for the ache in his lower back.
“Ah, I’m hungry now. Hmmm,” Luffy opens the door and heads out. “Time for lunch.”
He grins to himself, putting his straw hat on his head and whistling down the hallway without a care in the world.
Law looks at the front of the classroom. He sees an equation on the board and hears the teacher’s voice, but nothing registers. The only thing he can think about is Luffy.
He sighs in annoyance, then leans back against his chair with his arms crossed over his chest. He wonders if Luffy cleaned himself properly or if his ass hurts. He pauses his train of thought for a moment and starts to regret not coming in Luffy’s ass.
How has Luffy been? What has he been up to? Did he fuck anyone else over the summer?
Law feels himself go mad with thoughts of Luffy all over again, just like last year. It’s not like he’s interested in Luffy or even likes him romantically. No, never. Luffy is just different from anyone Law has ever met. His mind can’t help but always end up on the subject of Luffy, and without his consent, Luffy forced his way into Law’s life.
It also doesn’t help that Law is painfully attracted to him, and Luffy must be curious about sex, hence why they ended up in the situation they did last year.
Law really tried to remove Luffy from his life for good. He really did, but without realizing it, he found himself back with Luffy.
And it was on his own accord this time.
——Last year——
Another new school year, but it’s all the same faces, the same teachers, the same decorations, and the same welcome speech by their principal. Law looks off to the side, already bored of it all. He is a 2nd year now, so that means another year of intense studying if he’s going to finish at the top of his year again. It’s a lot of work, but it’s what has to be done.
“-glad to welcome you all again to our new school year.” Law tunes in, waiting for the welcome speech to end so he can get some studying done before class.
“And to our first years, let’s have a grea-” A loud crash at the door entrance stops principal Garp. Everyone screams as a dog—or raccoon—runs into the middle of the auditorium. Everyone scrambles to get away.
“Wait!!” A slender boy runs after the dog. “Chopper!!” He knocks over the chairs, balloons, everyone, and everything in his way.
The students continue to run away, avoiding the two intruders. But Law finds himself still, frozen in the middle of the chaos he could’ve never predicted.
The boy in the center of it all leaps into the air and jumps on his dog’s back, finally stopping the animal. “Gottcha!” He picks the dog up, and a crowd starts forming around them.
“Sorry about that. Chopper ran off when I wasn’t looking, hehe.” He grins as brightly as the sun.
Law shoves a few people in front of him out of his way so he can get a closer look.
The boy’s wearing their school uniform, but barely. His shirt is fully unbuttoned with a red undershirt underneath it, and his pleated pants are rolled at the ankles. But what catches Law’s attention is the straw hat safely on his head.
“Chopper you were supposed to stay put.” The boy reprimands the dog, ignoring all the mixed looks of shock and anger. Like he’s in his own little world, and everyone’s just in it.
"Luffy, you damn brat!” Garp goes running towards the boy. “I told you not to bring that raccoon!”
“Errugh!” The boy makes a strange noise, sweat forming at the corner of his face. “And I told you not to tell me what to do!” He talks back, in spite of looking scared.
Everyone’s mouth goes wide open.
“Did you just talk back?!”
Law’s eyes widen. No one speaks to Principal Garp like that and gets away with it; even he knows that. His eyes follow the straw-hat boy running away with his dog tightly in his arms, while Garp chases him out of the auditorium. Everyone’s frantic between laughter and concern, but Law is still frozen in time, staring at the door the straw hat boy left through.
Was that real just now?
An unconscious smirk spreads across Law's face. Maybe this school year won’t be as boring and predictable as he thought.
-
Rumors spread quickly in the days following the incident.
Monkey D. Luffy, a 1st year student. Rumors spread that he got kicked out of his last two schools before the year was even over. Garp is apparently his grandfather, and he pulled some strings to get him here. Law’s never been one to involve himself in rumors or gossip, but for some reason his ears caught wind of everything said over this Luffy character.
Law’s mind unconsciously wonders: What does one have to do to get expelled from two different schools? School is not that difficult. You show up to class, study, be wise about which rules you break, leave, then do your homework and repeat. It’s a routine that keeps the world and your sanity functioning. Or at least should.
Law then wonders about the straw hat Luffy wore. Was it a fashion statement? Or something else? Everything about Luffy increased Law’s interest.
But he shrugs to himself, as if answering the unknown questions. Class started, so the hallways are finally empty and silent. He mindlessly walks up the familiar stairs till he reaches the roof, his safe haven when he needs a break from everything. It’s not like he needs to attend every single class anyway. His grades let the teachers overlook his occasional absences.
Law’s bored expression turns to confusion and then annoyance when he realizes his safe haven is suddenly occupied.
“What the hell?” He stops in front of the door.
The cause of Law's boundless questions turns around, cheek full and round, eyes big and curious, “Mmm?’
“You!” Law accuses.
Luffy swallows. “Monkey D. Luffy,” he grins. It reminds Law of the first time he saw Luffy in the auditorium. Bright.
“I wasn’t asking for your name. What are you doing here?”
“Eating.” Luffy shows his stash of sandwiches; they look like the ones they sell at the cafeteria.
Law is even more confused now. He suddenly feels his anger falter. “It’s not even lunch time,” he says, raising a brow, “and aren’t those the sandwiches from the cafeteria?”
“I’m hungry, so it is lunch time.” Luffy takes another bite of his sandwich with a long pause to swallow. “I took them when no one was looking. They throw them out if they don’t sell the day before!” He frowns like it’s a crime.
Law tries to hide the amusement he suddenly feels, “Okay, thief. But I don’t care.” His original annoyance boils up again. “Why are you here on the roof?”
“It’s comfy.”
Law glares at the simple answer. “It is, but I don’t like sharing it.”
Luffy raises a brow, confusion all over his face. He looks at his stolen sandwiches, then back to Law, then to his sandwiches again. He holds them tightly against his chest. “I’m not sharing.”
“I don’t want em’!!” Law yells, “I don’t even eat that shit!” He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to focus back on the point. “I’m saying, I don’t want you here.”
Luffy gasps, finally standing up and walking towards Law.
Law thinks he finally gets the message to get the hell out of his sight.
“You don’t eat sandwiches?! What’s wrong with you?!!”
Law’s mouth goes soft, slightly opened in astonishment.
“Sure, it’s not meat, but sandwiches are a fun quick snack, and you can add meat to them!" Luffy continues.
Now Law feels a conflicting range of emotions he's never felt before. Should he laugh at the oddly cute idiot or get angry at the cute idiot? And why did he even think this idiot was cute in the first place?
