Law didn’t know what he was doing. More specifically, he didn’t know why he was doing what he was doing. But, he just couldn’t stop himself. He questioned himself every time he saw her, every time she returned to him, and every time they ended up in this situation. Which by his account was a lot. His fingers gouged into her skin as he lifted her up off her feet. He felt her legs wrap around his waist swiftly after and her fingernails scraping down the length of his back. His whole skin felt as if it were on fire but it didn’t stop him from shivering in anticipation. He wanted her. He wanted her all the time, and it definitely bothered him. He knew he shouldn’t feel that way, that he shouldn’t even give her a second thought. She was the daughter of a man who had ruined his life, a man who had taken away someone he’d loved so much. And here he was, wrestling with the feelings he knew he had for her. He should have restrained himself from letting it get this far. He knew he should have, but, it was just so damn hard. Corazon was right, he had always been right. And that made him madder than ever. “Fuck.” Law muttered underneath his breath, frustrated by his thoughts and by the unyielding flurry of bites and kisses being littered across his neck and collar bone. “Woman, what the fuck are you doing to me?” [Name] rose a brow, abandoning the trail of small bruises she’d made from his neck to his upper body. “Well, Law, I won’t lie. I confess, I’m trying to get you aroused so we can have absolutely mind blowing sex. ” Law rolled his eyes and nipped her sides. “That’s not what I meant.” “Then I have no idea, what am I doing?” He didn’t respond for a moment or two and instead just dug his fingers deeper into her skin. She’d have terrible bruising by morning. “Law? Have I done something wrong?” Her tone was genuinely confused, not understanding what was bothering the man. “Yes.” [Name] was surprised to say the least. She hadn’t thought that she’d done anything bad. In their short relationship everything had seemed to be going fine. “Okay, well… what have I done?” His lighter eyes captured hers. They reflected to him how confused and worried she was. “This was never supposed to happen.” Her eyes continued to betray her and bare to him what she was feeling. “Oh.” She had definitely never expected to hear that. She had thought he’d been having just as much of a good time with her as she had been with him. [Name] dropped her legs from his waist and attempted to straighten her dishevelled clothes. Her nervous fingers began to button her shirt back up to protect her modesty. “I’m sorry you feel that way. I guess I’ll leave then.” Law wasn’t sure what she was doing or where she was going until he recounted his words. “Tsk, I didn’t mean the sex.” He snapped, grabbing her arm refusing to let her leave. He hadn’t finished what he’d meant to say. “Well, I did. But not only that. The whole thing, us, never should have happened.” [Name] tugged her arm lose from his hold and pulled her shorts down to a less revealing length. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Law? That I agree with you, that you’re right. Well, I won’t because I didn’t think there was anything wrong with us at all.” Law grabbed her again, lifting her from the floor and sat her down in the edge of his desk. Immediately he forced himself between her legs and silenced her objections with his lips. He kissed her hungrily and pressed his body tighter to hers. He could feel her chest heave against his, now clothed over again, he’d have to fix that. [Name] pulled back first, more confused now than ever. “Law, I don’t understand. What the fuck is wrong with you?” Law ignored her for a moment more, pressing a flurry of quick kisses against her lips before trailing them down to her neck. His fingers worked effortlessly to unbutton her shirt once more before peeling it off her shoulders so she couldn’t redress. “You’re what’s wrong with me. When you showed up I swore I wasn’t going to get involved with you.” His eyes bore into hers and his hands continued to work on removing the rest of her clothes. “But I did. And now, I can’t go back.” His fingers traced the sensitive skin of her collarbone, trailing up to lightly dance across her flushed face. The more he looked at her, touched her, spent time with her; the more he wished that he could walk away. But, he definitely didn’t have the strength to. “I love you.” The proclamation stunned [Name] and she could hardly believe what she’d heard. “What?” “You heard me.” His own admittance embarrassed him and he hardly wanted to say it again. [Name] threaded her fingers into the fabric of his hoodie, feeling the heat of his skin from underneath. “Say it again.” “I love you.” Law spoke again without missing a beat. “I wish I didn’t, but I love you.” [Name] immediately pressed her lips forcefully on his, silencing whatever else he had to say. She didn’t want to know why he wished he didn’t care for her, she was perfectly happy knowing he did. Law kissed her back, feverishly, his body now aching with need. “Law, I love you too.” Law felt a strange euphoria, a sense of relief washing over him, and smirked coyly. Grasping the waistband of her shorts he proceeded to slowly pull them down her legs. “Good. About that mind blowing sex you wanted; are you ready?”