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In the wake of things starting to settle down, once they’ve fled to calmer seas, once they’re back on the open water, Luffy hangs close to Law’s side.
There’s no real reason for them to be close, this alliance is purely, solely for revenge on Law’s part. Straw Hat will prove himself useful, if in his own wild, reckless, destructive way.
It's strange to know that the same goofy man who is excited by his ship flying and who gets so hyped up for a fight is also capable of that calm, serious, cutting gaze.
He acts like a moron, but he’s far more impressive than Law had realized.
Still, there’s no reason for him to be sitting so close to Law right now.
He’d done the same thing earlier as they explained the plan to the rest of the Straw Hats, pressed right against Law’s side.
The cook had warned Law of something, a cryptic message that Law doesn’t quite understand.
“You and Luffy likely have very different ideas of what an alliance is. Just be warned.”
Law cocks his head to the side, regarding the peaceful smile on Straw Hat’s face as he jabbers away about the fish in the aquarium.
“Straw Hat-ya.” Law cuts in, and big, dark eyes turn up to him. “What does this alliance mean to you?”
“Getting stronger. Both of us.” Luffy answers immediately, “We’re helping each other get better, and do more than we could alone. We have a goal in common, and we’ll be together until we do it!”
Law relaxes, letting his shoulders slump back against the couch. What did the cook mean? Luffy understands, he might pretend to be goofy, but he’s not stupid.
“Also.”
Strong hands pin Law’s shoulders against the back of the couch, a warm weight settles over his thighs, and suddenly a smiling, scarred face is way too close to Law’s.
“It means we’re friends.”
“Straw Hat-ya.” Law gapes, “What the hell are you doing?”
“Torao is my friend, right?”
“What makes you think that?”
“Torao helps me every time we meet, I got to help back this time.” Luffy says seriously. He lifts one hand and knocks his straw hat off his head, wild black hair poking in every direction, he’s blinding when he smiles like that.
Law has always had a soft spot for big, goofy smiles.
He quells the affection rising in his chest and crosses his arms, not knocking Straw Hat out of his lap just yet.
He's innocent, he doesn’t have it in him to try and get in Law’s pants for some ulterior motive, this is Straw Hat Luffy, after all. If he wants something from Law, he’ll tell Law straight up exactly what he wants and exactly why he wants it, then he’ll probably take it for himself.
“You did as I asked, yes.” Law admits, it’s jarring to witness the Straw Hats first hand. They seem to be unstoppable, leaving miracles behind them as they storm across the world faster than any other crew has.
The truth is that they’re goofy and disorganized, each one of them is so self-driven and focused on their own goals that Law honestly isn’t sure how they accomplish anything together.
Yet, Caesar is secured on the Thousand Sunny, and Law is one huge step closer thanks to the efforts of this insane crew and their lunatic captain. Moreover, G-5 has a newfound respect for the Straw Hats, and Law as an extension of that, and scores of children will be reunited with their families because of the pirate crew. They’re truly something to behold.
“Torao knows we’re his nakama, right?” Luffy asks seriously, he pins Law’s shoulders again, he shifts forward in Law’s lap.
Who is this eager little puppy panting for Law’s approval? Since when does Straw Hat-ya care what anyone thinks of him? Since when does this guy give a damn if Law thinks they’re friends or not?
“We’re allies, not friends.”
“What’s the difference?”
Law isn’t sure how to explain it, not when Luffy shuffles even further into his lap. He doesn’t mean for his weight to feel so good in Law’s lap, and he doesn’t mean to be goofy and smiley and adorable. He’s clueless, he’s rash, he’s impulsive, he’s so Law’s type that you’d think Law picked him out of a catalogue.
“Straw Hat-ya.” Law says firmly, his resolve is draining quickly, and either Straw Hat needs to get off Law’s lap, or…
“You’re on my ship.” Straw Hat says, “My crew helped you, even though it wasn’t exactly how you said it should be. You ate with us, too, remember?”
“So?” Law chokes out, he can’t recall exactly when Luffy’s face got so close. Their chests are touching, too, Luffy is completely draped across Law’s lap. He lifts his hands from pinning Law’s shoulders, only to wrap his arms around Law’s neck.