He chooses the latter. “I don’t care. I meant leave the roof.” He walks past Luffy, hoping he finally got the direct message, and heads to his usual corner seat on the floor against the fence.
But much against Law’s wishes, Luffy walks over and takes a seat next to him.
“Your veins are popping out.” He nonchalantly comments, pointing at Law’s forehead.
“I wonder why?! Leave.” Law closes in on Luffy’s face with a dark glare. Anyone else would’ve been intimidated and left. But Law is about to learn his first lesson about Luffy— he is Luffy.
“No,” Luffy calmly replies.
Law's brain bursts into rage, burning a glare on Luffy’s innocent expression. “Are you stupid,” it's more of a statement than a question.
“You don’t own this roof. Why do I have to leave?” Luffy's eyes remain locked onto Law's golden ones, then he huffs, “You leave.”
Something cracks, and Law’s fist hits Luffy’s cheek without warning, knocking him and the sandwiches he was holding down. Law’s not the type to choose violence first—maybe third, but not first. And he’s not the type to deal with conflict, either. Usually he’ll ignore or get his way, but for some reason this Luffy guy was neither complying nor listening and getting on his damn last nerves.
Luffy sits up, rubbing his cheek.
“Fine, if that’s how you want it,” he says, taking his straw hat off of his head and letting it sit on the back of his neck, with a string holding it in place.
Law frowns, confused, and just a second later, he realizes Luffy’s launching himself at him like a wild animal.
They roll over the floor, throwing fists and jabs at each other.
“Asshole!” Luffy yells.
“Idiot!” Law childishly yells back. And don’t ask what got into him, because he couldn’t tell you himself.
They both land a hit on each other at the same time. Luffy’s fist on Law’s cheek this time, and Law’s elbow on Luffy’s stomach— the impact pushes them off of each other.
They pause, huffing and puffing after what feels like hours of rolling and hitting each other on the ground.
Luffy holds his stomach in slight discomfort. "Not bad,” he mumbles with a deep frown and a slight smile.
Law smirks, his cheek red and stinging. “Barely felt anything.” Surprisingly, Luffy packs a punch, and he would’ve never guessed there was any real strength beneath that bright, cheerful smile.
Luffy’s about to launch himself at Law again when the bell rings. Law quickly gets up, pats the dirt off his pants, and walks towards the door.
“Hey! I wasn’t done!”
“I don’t care. I have class.” Law says calmly, his voice absent of any emotion—the complete opposite of Luffy’s.
Luffy throws his arms in the air, hands balled into a fist. “Who cares? Fight me!”
Law ignores whatever else Luffy yells at him and walks to class.
The hallways are full in comparison to before, with people complaining about their assignments, couples flirting, and friends laughing about who knows what. The world is moving around him again, and it’s loud and crowded. But unlike in the past, he doesn’t mind it.
The last time he got into a fight was 1 vs. 5 during his 1st year. A bunch of 3rd years didn’t like the way Law looked at them and started a fight. He won, much to everyone’s surprise. Heck, just because he gets the highest grades in the whole school and prefers to read in his free time doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to throw a punch. After that, everyone stayed clear of him, not like he cared anyway.
But compared to his unfair fight before, this one with Luffy made his blood boil with a thrill Law hasn’t felt in years, or maybe ever.
He enters his classroom and heads over to his desk, almost on autopilot.
“Woah, what’s with that cheek?" Shachi fully turns around and comments. He pauses for a moment in suspicion. “...and what’s with that creepy smile on your face?”
“Huh,” Law's smile slowly fades—he was smiling this whole time?
“Excited to take this test?” He hears Shachi snort.
Law usually finishes his exams 20 minutes before they're due, but this time he spent a little longer on each question, his mind drifting to what happened on the roof.
And Luffy.
He spent the whole afternoon thinking about Luffy. Not for any reason in particular, but really, who the hell launches themselves at someone they just met. Law did throw the first punch, but that was just to put Luffy in his place. Luffy started it—he could’ve just compiled and left like Law told him to. Anyone in their right mind would’ve.
The incident in the opening ceremony pops into Law’s mind.
Maybe he should’ve realized back then that Luffy isn’t like anyone.
-
It was chiller than usual, but Law mindlessly stared out at the town. He’s peacefully seated in his favorite corner on the roof. Skipping history this time since he read well above this year's material during summer break for fun, so there's no point in wasting time when he can study for other classes.
He turns to the door when he hears a creak. His eyes instantly narrow when Luffy appears.
Luffy slowly walks towards him, hiding something behind his back, grinning sheepishly.
Law’s heart beats a bit faster than usual, but it’s probably because he’s getting anticipating round two. He wants to ask if Luffy is ready to get his ass kicked again, but nothing comes out. Instead his mouth goes dry for some reason.
“Here,” Luffy suddenly hands him a rice ball.
Law stares at it in confusion, like he’s never seen one in his life.
“It’s a rice ball.”
Law snaps his eyes up at Luffy, feeling like himself again, annoyed. “I know what it is,” he pauses, then looks at it again. “Why?”
Luffy puts the wrapped rice ball down in front of Law’s crossed legs, then sits only a few inches away from Law. “Cuz’ I guess this is like your territory, and I invaded the other day.” He unfolds a turkey leg wrapped in foil and takes a big bite, his cheeks puffing out.
Law wants to laugh at his choice of words. Luffy makes it sound like they’re pirates or something, conquering land, but he tries his best to keep a stern look on his face instead. If he wants to childishly look at things that way, sure, but then why is Luffy sitting here again, next to him?
As if reading his mind, Luffy continues. “So I realized I had to bring a peace offering, and you said you didn’t eat sandwiches.” He continues with a mouth full of meat, then swallows. “Which is weird, ‘cuz-”
Law zones out the rest. Luffy remembered what Law said to him and acknowledges that this is Law’s territory—spot, whatever. But even after understanding that much and after their fight, Luffy is still sitting next to him like nothing.
Just who is this guy? Even Law can’t pretend to be annoyed when Luffy starts humming happily, finishing his turkey leg.
It’s barely noon, but Law did skip breakfast, so food right now doesn’t seem like a bad idea. He is still in high school, growing, and whatnot. Plus, free food is free food.
Law grabs the so-called peace offering, ignoring the big smile from the corner of his eye as he starts eating.
-
Accepting food from Luffy was a bad idea.
It’s been two weeks now, and Law’s boring, peaceful days are nothing more than a distant memory. Whenever Law feels like skipping or reading, he goes to his spot, but now, 9 times out of 10, Luffy is there. Munching on either stolen cafeteria food or some big-sized piece of meat.
