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His arm was around Luffy’s waist.
Zoro’s arm was around Luffy’s waist.
Zoro’s arm was around Luffy’s waist.
The red cup in Law’s hand crinkled as he gripped it more tightly. He couldn’t stand the sight. Of Zoro, that was. At Luffy he could look for hours.
Law took a deep swig of his coke and rum.
Luffy was laughing now, talking through his giggles, looking up at Zoro. And Zoro looked back with eyes so soft, Law had no idea how Luffy could miss it. It was ridiculous.
Everytime Zoro was in the same vicinity as Luffy he was acting like a dog - loyal, besotted and trotting behind him, waiting for scraps of attention. And Luffy - always fun and energetic and ready to die for his friends - gave it to him. Freely. Oblivious to the fact that Zoro had something much, much different than friendship in mind.
Something - Law grinned self-satisfied - that Law usually got. Law knew what Luffy felt like - beneath him, on top of him, around him. He knew what Luffy sounded like then, the faces he made, the way his hands and fingers tightened around anything he could grab when he was close. He could still taste how salty the skin of his neck got and remember how his hair smelled right after, when Law buried his nose inside.
At a party like this though, it mattered little. Law was here, but he didn’t hold Luffy’s attention in the way his friends did. The reason was simple - Luffy and him weren’t friends. They also weren’t anything else. They fucked, yes, but only after everyone else had left. Between the scenes of their real lifes, they met and they spent time in bed or on the couch or against a wall and Law got to see and hear and smell and taste and feel him. In these moments, Luffy belonged to him and him alone.
Sometimes they lingered, eating, talking, going for a round two or three. But never long. Luffy always had friends to meet and barbeques to attend. This wasn’t the first time he invited Law along and it also wasn’t the first time he spent more of his evening with his friends than actually with Law.
It happened often enough that Law knew just how much Zoro despised him and loved Luffy. Which brought him back to this evening and Zoro’s fucking hands on Luffy’s body.
“You’re gonna break your cup,” Bepo said as he threw himself on the couch next to Law.
“Hm?” Law had his eyes still on Zoro’s hand. Was it the light or was he really gripping Luffy, his fingers digging into the skin?
“I just love how you are really relaxed right now,” Bepo continued. Law could swear that Zoro was pulling Luffy closer.
“I mean you’re right. This is totally casual.”
Law just grunted. Maybe Zoro was doing this on purpose. Did he just smirk in his direction?!
“So casual in fact, I was thinking about shooting my shot with Luffy as well. I mean, what could go-?”
“What?!” Law’s head whipped around, eyes wide.
Bepo had the audacity to laugh.
Grumbling, Law emptied his cup and placed it on the low table in front of him. As he leaned back he tried to relax his shoulders down.
“So,” Bepo started again, now that he had Law’s attention, “why are you looking like you’re ready to commit some violent crime?”
Law jutted his chin out to Luffy and Zoro. “That guy’s always looking at Luffy.”
Bepo thought for a moment. His eyes wandered back and forth, between Law and Luffy. “Okay?”
Law shook his head. “Not okay, he looks like he has feelings for him!”
“And how do you come to that conclusion?” Bepo asked carefully.
“He looks at him all the time and follows him around like some… love-sick puppy!”
Bepo nodded and for a moment nobody said anything. Then he turned to Law.
“Tell me, did you want to go to this party tonight?”
“No.” Law shook his head. He did not enjoy parties. Bepo knew that.
“And why did you?”
The answer was clear. “Luffy invited me.”
“So you went after him and now you spend your time looking at him.” Bepo’s voice sounded like he wanted something from him, so Law tore his eyes away from Luffy for a moment.
“What?” It sounded annoyed, so Law took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He wasn’t mad at Bepo. But Bepo just nodded.
“Nevermind, I’m getting with the program.”
“And that is?”
“Being mad at that green haired guy for being obviously in love with Luffy, right?”
Law nodded, satisfied, and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Right.”