“So that sounds like you’re our friend.” Luffy states. “I’ve been on your ship, your crew has helped me, I’ve eaten with you guys. There wasn’t an alliance back then, Torao was just nice to me!”
Law blinks at him, he tucks his chin and hides his eyes from Luffy behind the brim of his hat, “That was different, Straw Hat-ya.”
“Torao, it’s okay to be our friend. We’re nice! Besides, I really like Torao.” Luffy tugs Law’s hat off, his other hand ruffles through Law’s hair.
“Thought so.” Luffy says proudly, he smiles at Law brightly, his arm stretches behind him to set Law’s hat on a nearby table. “Torao is pretty.” His arm snaps back, then his long fingers are framing the edge of Law’s face, tipping Law’s chin up and making him hold eye contact.
This is insane.
What the hell is Straw Hat playing at right now??
“S-Straw Hat-ya.” Law curses himself for the way his breath stutters, he’s embarrassed by how affected he is by the other captain right now. “What are you doing?”
“Dunno. Wanna kiss Torao, but Sanji says I can only kiss people who want it, too.” Luffy answers like it’s the easiest thing in the world.
“What? Kiss?” Law shakes his head in shock, “Is this your idea of an alliance, Straw Hat?”
Luffy knits his eyebrows thoughtfully, then shakes his head, “No, that just means we’re friends and we’re gonna help each other. This is ‘cause I really like Torao. It’s different.”
“You keep saying that, but what do you mean?” Law asks, “Do you just go around kissing everyone?”
Luffy shakes his head, “No, only some people. I like the way I feel when I think about Torao.” Luffy takes one of Law’s hands and places it flat against his firm abdomen. Law’s fingers rest against Luffy’s warm flesh, he stretches his pinky out and runs it along the edge of the scar on Luffy’s chest. He distantly wonders if it’s sensitive, or if the nerve endings never really grew back, he’d been unsure Luffy would even survive, so what the future held for the young captain was a mystery as Law stitched him up two years prior.
“I get warm right here when Torao is around, or when I remember how nice Torao has been to me.” Luffy says, “Sometimes I get hard when I think about Torao.”
“Luffy-ya!” Law gasps, he feels his cheeks heat involuntarily at Luffy’s boldness. He’d be a stone cold liar if he said it wasn’t exactly the words he wanted to hear come out of Luffy’s mouth, but to actually hear them is something else entirely.
Law would rather die than admit the fascination that has kept him orbiting around Straw Hat is deeper than an admiration for the ambitious captain.
Law should take his hand back, lift it off Luffy’s abs where those long fingers are still holding Law’s inked hand. He should push Straw Hat out of his lap, throw him in the floor, set a boundary very firmly so that Luffy-ya never does this again.
Law should storm out of here, treat Straw Hat coldly, tell him to shut up when he rambles on and on, ignore his insane crew members, focus on his own goals.
He should.
He really, really should do something about this stretchy idiot in his lap.
So, Law snatches his hand out of Straw Hat’s grasp, grabs his chin, and seals their mouths together with an intensity that even surprises him.
Luffy melts in his lap instantly, becoming soft and pliant in Law’s arms, he kisses back enthusiastically, licking into Law’s mouth.
Fuck, this isn’t what Law should do. It’s not too late, he could still stop, he could still lean back and tell Luffy-ya that it was a mistake.
He's trying to build an alliance with this man, use him, be of use to him, not…
Not feel the warmth of him like this.
Law doesn’t need to know how good it feels to wrap his arms around Luffy-ya’s waist, to tug him closer, to intertwine their tongues as their kiss grows more desperate.
He doesn’t need to hear the groans spilling off Straw Hat’s parted lips, doesn’t need his heart to beat faster when Straw Hat gasps at the touch of his hands, doesn’t need to feel Luffy-ya getting hard in his lap.
But dammit he wants it. He wants it all. He wants Straw Hat.
“Torao,” Luffy gasps, he puts his hands on Law’s chest, he rests their foreheads together as he takes ragged breaths, “Torao is really good at kissing.”