And Luffy is still an annoying, loud mouth, but now he’s like a puppy who keeps coming back no matter how much Law scowls at him to go to class or to leave him alone.
A dog or a monkey, either or, Law gave up on finding peace in his solitude. Not like he had a choice.
“I can tell why you like this spot so much. It’s peaceful.” Luffy is sitting in Law’s corner when Law arrives.
Before Law can bark at him to move, Luffy continues, still facing the view. “You can almost see the whole town from here. It feels like you’re in your own world.” He smiles at the view, lifting his fists in the air, then yells, “I’m the king of the world!”
Law scoffs at the childish comment. That is more or less why Law’s been fond of coming here since his first year. It’s a nice peaceful escape from everyone, and everything, like looking down at the town from up here, really makes you feel like you’re in your own world and nothing else matters.
Luffy turns his head to look at Law. He smiles so brightly that Law feels his breath hitch.
Law slowly walks to sit next to Luffy, ignoring the way his mouth feels dry or the way his heart races. He leans against the fence, not in the mood to look out but instead staring at Luffy through the corner of his eye.
Something about Luffy’s mesmerized expression seems better than his usual view.
Without thinking, Law pinches Luffy’s cheek, then pulls.
“Who said you could sit on my spot?”
“Oww-” Luffy pulls away, rubbing his now-red cheek. “You’re always here, staring out at something. I just wanted to see what you see.” He smiles widely, flashing his teeth.
Law’s heart thrashes into his chest, his cheeks slightly heating up. He doesn’t know how to feel or what to think anymore, but something is definitely wrong with him. Anytime he’s with Luffy, he feels himself getting pre-heart attacks. It's starting to get concerning.
Maybe Luffy carries some weird disease that’s making him sick.
Law keeps his eyes on Luffy’s face, unable to look away even if he wanted to.
He decides it’s best to stay clear of this disease moving forward. And so he does, but Luffy must not get the message when he still calls out for Law in the hallway.
“Torao!” Luffy runs towards Law, waving his hands back and forth.
“Trafalgar.” Law turns around and frowns in annoyance.
Luffy folds his arms across his chest, then bobs his head to the side in confusion. “That’s what I said, Torao.”
A vein pops out on Law’s forehead, unamused by Luffy’s antics today. Any other day, he’d find it slightly cute, but not today. He had to stay up extra late to concentrate on his studies last night because he spent too much time wondering how Luffy’s been ever since he stopped going to the roof.
“I don’t have time for you today,” he coldly says, continuing on his walk. (Avoiding Luffy.)
"Aw, why not?” Luffy follows Law down the hallway like a baby duck following its mother. A few people stare at them from a distance, whispering. But Luffy doesn’t notice. His eyes only glued to Law’s broad back.
He walks a bit faster to keep up with Law’s pace, until they're shoulder to shoulder.
“You haven’t been up to the roof lately.” He pouts, and Law almost slaps himself for thinking this time it was actually cute.
“Busy.” He keeps walking, about to turn the corner, when a surprisingly strong hand grabs his wrist.
“It’s lonely without you there.” Luffy’s smile is smaller than usual, tone a few notches down.
Law exhales harshly, feeling his self-diagnosed pre-heart attack flare up again. He hasn’t been to the roof in over a week, and every time he has seen Luffy in the hallways, he walks a bit faster or pretends not to hear that ridiculous nickname.
It’s not like he’s avoiding Luffy, really. He’s just doing what he’s always done: mind his business and study. Only now, he also avoids going to his favorite spot.
He realizes he has to reply, “You can find other people to hang out with.” Law ignores the sudden sting in his chest.
“But they’re not you.” Luffy replies too quickly.
Law looks down at him; their eyes meet for the first time in a long time. He feels a heat spread on his face and a pain so rough in his chest that he’s definitely going to see a doctor about it immediately.
He doesn’t answer, nor does he notice the eyes that remain fixed on them or how tightly Luffy’s hand still holds onto his wrist. All he notices are Luffy’s big brown eyes, absent of their usual spark, the light freckles on his nose he never noticed before, and Luffy’s lips twisting into a pout.
His lips.
Law feels fixated on them for much longer than he should.
“Luffy!” A long-nosed guy pulls Luffy away.
Law glares at the long nose, unsure of why he’s so pissed when he should be glad Luffy’s off of him.
“T-that’s him…” The long nose tries to whisper but clearly fails.
Luffy cocks his head to the side.
“Don’t you know anything?” He sends Law a pleading look. He must’ve heard the rumor of Law’s old fight.
Law watches the long nose take Luffy away, his eyes following them until they’re out of sight.
Time starts once again.
-
Law dries his hair with a towel as he walks into his room, wearing nothing but baggy gray sweatpants, yellow and black boxers peeking through.
He sits on the edge of the bed, then slumps the rest of his body down, allowing his weight to sink him into the mattress.
But they’re not you.
Luffy’s words haunt him more than he wants to admit, just like everything else about Luffy.
Tired golden eyes stare up at the ceiling, sighing heavily.
Something about Luffy made Law's insides stir. He hates this. Whether he avoids Luffy or keeps him around, he still feels like his world has turned into an unstable mess.
If he had to be honest with himself, he could admit that Luffy is adorable. Disgustingly so. He's not even sure when he started to think that way; maybe it was when Luffy ruined this year's entrance ceremony, or maybe every time Luffy smiled at him, or maybe even sometime in between.
Law turns to his side, Luffy’s words ringing in his mind again. Luffy missed him visiting their spot—and since when did it become their spot anyway? Since when did Law secretly look forward to talking to Luffy about random things, hearing his annoying laugh, seeing how much food Luffy could shove in his mouth, or staring at Luffy’s lips twist into a pout when he teases him?
“Fuck,” Law groans, refusing to look down at his body, all too familiar with the heat swarming down in the pit of his stomach.
“It’s the stress,” he concludes, closing his eyes tightly.
That’s why he’s getting hard. Not because he’s thinking about Luffy. Nope.
It is definitely stress, he thinks to himself again.
Law doesn’t question it when he jerks off to the memory of Luffy’s body against his during their fight.
-
Luffy whistles an off-beat tune, swaying side to side as he looks out to the town. He’s on the roof again, at the same spot where he’s been sitting every day since Law stopped coming.
He looks down at the squirrels running around the trees below—he wishes he was in their shoes right now instead of trapped in this jail known as school.