It was silent as they watched Zoro and Luffy, but it didn’t last long. Bepo spoke up again.
“So, why does it make us mad? I thought you two were… what was the word? Casual.”
“We are.”
“O-kaaay…”
“The sex is good.”
“Hmm…”
“He’s funny.”
“Oh?”
“I want Zoro to takes his grubby little fingers off of him.”
“Clearly. Ever thought about why that is?”
“Because-,” Law searched for the right words and then felt all the blood drain from his face.
“There it is,” Bepo muttered and now relaxed fully back into the couch, his goal accomplished.
“Oh no,” Law said.
“Yep.”
They only heard the noises of the party while Law tried to process. Before he had a chance to finish though, a loud yelp, followed by an excited laugh interrupted him. He looked up at the same time as Bepo and saw Zoro holding Luffy up by the back of his thighs, Luffy’s legs wrapped around Zoro’s torso. While Luffy was laughing and waving at his friends, Zoro looked up at him, mouth slightly parted, a dreamy look on his face and cheeks flamed red.
“What the fuck,” Law murmured. He wanted to reach for his drink but realised that it was empty. He stood up.
“Law…,” Bepo’s voice came behind him, warning.
Law started walking, Bepo close behind.
“Please don’t start a fight at the party!” he pleaded.
“You think I can’t take him? I’m taller.”
“He’s broader.”
“Barely,” Law admitted through clenched teeth. “But don’t worry. I’m just getting a fucking drink.”
He beelined for the booze table. They were at Vivi’s house. She was one of Luffy’s friends and filthy rich, so her house was the biggest and her booze the fanciest. Law riffled through the different rums, while Bepo kept talking next to him, having already decided on a beer.
“What are you gonna do now? Are you gonna talk to him? Tell him? You could make it all romantic and - oh, they’re coming over.”
“Torao! Look how tall I am!”
When Law turned he had to tilt his head back to look up at Luffy. Luffy was beaming and Law felt his heart beat faster at the sight and wondered how he didn’t fucking notice before. His eyes flitted down to Zoro, who looked undeniably smug with Luffy’s legs wrapped around him, his hands digging into the flesh of his thighs.
“Impressive,” he said. He avoided looking at Zoro and focused on Luffy instead, straightening his back. “I’m even taller, I bet I could lift you a little higher if you want.”
Luffy’s eyes lit up at that and for a moment Law forgot about any posturing. When he remembered and managed to tear his eyes away from Luffy, Zoro frowned at him angrily.
It didn’t matter. Luffy was already untangling his legs and gliding down Zoro’s body. Zoro had no choice but letting go off him.
“Lift me!” Luffy laughed and jumped up at Law. Law caught him with both arms, the weight familiar in his hold, the position not new as Luffy’s legs wrapped themselves around him. With both hands on Luffy’s ass and a look at Zoro he lifted Luffy even higher and Luffy kept laughing, his hands above his head, touching the ceiling.
“You wanna stay up?” Law asks, squeezing Luffy’s ass lightly. Luffy looked down at him and giggled. Then he shook his head.
“Can’t go any higher than that.”
“We could go upstairs,” Law half-whispered, nodding his head towards the stairs. He set Luffy down, but reached for his hand. From the corner of his eyes he could see Zoro still standing there, clearly watching them. He had to know already. This thing with Luffy had been going on for a couple of months now. By now, his friends had to know, no matter how many times Law asked for Luffy to keep it between the two of them.
Fuck, in contrast to the things he used to say, he wanted Zoro to know.
Luffy licked his lips, getting that sudden focus in his eyes, the one he got whenever they started something. There was a hunger there that could take hours to satiate and Law grinned, knowing the answer before Luffy gave it.
He tugged him towards the stairs, throwing Zoro a cocky wink along the way. It was hard to resist a little gloating.
“Luffy!” Zoro called, but Luffy barely looked at him.
“I’ll talk to you later, Zoro! I’m gonna spend some time with Torao.”