“Fuck.” Law swears under his breath, he rolls them over and pins Luffy to the couch on his back, Luffy’s long legs wrap around Law’s hips and then they’re grinding together. Luffy’s back arching, Law’s fingers digging into the couch cushions, both of them seeking friction blindly.
Law kisses him again, open-mouthed and needy, drinking down the noises Straw Hat makes, reveling in this new side of him.
Luffy usually seems so bullheaded, nearly incapable of listening to reason, so it’s surprising that he’s so submissive as Law pins him down. It makes Law want to own him, a hot and demanding need like Law has never experienced before.
Fuck, what else would this man let Law do to him? What other commands could Law issue and Luffy follow?
If Law told him to get on all fours and bark like a good boy, would he?
What new things could they try? What new experiences could they share? What kind of pleasure could they give each other?
Law’s mind is truly running away from him now, he doesn’t even want to hold back anymore, he doesn’t have it in him to make himself stop.
“Luffy-ya.” Law leans back some, he grips Luffy’s hip with one hand, his other arm wound around Luffy and cradling his head. “Why are you doing this?”
“I like Torao, a lot.” Luffy says, he digs his fingers into Law’s sweater, his legs stretch and wrap around Law’s, which is really weird, but whatever. “Why is Torao doing this?”
Law sighs, he ruts himself against Luffy, looking down and seeing himself bulging in his jeans. If he changed the angle a bit, he could grind them together just right. Rearranging his hips, Law grinds their dicks together and Luffy gasps.
“Does Torao want to feel good with me?”
Law nods wordlessly, it’s easier to just let Luffy talk, but that’s no surprise.
“Can I touch Torao?” Luffy asks seriously, his hands both come to rest on Law’s hips, and Law nods again.
“Yeah, Straw Hat-ya.”
Luffy doesn’t need to be told twice, and he works Law’s jeans free enough to pull his cock out in a matter of seconds. Luffy is enthusiastic as he wraps his hand around Law’s throbbing cock, thumb swiping at the crest of the head and making Law gasp.
“Mm, Torao is big here.” Luffy says lowly, he begins stroking with slow, firm, languid hands, “Good thing I’m stretchy.”
Law chokes on his own breath, “Luffy-ya.”
Luffy’s hand speeds up some, “Maybe Torao wants me inside, too. I can make it bigger, ya know?”
Law can practically hear Luffy calling out his moves in the bedroom, and he nearly laughs hysterically over the thought of Gum-Gum Giant Schlong.
“You’re a freak, Luffy-ya.” Law gasps.
“Mhm, Torao can touch me.” Luffy says, his eyes haven’t left Law’s cock since he took it out and started jerking it off. It’s a look that Law thought was reserved for food.
He watches his own hands wander out and unbutton Luffy’s shorts, he tugs them down to the tops of Luffy’s thighs, freeing the young captain’s hard dick.
Luffy’s so hard that the head is slightly purple, there’s a pretty little bead of precum swelling on the tip, it twitches under Law’s gaze.
“Is this what you wanted, Straw Hat-ya?” Law asks lowly, he thinks Luffy is too naïve to get in his pants for ulterior motives, but he’s been wrong before.
“Whaddya mean?” Luffy asks, his voice has gotten slurred and thick, it’s heady and sends a jolt of power rushing through Law.
“Is this why you aligned with me?” Law asks seriously, and Luffy blinks the haze out of his eyes in an instant, gaze sharp and focused as he meets Law’s eyes once more.
“No, this isn’t why I aligned with Torao. It’s just a nice bonus to being around!” Luffy says, and it’s a promise as much as it is a goofy confession.
Law believes him, because he doesn’t have it in his heart to question Luffy.
He sits on Luffy’s lap and wraps his hand around both of their cocks, rubbing his palm in a slow circle around both of their cock heads.
Luffy twitches under him, his eyes flutter again, “T-Torao, feels good.”
“Yeah?” Law opens a room and finds a bottle of massage oil secreted away in the cooks’ belongings. He snags it and smirks at the argument it’ll cause as it appears in his hand. Law uncaps the bottle and drizzles the oil over their cocks in his hand.