Luffy hates school. It's too difficult. You’re expected to show up to class, study, follow the stupidest rules in existence, leave, then do your homework and repeat. It’s a routine that destroys Luffy’s sanity and free-spirited desires. But if he gets expelled again for trying to rebel, his grandfather will send him to the Navy.
“Ughhh.” He groans, realizing he has to focus on passing his tests soon too.
He presses his face against the fence. "It’s not fair.”
All he wants to do is live a life of fun and excitement. And if he mindlessly did as he was told, he would miss out on all the beauty life has to offer outside of this jail. His eyes drift up to the birds flying in an organized pattern, making loops in the air.
His mood lightens.
He wishes Law was here to tell him the boring reason why the birds fly in an odd pattern instead of just admitting they’re playing.
Even though he was forced against his will to attend this school, Luffy did start to have some fun, and things began to feel less like hell.
And the reason for it was Law.
Law is fun to hang around, even if he is grumpy most of the time. Every time he hangs out with Law, Luffy feels an electrifying excitement, completely different from anything he’s ever felt before. He looks forward to all of Law’s expressions and smart-ass comments that make him laugh. Law is also so smart; it’s actually cool how many things he knows. It makes Luffy want to read a book.
He won’t, but still.
Plus, Law is nice to look at. He has a handsome face and wears earrings that look cool on him. He’s so tall that he stands out in the hallways, but he still feels like a mystery. And his eyes. His eyes are so alluring that Luffy always feels his body heat up if he stares at them for long. Everything about Law makes his heart swell and his head fuzzy, but he doesn’t mind it.
He likes how he feels when he’s around Law. It's a new, refreshing feeling.
“Get out of my spot.”
Luffy’s eyes widen. Recognizing the all-too-familiar deep voice, he whips his head back quickly to make sure his ears aren’t playing games with him.
Law is standing by the door, arms crossed against his chest, frowning. But it’s not his usual annoyed frown. His eyes show something different this time.
“Hehe,” Luffy can’t help but grin, unable to contain his excitement. “It’s mine now.” He sticks his tongue out.
For a brief moment, Luffy swears he catches a small smile on Law’s face.
“I’ll fight you for it.”
Luffy gets up. This is the type of excitement he missed. “I’ll punch your other cheek this time.”
Law actually chuckles; it’s soft but deep, almost like he’s breathing out.
Luffy blinks, a bit taken back. He's caught glimpses of small smiles here and there from Law but never actually heard him laugh.
Luffy decides he likes the way Law sounds when he laughs. It gives him butterflies in his stomach.
“A-anyways,” he tries to change the subject, feeling a bit embarrassed, though he’s unsure why. “Why didn’t you come?”
“I didn’t know I had obligations to be here.”
Luffy opens his mouth to say something but closes it.
Law avoids his eyes. “I was busy.”
After what feels like an eternity, Luffy looks away too. "Are you...”
Law finally looks at Luffy’s face, and almost on cue, Luffy stares back. Brown and golden eyes meet, and time feels nonexistent. Neither of them even processes the end of the day bell that rung.
“Still busy?” Luffy finally finishes.
Something in his tone tells Law that Luffy didn’t buy the busy excuse. Honestly, he’d think Luffy’s a real idiot if he did. But for whatever reason, Luffy’s going along with it.
It’s not that Law feels guilty. He’s just caught off guard by this side of Luffy. Luffy’s looking at him like a kicked puppy with a voice so unexpectedly small. Law just didn’t know the cause of his lack of sleep, lack of focus, and heart contractions could look so uncharacteristically shy and uncertain.
He shoves his hands in his pocket and walks towards Luffy. He sits next to him without saying a word or looking at him.
“What have you been up to?” He says, ignoring the question.
Luffy beams happily, like he always does. Whatever he was feeling before disappearing completely.
He sits back down and moves closer to Law, not leaving much space between them. “I made new friends!”
Law feels his heart sink into his stomach. He didn’t realize it'd been that long since they last hung out.
His stomach turns. “Oh,” is all he offers while Luffy goes on about his new friends and the things they’ve been up to these last few weeks of Law’s absence.
A thought suddenly hits Law that almost makes him see red. “You didn’t bring them up here, did you?” His tone sounds more hostile than intended, but the mere thought makes his blood boil in rage.
“No. Why would I? This is our secret spot, isn’t it?” Luffy innocently says it, like it’s obvious.
Oh. Law feels everything in his body calm down. He frowns, then covers his mouth with his hand, feeling it tremble into a smile, and looks off to the side. There’s no way in hell he’s getting happy over something as childish as this. No. Nope, he’s not happy.
Luffy's eyes shine, like he just noticed a treasure. He pokes Law’s hand, then traces his fingers along Law’s tattoos. “I never noticed,” he excitedly says.
“Aren’t tattoos not allowed at this school? I thought nerds were supposed to follow the rules.”
Law blinks, then puts his hand down. Luffy follows, keeping his finger on Law’s tattoos.
“Who the hell are you calling a nerd?”
“You get good grades, and you study a lot.”
“Because I have goals.”
Luffy hums, still staring at Law’s tattoo, tracing every inch with his fingertip.
The gentle touch makes Law’s skin burn, but he doesn’t move away. He ignores the sensation and focuses on defending his image.
“Besides, even if I like reading and get good grades,” he says, looking at Luffy’s face with a frown, “unlike a certain someone.”
Luffy finally detaches his gaze from Law’s hand to look into Law’s eyes instead. He frowns back, his lips twisting.
“It doesn’t mean I always follow the rules. I was here every other day skipping, wasn't I?" He moves the hand that isn’t occupied by Luffy’s and unbuttons his shirt slowly, just enough to reveal the start of his chest tattoo.
Luffy gasps, “That’s soo cool!” His eyes sparkle.
Law smirks, “There’s more than just those.”
He doesn’t notice Luffy’s cheek turning pink, but he does notice the long silence.
“How’d you get away with that? This school is too strict.” Luffy keeps his fingers against Law’s hand, this time rubbing them mindlessly. And if Law was bothered by the touch, he doesn’t show it as he answers Luffy’s question.
A few weeks ago, Law was dead set on avoiding Luffy at all costs. The pandemic state Luffy sent him since meeting was enough to make Law wish he were invisible again, just so he could return to a quiet, simple, routine-filled life. But after the agonizing days and nights he spent constantly thinking about Luffy, he came to the conclusion that seeing him was better than not.
It drove him crazier not to be around Luffy as much as Law hates to admit it. Besides, Law also came to the realization that he’s a teenager in that phase of puberty, and he just so happens to be attracted to the smiling idiot.
Why?