Law started to feel warm when he heard that.
Taking no detours they made their way up to the much quieter and darker part of the house. They tried three doors before they found a room that suited them. It looked like a guest bedroom - unpersonal enough to be sure that no one really lived in here.
Law entered first and as soon as Luffy had closed the door behind him, he turned and crowded against him. Luffy responded eagerly, fisting his hands into Law’s hair and pulling him down until they could kiss.
Luffy tasted like honeyed meat, something Sanji served downstairs and some fizzy and sweet soda he probably drank. He was smiling into the kiss, taking from Law’s mouth what he wanted, pressing himself closer against him, already grinding on Law’s thigh.
Law loved him like this, demanding and moving Law in the way he needed to get the pleasure he wanted and he groaned into it. He lifted his leg higher, increasing the pressure against Luffy’s crotch, giving Luffy more room to press against him.
For a while the only sounds where their mingled breaths and occasional groans and moans, but where Law would normally give in and let Luffy set a pace, tonight he wanted something different.
He tore his mouth away and lowered his leg, earning a discontent whine from Luffy. Then he caught Luffy’s hands between his own. While Luffy was strong, he was also small and his wrists were tiny enough that Law could hold them both with one hand and press them against the wood of the door above Luffy’s head.
Once in position, Luffy grinned up at him through half lidded eyes, clearly enjoying the way Law was holding him. He was letting Law do this and somehow that made it even hotter.
Law reached for Luffy’s pants and undid the button with one hand, pushing and pulling the garment until it slipped down. He could see how hard he was, trapped in his boxer briefs and brushed over Luffy’s clothed cock with his free hand. Luffy’s breath became more heavy but Law ignored it, keeping his touch featherlight.
“I make you feel like this,” he whispered and looked up just in time to see Luffy give a tiny nod. He stilled his hand. Luffy had a blush sitting on his cheeks and his lips were parted - he was always so… unabashed in his pleasure. He never held back. Was he like this with everyone?
“Say it.”
Luffy’s eyes focused back on him and he whispered: “You make me feel like this.”
“Exactly,” Law muttered darkly as he palmed Luffy’s erection, slowly rubbing against it. Luffy tilted his hips, pressing himself into Law’s hand. Instead Law pulled away and lifted his hand up, slowly feeling his way under Luffy’s shirt until he found his chest, flicking at a nipple. He had already mostly forgotten the party downstairs.
Luffy whined when Law pinched his nipple again and Law leant down and kissed his neck. There was a spot, where his shoulder met his neck, that was always especially inviting. This time he bit it and Luffy gasped. With a chuckle Law gave it a soothing lick and then whispered in Luffy’s ear: “Turn around.”
He loosened the grip on Luffy’s wrists just as much as he needed to and Luffy turned his back now to Law. He stepped closer, pressing himself against Luffy’s ass. “You make me feel like this.”
Luffy nodded frantically. “I make you feel like this.”
“Very good. Remember that.”
With that Law dropped to his knees, taking Luffy’s underwear with him until it pooled at his ankles, next to his pants. He guided his legs until he stepped out of it and then gave light slaps to the inside of his ankles. “Wider,” he grumbled and Luffy complied.
“Hands stay up,” Law instructed. His eyes were focused on Luffy’s ass, finally, and he didn’t see the way Luffy nodded. With both hands he spread him open, groaning when he saw that tiny, greedy hole. He already knew how wide it could stretch, how silky and velvety it felt inside and how eagerly it would take him. That would all come later. For now Law leaned forward and gave a broad lick across it. He could feel it twitch and Law groaned to himself as he started to eat Luffy out.
Pressing his face between Luffy’s cheeks he enjoyed the way he felt caged in while also feeling Luffy tremble for him. With a broad and generous tongue he made him wet enough to drip and then started to circle his rim, feeling the way it resisted the slight pushes he gave it. Luffy moaned above him as he kept prodding and teasing and licking, spreading more and more saliva. He felt the way Luffy’s thighs shook and trembled and reaching around he felt how hard and hot to the touch Luffy’s cock already was.