Luffy moans, like, moans, breathy and lewd and holy shit Law needs to hear that again.
He rubs the lengths of their cocks together, grinding his weight down onto Luffy, and Luffy moans for him again, tipping his chin back and parting his lips in a way that Law is immediately addicted to.
Law tears his eyes away from Luffy’s face and finally looks down to where he has both of their cocks in his hand. Holy hell.
It’s a jolt of emotion that he didn’t know he was capable of feeling right now, sharp and hot and stabbing him in the chest with need, want, bliss.
“Ah, Luffy-ya, you feel so good.” He gasps, and it’s like he hadn’t even realized it. Like he’s been so caught up that he wasn’t even feeling how good the slick friction of Luffy-ya’s cock is against his own. It makes him want to cum immediately, some pent-up need that’s suddenly escalated too much to be ignored.
Luffy ruts himself off the couch, whining high in his throat, chest heaving as he gasps for air. He’s such a pretty sight as a flush starts creeping down his neck and towards his chest, hair a wild mess against the couch cushions.
Law has seen this man in nearly every compromising position under the sun, has seen him literally ripped to shreds, organs and bones and tendons exposed. Law has seen him raw, broken, empty, every single thing and person that he’d held dear ripped from his bleeding hands.
Seeing him like this feels like a blessing after watching Straw Hat suffer so much, so Law lets himself enjoy it.
“Didn’t even think about you being stretchy like that.” Law says, mouth moving without his permission, but he gets the feeling he can say anything to Straw Hat, because the guy isn’t really fazed by anything. So, Law can probably casually admit to fantasizing about Straw Hat and it not be a big deal at all. “Bet you’d feel so fucking good stretching around my cock, Straw Hat-ya.”
Luffy’s mouth falls open, he cries out lowly, his cock throbs in Law’s hand, precum spurting out obscenely. Luffy’s turned on by this, that’s good, that boosts Law’s confidence.
“Thought about you on top before, though, I’ll admit.” Law says, he twists his wrist, grinds himself down, uses his free hand to smear the wetness of the precum around the tip of Luffy’s cock. Luffy cries out again, growing louder and louder by the second. Law does not give one single god damn, let the whole crew, hell, let the whole world know they’re doing this.
Trafalgar Law, Warlord of the Sea, and Straw Hat Luffy, the Super Rookies, two of the Worst Generation members, and they’re going to make each other cum. Law has never been much of a bragger, and he’d never actually be able to say it to Sachi or Penguin’s face, but hah! Law’s going to get exactly what he wanted.
“You’re so eager, I know you’d be such a good top, ready to do whatever you can to please me.” Law keeps talking, he’s not sure Luffy really hears the words coming out of his mouth. Hell, after the day they just had, Law isn’t sure Luffy has any listening comprehension skills whatsoever.
“Wanna make Torao feel good.” Luffy gasps, so he does hear Law still, he’s paying attention as much as he ever does.
“Feel good now, Straw Hat-ya. Feels so good to have your cock against mine.” Law’s cock dribbles at the admission, precum slicking his already oily hand even further. Pleasure coils hot and sharp in his spine, building forward, tensing every muscle in his body against his volition. Luffy’s thighs are tight, his hips shudder as he thrusts off the couch and into Law’s hand impatiently.
“Wanna cum, Torao.” He whines, “Cum with me.”
Law releases both of their cocks and grips the base of Luffy’s firmly, squeezing tight and watching as frustration screws up Luffy’s face, washing away the pleasure that was near crashing over him. Luffy is pouting comically as he opens his eyes and cuts a glare to Law.
“Why’d you do that? I was about to get off!”
“I know.” Law smirks at him, and he sees the way Luffy’s eyes widen when he realizes they’re playing a game. Luffy hooks his arms around Law’s shoulders and pulls him down into a kiss, nipping at Law’s lower lip playfully.
“Torao is fun.” Luffy sighs happily, one hand finds its way under Law’s sweater and long fingers dig into his back, “I love it.”
Law can’t take it anymore, he rips his shirt off quickly, descending on Straw Hat and letting the young captain dig scratches into his shoulder blades, “Mark me up, Luffy-ya, wanna remember this.”