Well, he’s not blind. Luffy is cute. And the third time he got hard in class from thinking about Luffy, made it difficult to keep denying.
This is just typical teenage lust. Law has never actively lusted after anyone, so it was bound to happen someday. At least the mystery was solved. Case closed.
They keep talking about random things, catching up.
This is the most words they’ve ever exchanged since knowing each other, but Law doesn’t mind his sore throat by the end of it or the fact that it’s already past 6 p.m. and school is long over.
-
Law is impatiently waiting for Luffy to meet him at their now-usual hangout spot. Luffy was the one who suggested they have lunch together today, but Law should’ve known better than to agree to anything Luffy suggests.
“He probably ate already.. that little..” Law trails off, wondering what could be keeping him so long. He pulls out his phone, wondering if he should send a text, when he realizes he doesn’t even have Luffy’s number.
It's been a few months into the school year since Law decided to stop avoiding Luffy and just accept his presence. But even so, when they meet up, it's because Luffy always finds him. Law doesn't go out of his way to find or look for him.
He puts his phone back in his pocket, contemplating the pros and cons of asking for Luffy’s number. Con, Luffy will get the wrong idea and think they’re actually friends or something. Another con is that Luffy will bug him even outside of school.
He thinks long and hard about what the actual pros are.
The door opens slowly, and in comes Luffy, slumped down, staring at the ground.
“You’re late!”
“Huh, oh,” Luffy takes a seat on the ground next to Law, slouched down.
Law raises a questioning brow. “What the hell, weren’t we going to have lunch together?”
“I ate it already.” Luffy looks at him innocently.
Law grinds his teeth together in anger. Of course, he should’ve expected this. He angrily opens his lunch and starts to eat. To think he waited, starving like an idiot. Last time, he actually listens to Luffy’s stupid plans.
“Hey Torao, are you a virgin?”
Law almost chokes on his food, punching his chest. He looks at Luffy in disbelief, like maybe he misheard. “W-what?”
Luffy sits up, back straight, closing his eyes tightly, recalling the events that happened earlier. “I was on my way here when Kidd and a bunch of his friends came up to me, asking if I had had sex before.”
Law opens his mouth to say something, but Luffy continues, clearly annoyed, “Then, when I said no, someone gave Kidd money, and they laughed that I’m a virgin!”
A different type of annoyance burst inside Law. Since when did Kidd and Luffy even know each other? Kidd is in his year, not Luffy's.
“I told them to stop laughing at me or I'd kick their ass, but they just kept laughing and said I probably never even kissed before.” Luffy hugs his legs to his chest, sticking his lips out like a little kid. “I’ve gotten a kiss before!”
Law's eyes widened as his body froze. That shocks him even more than this whole odd conversation. Luffy kissed someone? Law never gave much thought to Luffy’s love life before, but he definitely did not expect him to have any type of experience. And who with?
His throat goes dry, and he suddenly loses his appetite. “Who did you kiss?” Law doesn’t look at Luffy, almost regretting the question as soon as it comes out of his mouth. He doesn’t want to know who Luffy could’ve possibly shared a kis—
“The granny at the meat shop.”
Law whips his head to face Luffy, who’s staring at him innocently. He laughs loudly, his body relaxing again.
Luffy's cheeks turn rosy, blinking at Law. “What’s so funny?”
“That doesn’t count.” Law finds peace again. His body feels light, like he could run a marathon right now.
“What do you mean?!” Luffy frowns. “It did!”
“Where did she kiss you, hmm?” Law feels so smug that he can’t hide his smirk, head tilted, so he’s looking down at Luffy.
Luffy leans back slightly, pointing at his cheek.
“That doesn’t count, idiot. So you’ve never kissed anyone.” Law scoffs with a hint of condescendingness in his tone.
“Well, whatever! Kissing is stupid anyway!" Luffy looks away. “Mouths are for eating, not stupid pervy stuff.” He huffs like he made an important point.
Law’s enjoying this too much, but really, this whole kiss confusion ordeal just makes Luffy all the cuter. He’s just secretly relieved that Luffy has never been tainted by anyone else. Not that it’s his business or that he really cares, though. Still.
“Kissing can feel good,” Law says without thinking, instead focusing on trying to get a good look at Luffy’s flustered face.
“You’ve kissed someone before?” Luffy quickly turns his head to look Law directly in the eyes.
They're too close, Law notices but doesn’t move.
“Yeah,” Law says it like it’s not a big deal, and really because it isn’t. He's long forgotten the face or the name of the girl he kissed.
Luffy makes a strange face that even Law can’t decipher. He looks out in front of them to nothing specifically, “so even Torao has kissed someone before.” His voice sounds low and lifeless.
They sit silently next to each other.
Law doesn’t understand the awkwardness in the air. It’s not like them to ever stay silent, and this is one of the moments he wishes they weren't. He scrambles to say something, anything, just to break the damn silence, but Luffy beats him to it.
“Then I’ll kiss someone too.” He says, almost sounding childishly.
Law's eyebrows sink into his face. “And who the hell are you going to do that with?” His voice comes out angrier than intended.
Luffy tilts his head in thought. “Dunno, maybe Zoro.”
“I’ll kill him.” Law says without thinking, glaring darkly.
Luffy makes a weird noise, then roughly turns to look at him again. "Why?!”
“Because I said so!” An unnecessary amount of anger jumps inside of Law. If Luffy really goes off to kiss whoever this Zoro guy is, Law might actually be tempted to kill him.
Why? Because.
Luffy gets closer to Law’s face, and Law doesn’t move away. “That’s not fair, so you get to kiss someone and I don’t?!”
“I don’t care. Besides, you’ll embarrass yourself trying.” Law doesn’t know why he’s saying any of this. He's too angry to think straight. His mind shut down, and his mouth went on autopilot long ago.
“Will not! I’ve seen movies!” Luffy puckers his lips like a duck.
On any other occasion, Law might actually laugh, but the thought of Luffy doing that with a faceless man adds fuel to his anger.
So he lets his intrusive thoughts win.
“If you kiss that guy, I’ll lock you up in a basement somewhere.”
"That's not fair!" Luffy yells back with an equal amount of anger and zero amount of thinking. “Then you kiss me, Mr. stupid experience!”
Law cups Luffy’s face with one hand, squishing his cheeks together till his lips pucker out. It’s too late for Law to stop himself when he suddenly feels warm, soft lips against his own.
Their eyes are both open, and it feels awkward at first to look into each other's eyes while their mouths touch. But Luffy’s the first to close his eyes tightly and timidly.