Law leaned back a little, panting. “Feel good?” he asked, pressing the flat of his thumb against Luffy’s hole. Luffy moaned in response.
“And who makes you feel like this, huh?” Law pressed harder, just shy of enough to make that ring of muscles give way.
“Y-you, fuck, please, I-”
“No one else?” The thought of someone else being this position made Law grow hot with jealousy.
“No-nobody, only you - ah!”
The admission made Law groan and he dove back in, biting one cheek, before he pushed back against Luffy’s rim with his tongue again. This time it gave way and Luffy moaned, his voice high and desperate.
Law could feel his own erection straining against his jeans but that would come later when Luffy was wet and stretched and ready to take it. He would take his time, partly because he wanted to wring Luffy dry with pleasure and partly he wanted to show Zoro downstairs just how long he could keep him occupied.
He added one finger alongside his tongue, enjoying every one of Luffy’s reactions, the breathy moans and the way he pushed his whole body back, already wanting to take him deeper. Law leaned back and watched how Luffy swallowed his finger bit by bit, the dark ‘A’ on his skin disappearing in that tight heat. Luffy squirmed by the time Law had his whole finger inside. He curled it slightly and with his free hand he pushed Luffy’s shirt up.
Right above his ass were these cute dimples, perfect for digging his thumbs in while he fucked him. For now he kissed them, tasting Luffy’s skin.
“Another, please…”
Law shook his head. Not at the door. He may be a bit riled up, but he had enough of his wits about him to know that there was a bed right next to them.
“On the bed first,” he rasped. Slowly he removed his finger and wiped it on his jeans.
Luffy shuddered and turned around again, watching how Law knelt before him.
His cock bounced right in front of Law’s face and without thinking about his previous words, Law closed his lips around the tip. Luffy groaned and immediately fisted his hands in Law’s hair. He tasted salty and bitter and slightly wet and Law greedily took him deeper.
He got lost in it for a long moment, in the harsh pull on his hair and in the weight in his mouth, but remembered himself soon enough. Softening his mouth, he let go of Luffy and stood up. He took a step back and gestured to the bed.
“Get comfortable.”
Luffy beamed at him and immediately jumped, burrying himself in the plush covers. He clearly enjoyed the way the bedding felt against his skin, getting out of his shirt to really feel it, and once he was comfortable, he looked at Law.
Law joined him on the bed, pulled in by some invisible string. Luffy was beautiful. Completely naked, apart from the scar on his chest, hair wild, grin wide and his cock flushed and pretty and hard between his legs.
No one apart from Law should ever get to see him like this.
No one would.
Law captured Luffy’s mouth in a kiss - impulsive and greedy. He wanted to claim him and make him his and never let go and let everyone know. His lips moved down, to the side of his neck and he sucked slightly.
In the beginning Law had insisted on no marks. Then they had amended it to no visible marks. And now Luffy moaned and Law wanted the world to know. He sucked harder, pulling the skin into his mouth, long enough to leave it dark and bruised.
He pulled back to look and couldn’t supress a smirk.
Another.
And another.
And another.
He littered Luffy’s shoulder and neck and chest with hickeys, went in again and again and Luffy was trembling beneath him.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” Law panted when he finally felt like he left enough proof of his existence on his body.
Luffy sighed and smiled up at him, his eyes glinting cheekily. “Do something about it.”
“Gladly,” Law murmured darkly.
He scooted down until his face was level with Luffy’s cock again and licked a long stripe up his length. Then he settled between his legs and made Luffy lift his thighs, exposing him again to the cold air.
He placed a few kisses on his thigh and looked up to catch his eyes. “We don’t have any lube,” Law whispered, trailing a finger beneath Luffy’s balls, cupping them gently before reaching lower, prodding at his hole.
“Use your mouth again,” Luffy answered, nearly commanded, unimpressed.
