Medical malpractice law with a different species
(Ooc law, fem!reader, this Drabble is a Drabble for sure. I only expected this to be like 5 lines but hello)
Law who’s gf is a different, more sensitive species
Law who occasionally pokes and prods at you to see you squirm
Law, who spends his free time “studying” you so he can feel you clenching around him ever-so-tightly again
Law who has searched far and wide for more books on your species, but has only found one or two
Law, who writes his own case study on you, logging where you’re sensitive, what exactly you’re made of, and even tidbits about your diet.
Law, who secretly loves how fussy you get every time he takes out your heart, holding it in his palm.
Law, who will make up for it by fingering you for hours on end, trying to determine your stamina, and seeing if you can squirt.
Law, who discovers that your species has heat cycles and takes full advantage of it, teasing you until you’re humping his leg, crying against his shoulder from how badly you need him.
Law, who just cooes at you, stroking your hair as he guides you against his thigh, muttering how you’re “doing so good” for him, and how he just wants “one more.” And then repeats that several times.
“You said o-one more an hour ago—!” You babbled out, biting down into his neck with your rather (unusually) sharp teeth, earning a guttural groan from him.
Law quickly pulled you back by your hair, pushing you down onto his bed as he used his thumb to push your top lip up, looking at your teeth with a deep fascination.
“Is that aggression or a common act in your species?” He muttered as he grabbed your jaw, tilting your head. “How did your teeth get sharper?” He said to himself before unzipping his pants, making your eyes dilute.
“Of course, you’re a predator species. I know that.” he said casually as he undressed you.
“You don’t show the same signs as mermaids do, or that fish people generally do.” he said as he slipped two fingers inside, chuckling at how wet you were.
“You gonna tell me?” He asked, smiling down at you as he continued to finger you, your back already arching.
You whined when he used his free hand to push your hips down, nearly whimpering as he continued to curl his fingers inside.
You finally managed to get some words out.
“It’s— a— f-for when we get impatient with our partners, it’s just a—“
He hummed, continuing to finger you. “You still feel impatient?” he muttered as took his fingers out, making you whine as you nodded.
“I’m gonna do a little experiment, okay? You trust me?” Law said as he looked down at you, golden eyes burning through yours as your wetness soaked the sheets, you vigorously nodding.
Usually, you would see him put some kind of ‘condom’ on, (at least that’s what you heard them being called) but he seemed to skip that step this time, lining himself up.
“Let’s see how long before this takes.” he said before he pushed into you, your toes already curling as you held onto him, your nails digging into his back as his held onto your hips, bringing you closer to him.
“you’ve already came four times, and you’re in the middle of a heat cycle, so if I just roll my hips enough—“ he punctuated his words with his movements, continuing to drag you onto him. “You should get pregnant within this week.”
“L-law—“ you whined, your head buried in the crook of his neck “don’t think I— hic— wanna get pregnant—“
“Shh, shh, shh… it’s just for research purposes. You know I’d never hurt you, right?” He said as he kissed your jaw, smiling against your skin.
“Never…” you muttered, clenching around him for the nth time.
“That’s my girl.” He said as he spilled inside you, kissing you through the release as his hand went to splay over your stomach.