It isn’t till Luffy presses his lips back against Law’s that he realizes what they’re doing.
They’re kissing—or more like their lips are touching.
Oh.
Luffy’s lips are much softer than Law could’ve ever imagined, which says a lot, since he’s spent a good amount of time staring at them.
He feels all the anger from their conversation melt away; his heart races, and his toes and fingertips tingle. He closes his eyes slowly, then tilts his head, deepening their kiss.
They stay like that for a few more seconds, and then Law lets go of Luffy’s face. He moves away gently, so their lips are only a few centimeters away.
Luffy slowly opens his eyes, meeting Law’s. They stare at each other in silence, neither moving away nor saying anything.
After what feels like eternity, Luffy breaks the silence.
“It tingles,” he says, licking his lips.
Law hears something inside him finally snap. His lips are back on Luffy's, this time with more force. He pushes Luffy down onto the floor, holding the back of his head so he doesn’t hit it on the ground.
He quickly tilts his head and forces his tongue inside Luffy’s mouth, desperately licking and tasting.
Luffy softly moans at the roughness, gripping Law’s shirt.
Fuck.
Law desperately wants more. Needs more. He parts away from Luffy’s lips slightly.
“Stick your tongue out,” he almost growls.
Without hesitation, Luffy slowly sticks his tongue out, unsure of what’s going on.
He whimpers when Law bites his tongue roughly, and Law never thought he could hear something so delicious in his life. He sticks his tongue back into Luffy’s mouth, trying to taste every inch.
Luffy tries to keep up with Law’s tongue, mirroring his movements.
Law thinks he’s inexperienced and clumsy, but that’s what’s turning him on even more. He is Luffy’s first kiss. No one has ever explored or tasted Luffy like this before, just him. And fuck, that gets him fully hard, while every nerve in his body catches fire.
Equally, Luffy loses focus, just trying to follow Law’s tongue as drool trickles down the corner of his mouth.
Law slightly parted their lips again just to lick the drool, gliding his tongue flatly back onto Luffy’s lips and wetly kissing him again.
Luffy doesn’t recognize all of the strange noises escaping from his throat; he’s just praying Law doesn’t notice.
But he does, and at this point, Law doesn’t care about anything anymore when he presses his crotch against Luffy’s.
Luffy yelps, breaking their kiss. He stares up at Law with big eyes filled with fear and something else Law can't make out.
They look into each other’s eyes for a moment, trying to read each other.
Law knew he had been sexually attracted to Luffy for a while now. And hell, he made peace with that, but he never, in his wildest dreams, thought Luffy could look this fucking good underneath him. And he’s thought about it more times than he could count.
Luffy’s cheeks are flushed, his eyes are bigger than usual, hazy, and his lips are bruised and pink, slightly parted.
Law wants to make him cry, taste him, and mark him everywhere. Lock him up somewhere. Eat him. Make Luffy entirely his. Shit.
“To-” Luffy’s voice cracks, and he looks away in clear embarrassment.
"Fuck." Law breathes harshly, then dips down and bites Luffy’s soft cheek.
Luffy winces at the slight pressure, blinking up at Law in curiosity.
“You’ve... had sex too?” He whispers softly.
Law lost whatever mind he had left. He lets go of the back of Luffy’s head, so it’s on the ground now, and firmly places both hands on each side of Luffy’s head. His eyes stay locked on Luffy’s big brown ones.
“Yeah,” his voice is deep and low, his eyes foggy with lust. He presses his crotch between Luffy’s legs, forcing them to spread.
“I fucked her,” Law presses his hard cock against Luffy’s ass, “here.”
Luffy stops breathing; his eyes widen.
Law keeps looking down at Luffy, with nothing but hunger and want in his eyes. He tilts his head slightly, never breaking his eyes from Luffy’s. He doesn’t know what got into him, but he’s not coming off this high.
“I want..” Luffy trails off, looking to the side, his whole face almost completely red.
Law dips down and sucks on Luffy’s exposed neck, forcing another moan out of him.
“You want what?” Law whispers against Luffy’s skin.
“I don’t know..” Luffy trails off.
Law presses his hips between Luffy’s ass again, knowing Luffy could feel just how hard he is.
“..That,” Luffy whispers, but that’s not enough. Law’s not going to give him the satisfaction of not fully saying it. It’s a rare sight to see the bold, loud Luffy, so bashful and quiet, and Law’s going to drag this out for as long as his cock lets him.
Law bites Luffy’s nipple through his shirt, sucking on it harshly as Luffy gasps.
“Haa," Law moves up and bites Luffy’s chin now, almost like he’s determined to eat Luffy alive.
“Tell me what you want, Luffy.”
He’s so close. He just needs to hear Luffy say it, and the dam that’s been holding Law together since they’ve met will finally break. All he needs is—
“Fuck me.. too.” Luffy whispers so softly that if Law wasn’t holding his breath, he would’ve missed it.
And now there’s no turning back for either of them.
Law roughly shoves two fingers in Luffy’s mouth. "Lick.”
A bit confused and startled by the force, Luffy starts licking Law’s fingers like they’re a lollipop, sucking on them gently in between.
Some higher power is holding Law sane enough to not fuck Luffy right here, right now—no prep, raw, and nasty.
He huffs with a small amount of restraint and tries to undo Luffy’s pants with his free hand.
He pulls his finger out of Luffy’s mouth when they feel wet enough, then roughly pulls his pants and boxers completely off. He takes a long look at Luffy’s naked bottom.
Luffy hurriedly tries to cover his crotch, cheeks flushed from ear to ear.
“Don’t,” Law threatens, shoving his hands away. He hovers over Luffy’s body, taking all of him in.
Luffy is just as delicious as he imagined, sun kissed and toned everywhere.
Law reaches for his back pocket, taking out his wallet. He pulls out a small silver packet (thank you, physical ed.), opening it with his teeth and setting his wallet to the side.
He dips down, gently biting and sucking on Luffy’s stomach.
“I-I’m not food.”
“You are today,” Law smirks, kissing down till he reaches Luffy’s dick.
Luffy closes his eyes tightly, avoiding Law's direction. He feels a foreign warmth and cold, wet pressure.
“Hey!” He sits up slightly to finally look at Law, his face fully red now.
Law glances up, bobbing his head further down, taking more of Luffy’s dick in his mouth. He pushes a slick finger into his entrance simultaneously.
“That feels weird,” Luffy says with a slight shiver, resting his head back down to close his eyes.
“Look,” Law mutters around Luffy’s dick.