Law didn’t need to be told twice. He made Luffy lift his legs even higher and got back to eating him out, generous with his spit, slicking him up until he was one finger deep again in no time.
This time he didn’t wait for Luffy to ask. Feeling the way he clung to the bedsheets Law decided that a second digit would be welcome and as soon as he added it - fitting that ‘E’ right next to the ‘A’ - Luffy moaned and nodded his head yes. Adding more spit he pumped his fingers in and out, propped up on his other arm, watching Luffy take it over and over again.
From him.
“Anyone else had their fingers in here?” he asked and curled them upwards, pressing and searching. “Anyone else ever make you feel like this?”
Luffy shook his head, lips parted, eyes glassy.
That’s right.
“God, you love being fucked by my fingers, right?”
A nod.
“Say it, Luffy.”
“Love it.”
Law stopped his movement. “The whole thing, Luffy.”
“L-love being fucked by your fingers.” Luffy moaned when Law started moving again, greedily taking in the sight before him. He bent down for a messy kiss and when he had his tongue in Luffy’s mouth he started spreading his fingers, preparing him for a third.
Luffy moaned into the kiss and Law twitched helplessly, rutting against the bed through his jeans. He felt hot in his clothes, but letting go of Luffy just wasn’t in the cards right now. Later. He would get naked later. Now he needed to give him a third finger.
It barely fit in there and Law was about to retract, prepare Luffy more, when Luffy’s hand reached down grabbed his arm, keeping him in place.
“I can take it,” Luffy whispered, voicy dark. “Please don’t take them away.”
“Okay- fuck- yes, you can take it,” Law agreed, the words stuttering out of him, keeping his fingers inside, letting Luffy get used to the stretch. Then he slowly started to move again, watching how Luffy’s face softened with pleasure.
It did something to him when he saw that. Every single time, when those big pretty eyes softened, when his jaw slackened, it made Law want to wreck him. The way Luffy trusted him like this, with his passion and his body, it almost made Law want to take advantage in some way. Only when it truly came to it, he never had the heart.
Probably because he loved that silly, sexy, wild and crazy man.
That was definitely a thought he had to unpack later.
For now he kept watching, kept fucking Luffy open with his fingers, kept drinking in all the sounds he made.
And Luffy was loud. He whimpered and moaned and breathed so heavily, not holding back an inch as Law carved him open again and again.
Law kept his pace, didn't spread his fingers and just gave it to him, push after push. He wanted him to beg for it. It didn't take long, it never did. Luffy was unashamed about his needs, demanding when he needed, asking so sweetly when he wanted.
And this time was no different.
“Please, I want…”
“Yeah?” Law prompted when Luffy didn't go on.
“Inside,” Luffy said, “I want you inside.”
“I am inside,” Law answers, feigning nonchalance. He curled his fingers, hitting Luffy's prostate to emphasize.
Luffy moaned and shook his head.
“Your cock,” he said and Law couldn't help but grin at that.
“Is that what you want?” he whispered and kept his fingers pressed inside, unmoving.
He searched Luffy's face and found his eyes big and his lips dry and parted. Luffy was about to speak but before he could Law captured his mouth in a kiss.
Luffy nodded into the kiss and suddenly Law didn't need another answer. Luffy would get what he wanted, he was in no place to deny him.
“I'll give it to you,” he murmured and Luffy nodded again, spreading his legs a little farther.
Carefully Law removed his fingers and slicked himself up with spit as best as he could. He settled himself between Luffy's legs, kissing along his chest and up to his neck. Pressing his lips to his jaw, he guided his cock to Luffy's entrance and start to push inside.
Luffy gasped as heat enveloped Law. He was always so tight, so soft. Teeth scraped along Luffy's jaw and Law groaned deep in his throat.
“Fuck, Luffy.”
Everytime it felt like this, like Luffy swallowing him whole until he was the only thing Law could feel.