Luffy chuckles dangerously, he happily obliges Law’s request, blunt nails digging into Law’s back and dragging down with an unrelenting pressure. Just enough to send chills racing down Law’s spine, goosebumps pricking along his arms, and Luffy chuckles again. He pulls Law closer and catches the hoops on Law’s right ear between his lips, “Can I bite Torao?”
Law kisses him so hard their teeth clack together, and Luffy grins into the kiss, digging more of those marks into Law’s back. When they separate, Luffy doesn’t hesitate to sink his teeth into the juncture of Law’s neck and shoulder, biting the tendon there hard enough to bruise.
Law doesn’t stop himself from moaning out loud, the pain sears down his spine and immediately fizzles into an intense pleasure at the base of his cock. Fuck, could he cum from that?
Probably. But only because it’s Straw Hat.
Luffy kisses and licks and sucks on the bite mark until it’s tender and warm, he leans back to admire it with a big grin that scrunches his eyes shut. “Gonna keep marking Torao like that. Shishishishi, it’s so hot!”
His little laugh makes Law’s chest burn, makes his heart clench hard enough to remind him of Ceasar’s hands wrapped around the damn thing. This is different, though, this isn’t painful, this isn’t terrifying, there’s no lingering anxiety over what someone will do to him this time.
Law feels certain he could cut his heart from his chest and place it in Straw Hat’s hands right this moment, it actually might be safer with him than beating away in Law’s chest. Luffy-ya would protect it, would keep it safe, would possibly try to convince Black Leg-ya to cook it, but he would treasure it all the same.
The way Luffy smiles at danger, the way he throws himself into things so whole-heartedly, the way he never stops for a moment to think things through, the way he somehow figures things out anyway, that’s what caught Law’s attention about this man.
His ambition, his drive, his determination.
Law knew they were useful attributes and had long since been keeping an eye on the young captain and his growing crew, especially after what went down in Enies Lobby. Sitting there on Sabaody when Luffy decked that Celestial Dragon, a new spark of interest flared to life in Law’s chest.
Law couldn’t keep himself away then, and he won’t let Luffy get away from him so easily this time.
Not when that silly little laugh makes it hard to breathe.
Fuck.
Law takes Luffy’s cock in his hand again, reveling in the way Luffy’s mouth falls open and his back arches slightly, he begins slowly stroking Luffy’s cock again. With his other hand, Law traces over Luffy’s hip bones, trails a finger over Luffy’s taut balls, dips it teasingly into the space between Luffy’s thighs.
Luffy’s shorts around his thighs make it to where Luffy can’t spread his legs, but that’s okay. If Law gets inside this man tonight, there’s no way he’ll be able to focus the way he needs to when they arrive on Dressrosa.
He just wants a taste now, Law gets a feeling that Luffy won’t let up anytime soon, and Law has no intention of leaving Luffy’s side. They have plenty of time. If Law had known this interest went both ways, maybe he would have looked for Straw Hat sooner, but fate brought the gummy moron stumbling into Law’s plans once again.
This time, Law won’t let him get away so easily.
Law presses his finger firmly to the place between Luffy’s balls and entrance, rubbing a slow, hard circle there as he strokes Luffy’s cock.
Luffy gasps, his mouth falls open and he moans, “Torao, wh-what is that?”
“Your prostate.” Law answers, he applies firmer pressure to emphasize his point, “It feels better if I’m inside you, but I can stimulate it here.”
“I-inside me, want it inside me.” Luffy groans, his cock throbs in Law’s hand again, ready to cum again so quickly.
“Shush, Straw Hat-ya, there’s no rush. We’ll get to it.” Law assures him.
“Next time?” Luffy asks, hope and excitement and every emotion he feels packed into the question, and Law’s heart clenches tight once more.
“Yeah, Luffy-ya, next time.”
“Shishishi, good!” Luffy grabs Law’s cock and begins stroking it again, “I like Torao so much.” He says again, and Law leans over to shut him up with a kiss.
“Still don’t know what you mean by that.” Law murmurs against his lips, “But you better stop sayin’ it if you know what’s good for you.”