He frowns when Luffy doesn’t obey, so he forces his finger all the way in without hesitation.
Luffy yelps, trembling. He slowly looks down, eyes meeting.
“Good boy.”
Luffy moans loudly at that, his hole pulsing around Law’s finger.
Law twirls his tongue against the tip of Luffy's dick, sucking the little precum leaking. Jerking his finger slowly in and out at a steady pace.
Between the kisses in his inner thigh, then lips back around his dick, and the gentle moving finger inside of him, Luffy eventually adjusts around the pressure of Law’s finger.
His moans start getting louder and louder as he slowly spreads his legs wider for Law.
Law gives a hard suck on Luffy’s tip, then steadily slides a second finger all in one quick movement.
“Ah, I don’t like t-that!” Luffy tries to squirm away.
Law moves up, then dips down to kiss him on the lips, not once stopping his fingers from stretching his virgin hole.
The kiss must’ve helped; Luffy’s fully distracted trying to kiss back. He’s a quick learner, Law thinks when he feels Luffy sucking on his tongue this time. It's still innocent, unsure, and, god, if he doesn’t shove his cock into Luffy soon, he’s going to die.
Luffy’s ass must not mind the force either, when Law feels his hole pulsing around his third finger now all the way in.
He finger-fucks Luffy a few more times, till he feels just loose enough.
Right as Luffy’s moaning from enjoyment, hips meeting Law’s finger with every thrust, Law pulls out, lifting himself up on his knees.
Luffy can’t keep his eyes away as Law unbuttons his pants, lowering his boxers and pants just enough to expose his cock.
He stares in shock, mouth open and dry. They’re clearly two very different sizes. And fuck, how is that thing supposed to fit inside him?
“Don’t drool,” Law smirks, lowering himself so half of his weight is on Luffy.
He aligns himself against Luffy's entrance.
A shiver goes down Law's spine when he feels Luffy’s hole eagerly twitch against his tip.
“Your pussy wants to get filled up that bad?” He licks his lip, then pokes his tip teasingly. Barely enough to go in, but just enough to spread the rim of Luffy’s hole open.
Luffy chokes, embarrassed. “That’s not-“
“It is today,” Law interrupts, and he’s going to make sure that by the end of it, Luffy knows it too.
Without waiting, he forces as much of his cock as he can into Luffy’s tight ass.
Luffy groans, wrapping his arms around Law’s neck. “Hurts,” he whispers, with a tremble.
Law’s barely half way in, and as much as he wants to force himself all the way, he pauses for what feels like forever until he feels Luffy relax against his cock.
“That’s it. You’re being so good for me,” Law mumbles against Luffy’s shoulder, holding back his own groan. He slowly slides all of himself into Luffy until he’s balls deep.
They both moan in unison.
Law shifts to rest his forehead against Luffy’s for a moment, allowing them both time to adjust—so Luffy can adjust.
He sighs heavily; Luffy's ass hugs his cock so perfectly well, like they’re made for each other. He knows he won't last after a few more thrusts. So he’s only going to let Luffy get used to his girth for a few more seconds, because that’s all he can endure.
He pulls himself up slightly, to look at Luffy’s face.
Pink spreads across Luffy’s cheeks to ears, eyes clouded in pure ecstasy, barely focusing on Law’s face.
Law notices the red dripping down Luffy’s nose. Instinctively, he dips down to lick the blood.
He smirks at Luffy’s shocked, wide eyes. His innocence painted all over his face.
“Pervert.” Luffy huffs.
Law gently bites his nose in response. “You say that, but your pussy is getting tighter.” He forces himself not to thrust in.
Luffy lets out a little choked noise.
“Are you okay?”
Luffy notices the strain in Law’s voice; his composure almost cracking. He cups Law’s face with both hands, then blinks in admiration. He’s never seen Law look so desperate or with a small hint of red on his cheeks.
It makes him giggle. Law looks so handsome, even more than usual. His body is still adjusting to the unfamiliar sensation of feeling stretched, and it hurts a bit—actually, a lot. But it’s a good hurt, Luffy thinks, and he never imagined pain could turn him on this much, but if something doesn’t happen soon, he'll burst.
He gently wraps his arms around Law’s neck to pull him into a hug this time, then shyly presses his lips against Law’s ear.
Law's eyes slowly widen.
“You don’t have to hold back,” Luffy whispers softly, smiling contently.
Law doesn’t need to be told twice. He moves his hips back enough until just his tip is left inside. Luffy's gasps for air when Law forces himself back in.
He bites Luffy’s neck, thrusting relentlessly. There's no need to hold back or be gentle. If anyone can handle him, it’s Luffy. And fuck, Luffy is taking him so well.
Luffy moans a mixture of pain and pleasure, his legs trembling around Law’s lower back.
Law hisses when Luffy’s nails dig deeply into his back, like he’s holding on for dear life.
“You feel so fucking good,” Law pretends not to hear Luffy’s small cries or the way his hole pulses around Law’s cock desperately wanting more.
“You're such a good boy for me.” He moans this time, not caring to hold back.
“I feel weird,” Luffy cries out, his nose running and his eyes tearing.
Law feels himself close—so damn close—his hips moving at an unsteady pace, but still making sure Luffy’s taking all of him.
“I’m gonna cum inside you,” he says, biting whatever part of Luffy’s skin is closest. He feels light-headed, almost high.
Luffy hugs him closer, shaking his head. “No.. I’ll get pregnant."
Law loses it. He pulls out quickly, grabbing onto his slick cock, then grabbing Luffy’s. He strokes them together roughly and desperately, ignoring Luffy’s frantic cries to stop.
Luffy comes first all over himself, and Law follows right after, eyes closed shut in pure bliss. It takes everything in him to keep himself up, stroking their orgasm. His hips spasm as he finally loosens the grip on their cocks, until his hand comes to a complete stop.
He keeps himself up with one hand to look down at Luffy.
Their cum mixes all over Luffy’s slightly exposed stomach and shirt. Law licks the bit of cum on Luffy’s cheek, unsure of who it belongs to, and not caring.
“Hey,” he says softly. Luffy stays silent, eyes closed.
“Luffy,” he tries again with no response.
“Hey.”
Breathing.
“Luffy!” Law finally yells, pulling Luffy’s cheek.
Luffy snaps his eyes wide open, then lowers them in a daze. He stares at Law’s slightly concerned face, then looks down at his body.
“That wasn’t a dream?” He mumbles weakly.
Law's lips twist tightly on his face, pinching Luffy’s cheeks again.
He’s so damn fucking cute.