“Torao, deeper,” Luffy demanded and before he had even finished the second word, Law’s hips had snapped forward, burying himself fully inside.
Hearing Luffy say his name… and especially that nickname that gave him so much grieve in the beginning…
Luffy let out a satisfied moan and wrapped his arms around Law as he set a harsh pace. The sounds Luffy made, sparsed with Law’s own name, the nickname and pleas to not stop drove Law on and on.
He kissed Luffy and held him and continued fucking him just how he liked it. Having Luffy under him, knowing that he was here with him instead of downstairs with someone else gave Law a deep satisfaction and a primal need to keep him here, to have him enjoy this so much Luffy wouldn't even think about leaving.
He felt Luffy's cock drag along his belly, pressed between them and, fuck, he wanted to see it, wanted to see Luffy in this state.
With some discipline Law pulled out completely and - ignoring Luffy's protests - he turned them until Law was the one on his back. Luffy immediately understood and crawled into his lap, pushing a hand into Law's slightly damp hair.
He pushed up to his knees and then sank down on Law's cock again, both of them moaning simultaneously as he let his weight fall down, taking him to the base.
Luffy still had a hand in his hair and Law had a chance to look up at him.
He was absolutely stunning, biting his lip as he enjoyed the stretch, skin glowing and muscles moving as he started to push up and fall down again in a slow but steady rhythm.
The scar on his chest moved with the quick and shallow breaths Luffy took as he got faster and faster, supported by Law's hands on his hips.
Law squeezed possessively from time to time, enjoying the way they circled Luffy and dug into his skin.
He needed to enjoy this while it lasted, needed to leave traces of himself where he could because soon Luffy would be back downstairs again with his friends and not a care in the world for Law as someone different to them.
The thought made Law hold on a little tighter, fucking up into Luffy a little rougher. It had Luffy moaning and stuttering in his pace and Law redoubled his efforts.
He was so focused on Luffy he didn't even hear the calls and knocks until someone opened the door.
“Luffy, are you in here? We're starting a game o-” Zoro’s words died in his throat.
Law stilled as he locked eyes with him. A tiny part of him pitied Zoro. What must it be like, wanting Luffy and stumbling into a scene like this one? Especially because Luffy didn't stop moving.
He whined breathily when Law stopped pushing up and into him and bounced on his cock now, clearly wanting more than what he was getting.
Law was still looking at Zoro, hands on Luffy's hips. Really the bed was positioned perfectly, right opposite from the door, for Zoro to get a full view of Luffy sitting on Law's cock and enjoying himself, taking it over and over again.
The part of Law that didn't pity him was gleefully enjoying this. Law was the one giving Luffy what he needed, Law was the one Luffy asked for, Law was the one that got to enjoy this.
Fingers still tight on Luffy's skin Law bucked his hips up and the sound Luffy made went straight to his core.
Luffy was his and choosing him and wanting him and tight for him and moaning for him and absolutely, without a doubt, the best fucking thing that ever happened to him.
He lost himself for a second and when his eyes flit back to the door, it was closed and Zoro was nowhere to be seen. Law didn't even have an idea if Luffy noticed.
It didn't matter either way.
Law kept one hand on Luffy and wrapped the other around his cock, and Luffy collapsed on top of him. He crumbled into a heap of limbs and moans and pleas and Law wasted no time giving him exactly what he wanted.
“Make me come, make me, come on,” Luffy babbled and Law propped him up, fucked him and jerked him off, trying his damnedest to make it happen before he came inside of him.
He was so out of it that he didn't even realize he was talking at first, running his mouth, praising and begging Luffy at the same time.
“Say you're mine,” he demanded, wanting Luffy to admit it. “You're so perfect and tight and soft. Say you're mine, you have to be, I need you. Tell me.”
And somehow Luffy answered and fulfilled all of Law's demands perfectly.
“Yours, Torao, yours.”
And Law was gone.