Luffy bites his lower lip hard, Law’s eyes roll back at the sensation, he feels himself throb in Luffy’s hand, Luffy chuckles softly, smugly.
“I don’t really take orders, Torao.”
“Yeah,” Law rasps, it’s his favorite thing about Luffy, but he can’t tell the moron that. Not right now.
Maybe next time.
“Wanna feel it again, Torao, put ‘em together again.” Luffy pleads, he tugs on Law’s bicep with the hand he’s not stroking Law’s length with.
Law runs his fingers in an unrelenting circle over Luffy’s prostate until Luffy’s hips jerk off the couch and he shouts, only then does Law relent and take Luffy’s cock into his hand again.
Luffy’s so hard his cock has turned an angry red, the tip is so swollen, strings of precum dripping out constantly. He won’t last, and the thrill of watching him fall apart makes Law groan.
Their cocks together in Law’s hand is a new sort of ecstasy, hot and heady like he’s never felt before, he’ll never look for it anywhere else. Not when this stupid man and his silly laugh writhes like that when his eyes roll back, not when hot, gummy, scarred flesh feels so good under Law’s hands.
Law grinds into him, unable to help himself, his hips jerk forward on instinct, his mouth falls open and he gasps for air. His own orgasm is desperate to overtake him, he’s never wanted to cum so badly in his entire life, he digs bruises into Straw Hat’s hip with his free hand.
“Dammit, Luffy-ya, don’t want this to end. Want to do it again and again, want to make you cum until you can’t anymore, fuck you until your legs give out, want to make you feel so good.” Law almost doesn’t realize the words are spilling over his own lips, not until Luffy is gasping in response.
“Torao!” he cries out, “More, more, more!”
Law isn’t sure what Luffy wants more of, and it’s possible Luffy hasn’t got a clue, either. It’s no matter, because Luffy’s entire body jolts like he’s been shocked, then he goes entirely boneless as his cock throbs in Law’s hand.
He falls over the edge with a moan that sounds like he’s trying to say Law’s name in earnest, he cums in Law’s hand spectacularly, coating his own stomach with the thick load.
Law is right behind him, his own orgasm snatching his breath away at the sight of Luffy cumming. He cums over Luffy’s twitching cock, groaning lowly as he rides out the aftershocks, listening to Luffy’s ragged breathing.
“Torao.”
“Hm?”
Luffy pulls him down into a kiss that’s much slower and softer than any of the others they’ve shared, he caresses one hand down Law’s arm.
“Lots of tattoos.” Luffy mutters, his eyes drift half-closed like he’s sleepy, he brings his hand around and traces the Jolly Roger on Law’s chest. “I like Torao.”
Law kisses Luffy again, “Luffy-ya is going to make me crazy.”
Luffy grins proudly, and he’s droopy and compliant as Law cleans them up with hands far gentler than he ever thought he’d get to use with Straw Hat.
“Torao can sleep in my bunk with me.” Luffy offers as Law redresses him.
“Yeah, gotta pass on that one.” Law smirks, he drags his fingers up the ridges of Luffy’s stomach muscles to rest on the scar.
“Why?” Luffy asks with a pout.
“Your nakama will throw me in the ocean if I get into a bed with you.” Law pinches Luffy’s left nipple and Luffy laughs in response.
“Want a snack, Torao? Sanji makes the best snacks!” Luffy hops off the couch and grabs Law’s sweater off the floor, tossing it to Law with his signature grin.
“Maybe a drink.” Law relents as he pulls his shirt back on.
Luffy reaches across the room and wraps his arms around Law, bringing him flying across the room with a snap as Law meets Luffy’s chest.
“Oi!”
“Shishishi, come on! It’s fun!” Luffy nuzzles his head into the feathered collar of Law’s shirt before grinning up at him, “Snack!”
Luffy drags Law to the kitchen behind him, still closer to his side than he has any business being.
Law thinks distantly that no matter what comes their way, no matter who they fight, no matter what they have to overcome, no matter how hungry, or tired, or battle-worn they are, he likes having Luffy this close to his side.