“I’m dirty!” Luffy fully sits up, recovering from the dream state he was in.
Law glances away, feeling awkward out of nowhere. “I’ll bring you my gym clothes.”
“‘Kay.” Luffy stays put as Law gets up and fixes his pants back up, then slowly walks out. He takes a good look at his lower body as his cheeks glow red all over again.
He curiously touches the cum on his stomach, then sniffs it. As if on reflex, he tastes it, his body immediately shivering at the taste.
He leans back, hands behind him, holding himself up and tapping his feet together. His brain feels jumbled with various thoughts, unsure of which to latch onto first. The first image that appears is of Law, mouth slightly opened, panting, moaning with flushed cheeks, looking and focusing solely on him.
“Ughhh,” he grumbles, covering his face quickly, his dick and hole twitching slightly.
“What are you doing?” Luffy looks up at Law, he seems more composed now, all put together. His shirt tucked in his pants, and if it weren’t for the clear wrinkles on them, Luffy would’ve had a hard time believing this just happened.
His ass twitches again, almost missing the sensation of Law’s cock. Even if it did hurt, he wants to feel it again.
“Nothi- ugff,” Law’s gym clothes land on Luffy’s face.
“Just get cleaned up and dressed.” Law watches steadily as Luffy holds open Law’s white tee, mumbling something about being too big. His eyes trail down to Luffy’s bare thighs, and stays fixated on them. He shoves his hand in his pockets, wondering if he’ll ever get a chance to bite them again.
“Look away!” Luffy covers his half-naked body with the shirt.
“I already saw,” he scoffs, but turns around regardless, his cheeks burning.
It feels like forever. Law taps his foot impatiently, about to turn around. But then he feels a tap on his shoulder. He's about to complain, but the sight before him washes the words right out.
Luffy’s grinning happily, his hair messy, with a slight glow in his skin. Law's white tee is clearly too big, almost covering him completely and slightly hanging off Luffy’s neck, while Law’s sweat pants roll up at the ankles.
“Ready~” Luffy tilts his head, holding his dirty clothes in the bag Law brought.
Law’s eyes widen when he catches all the red bruises on Luffy’s neck. He coughs, avoiding eye contact.
“Let’s.. skip classes for the rest of the day,” He suddenly says, but doesn’t explain why.
Luffy must not care for the reasoning, smiling from ear to ear, “I’m hungry.”
Law looks down at Luffy, his cock feeling semi-hard for some reason. “I’ll buy you food.”
“Yaay!” Luffy stretches his fist in the air. “Ouch!” He slumps right back down, rubbing his lower back.
Law doesn’t feel guilt; on the contrary, he feels the opposite. Proud. He wonders if they could just forget about getting food and fuck again, maybe this time a little less gently.
Law feels a tug on his sleeve cuff.
“Buy me burgers,” Luffy bounces back, pulling on Law’s sleeve and leading him off the roof.
As Luffy grabs the handle to open the door, Law closely hovers behind him. He dips down and kisses the back of Luffy’s exposed neck.
Luffy whips his head quickly, catching Law’s face before he pulls away.
He frowns, his cheeks puffing out. The red on them making them look like round tomatoes. But he looks more embarrassed than bothered.
Law doesn’t know why he did that, and he hopes Luffy doesn’t ask.
“You know you can’t get pregnant, right?” He changes the conversation, standing up straight now.
“Oh.” Luffy rubs the back of his neck, the spot where Law kissed still tingling. “..I knew that.” He opens the door, walking down the stairs, with Law silently following.
“Then,” Luffy trails off, keeping his face forward, avoiding Law’s. “Maybe next time..”
Law raises a brow in confusion, staring at the back of Luffy’s head.
“You can just do it inside,” Luffy finally finishes, the tip of his ears red.
Law feels himself stop in the middle of the stairs. His heart plunges down into his stomach.
Luffy runs down the steps a second later, yelling, “Hurry, I’m hungry!” Never turning back to meet Law’s face.
Next time.
A random thought pops into Law’s head.
If Luffy ever thinks about doing this with anyone else, he might actually consider locking him up in a basement.
-
Neither Luffy nor Law talked about what happened on the roof after that. They went back to their semi-normal routine of occasionally meeting on the roof, but things were never the same.
They both became overly conscious of each other. It was bad before, but now whenever Luffy touches him, Law relieves the feeling of Luffy under him, panting, moaning, crying, and the sensation of Luffy’s ass hugging his cock.
Law spent countless hours masturbating, only to the memory of that day.
Sometimes, Law zones out mid-conversation, wondering if Luffy would look good blindfolded and gagged by his cock.
Another change is the annoyance Law feels now when Luffy’s around the green-haired Zoro guy. Law day dreams of leaving bite marks all over Luffy’s body just so everyone—especially Zoro—could see.
Things go on like this for a while, bouncing around the subject with tension so thick that they both feel like they’re suffocating in it. It’s Luffy that finally breaks the thin glass between them.
It happened on what Law thought was a normal day. They’re on the roof again, and Law’s not trying to focus on how close Luffy is, with his head on his shoulder.
He forces himself to re-read the same sentence in his book over and over again.
“Torao,” the way Luffy says his name, sounds disgustingly sweet.
Law tilts his head slightly to look at him with a questioning hum.
“How come you haven’t done that again?” Luffy purses his lips.
“That?” Law eyes him curiously.
“Sex.” Luffy squints, his cheeks a different shade from his skin.
Law mouths open dryly, dumbfounded, but that only lasts a second, until his lips are on Luffy’s again for the first time since they’ve had sex.
It doesn’t take long for them to find a steady rhythm. Their kiss is passionate, filled with desire, and longing. Like this is what was missing, and this is all they needed.
They fuck like animals in heat, desperate just to feel each other. Neither holding back their moans nor their desire gazes.
This becomes a part of their new routine—having sex anywhere they can in school.
Law never thought anyone would be able to handle his sexual desires, but again and again, Luffy handles everything Law does to him and enjoys it.
They spend the rest of the school year in heat, fucking any chance they get.
Law spent more time fucking Luffy than in class, but everyday was a new opportunity to see just how far he could push Luffy's boundaries. And he loved every second of it. It gave him a great sense of pride to know he was the one who got to see this side of Luffy. And that’s where his feelings ended.
Before Law knew it, it was the last day of school, and Luffy was nowhere to be found.
Then, just like that, the last bell of the year rings, dismissing everyone to enjoy their summer vacation.
-
On his walk home, Law realizes he never asked for Luffy’s number.
He tries his best to ignore the weird way his heart sinks to the bottom of the ground.