He couldn't help it. With low and drawn out groan, he came, tightening his grip around Luffy's cock, jerking him desperately as Luffy kept bouncing, up and down and up and down.
Law couldn't move his hips anymore but Luffy didn't stop, didn't slow down, while Law moaned through the overstimulation and the words still replayed in his head.
Yours, Torao, yours.
He wanted that to be true.
“Law-” Luffy's hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in and probably leaving marks.
Law could only moan and try to move his hand and stroke his cock.
Luffy's grip tightened even further and the sharp pain brought his face back into focus.
“Fuck,” Law breathed out and his cock twitched pathetically.
He was fucking stunning. His face was twisted, mouth half open, eyes half closed. His cheeks were red and his brows drawn together. Hair was sticking to his forehead, dark and unruly, messed up from all the things they did and he was moaning loudly as he came all over Law's hand.
Time stood still as they both tried to catch their breaths and Law tried to figure out where up and down were. Luffy stayed on top of him, face now pressed into his neck, his breath hot and heavy against the sensitive skin.
Law moved the hand that wasn't coated to Luffy's back and head, petting him and playing with the hair at his neck. He pressed a kiss to his cheeks, just where he could reach and waited for Luffy to calm down a bit and his own pulse to slow.
For a while they stayed like this but Luffy was never one to sit still for extended amounts of time and so soon he wriggled and pushed back up, letting Law slip out with a groan. He rolled off of him and then turned his head to look at Law.
Law looked back.
“Thanks,” Luffy grinned and Law nodded.
“I-” Law stopped himself, not really knowing what he wanted to say.
“Yeah?”
“Did you mean it? That you're mine?” His voice was still rough, but it couldn’t hide the insecurity there.
“Yeah, sure.” Luffy shrugged, all nonchalance. “I mean, it makes sense right? We're boyfriends.”
Boyfriends?!
Law stared.
“Huh?”
Luffy tilted his head, confused by Law's confusion.
“What?”
“We're boyfriends?”
“Yes?” Luffy frowned. “At least that's what I think we probably are.”
“You do?”
“Yes. I know you said you don't like things being very public and stuff. But if we're having sex and only with each other and spend time together and it's really fun and I get so fluttery around you… And I invited you to parties and stuff and you always show up. So I figured…” His voice trailed off in the end and he watched Law, searching for any approval, any confirmation that his theory was right.
Law felt like his heart was swelling and about ready to burst.
“… yes,” he breathed around the emotions in his chest and rolled on top of Luffy, kissing him fiercely.
“Okay, good. I wasn't totally sure,” Luffy giggled between kisses.
“Me neither,” Law responded. “And we can be more public. I don't mind. I want to, rather.”
“Oh!” Luffy exclaimed excitedly.
“What?”
“That means we can join the beer pong table as a couple!”
Law laughed. “You know I can’t drink beer.”
“I’ll drink it for you!”
They settled and stayed in bed a little longer, just holding each other and touching. Law traced patterns between the marks he left, enjoying the way Luffy shivered beneath his fingers.
With time, though, they grew increasingly aware that there was still a party going on downstairs and went before searching for a bathroom. Law was delighted to find out this guestroom had a small one directly connected to it.
When they were dressed again they went downstairs, hands clasped together. Luffy immediately started to drag Law along, loudly calling for his friends to start a game of beer pong.
When he found them already playing, he placed himself at the long side of the table, watching carefully as Nami and Vivi hit cup after cup against Bepo and Chopper.
Law didn’t mind one bit how Luffy kept his hand in his own the whole time, especially when he spotted Zoro a few steps away, looking at them, eyes zeroing in on the hickeys that Law had left on Luffy’s neck. Possessively Law slid his hand around Luffy’s waist, pulling him close and then placed a kiss to the side of his head.
Zoro averted his eyes, pained. But he really should have known better. If Luffy wanted something, he was loud about it, fought for it, took it and left absolutely no doubt what he had chosen.
And for some reason he had chosen Trafalgar Law.
Thank fuck.