Trafalgar Law x Immortal Wife Reader 10
Chapter 10: Life after life; there's only you
The heavy sea prism stone cuffs had chafed Law's wrists. Every movement an annoying, stinging pain where the cold metal and sea mineral itself had bit into his skin; however, it was you who drew his attention immediately after StrawHat had defeated Doflamingo. Law hoped the deep carved hole in the ground would permanently close and swallow Doflamingo up forever.
He scrambled to his feet on shaky legs, clutching his arm and stepped towards you. You hadn't awoken. He swears he could still hear that bastards mocking words and false claims that you had accepted to become his wife for real. That you had given up on him? Law knew Doflamingo delighted on mind games. Watching a person crack and crumble as his dark, smug smirk flickered within the shadows.
As Law drew closer, making his way through the sea of Dressrosa citizens, pirates, gladiators and Tontatta Tribe; his gaze never left your unmoving body. Each step reawakened the fear squeezing his heart and the very life out of his lungs. He couldn't breathe. "Y/n-ya," his own voice sounded strained and quivering, his eyes stinging with unshed tears. "Y/n-ya!" Law called louder.
"Lawland!" Leo and Princess Mansherry stood beside you.
The princess was in tears, placing a tiny hand on yours. "I don't understand." She wept huge tears, trying to word her devil fruit power, the golden, glowing dandelion seeds made up of pure light dispersed and disappeared beneath your body. "My power usually works." She wrapped her arms around Leo, sobbing harder while beating his chest. "Leo, why isn't it working?!"
Law nearly tripped over his own two feet. "No." He shook his head. "She can't." His stomach dropping as he knelt down beside you. "Y/n-ya." Leaning down to press his ear to your heart. Silence. He checked your pulse. Nothing. The stubborn, stinging, unshed tears fell as he pulled you into his chest. "No, no, you can't. Please," his hazy, unfocused and unsteady gaze lifted towards the sky. "Y/n. Please." His gaze drifted down to your face again, swallowing the hard, dry lump in his throat. "Please, wake up!"
Law didn't care, if he was making a scene.
Or ruining the celebration and freedom of Dressrosa.
His world was falling to pieces.
"Come back to me." He whispered, shuddering violently. "Your kindness... your moonlight... I can't go back to my crew without you."
"Traffy," Luffy placed a hand on Law's shoulder, trying to offer him comfort.
The doctor jerked his body away. "Leave me," Law growled, his voice cracking and broken. There was no real bite to it. "Why?" He sobbed. "Why couldn't you have listened and stayed with the others aboard The Polar Tang? Why?" He scolded, turning his sorrow into anger. "Why didn't you listen? Why did you save me when I had everything under control?" The more he ranted, the harder he held you closer and began rocking back and forth.
Many widows understood Law's pain.
They had experienced it today or a decade back.
Your necklace fell out of your hand. Law's hollow eyes shifted to it. You had said it would always guide you two back together no mater wherever you were. He picked it up and held it in his hand, clutching it. "My love.. mi corazon..." he muttered, his throat closing. "My Y/n."
The StrawHats could see within a moments glance how The Heart Pirates Captain was physically and emotional distraught. The usually calm, level-headed and control Trafalgar Law was spiraling out of control beneath the wreckage and pieces of his lover's death. He jerked away from Luffy's soft touch and empathetic hand, Law jerked away. He was trembling. His eyes were sorrowful, physically drained and mentally overwhelmed. Hopelessness, shattering despair burrowing deeper into his soul. Guilt and heavy regret eating him alive from the inside out.
Law wanted to feel your warmth and near your voice.
A sense of deja vu hit him. He mentally laughed to himself bitterly. If this is my checkered fate, then I'll see her in the next life... hope it's better than the last and this life. Law's unblinking gaze shifting to his cursed blade. For her… I would give anything. Closing his eyes, blocking out the world around him - all sounds, all thoughts, all except for you. If I hurry, I can give her my heart, my current heart… and she'll be alive. He made himself go numb, switching to his logical and medical brain and grabbed Kikaku with a steady hand. Her smile will be the last thing I see in this wretched world. He snapped open his eyes, lifted his hand, "Room," he muttered, voice broken and choked, creating a blue dome and aiming the sharp end of the blade straight at his heart. "Mes!"
Luffy felt the emotional shift, his eyes widening. "Stop, Traffy!" He rushed forward, wrapping his arms around Law, stretching around and coiling like a snake. "Do you think she's wanted you to die?!"
Law's heart tumbled out of his chest. The erratic thumping evident by it's abnormal beating. "Let me go, StrawHat!" Law roared, his grief and sorrow turning into anger as he tried to shake him off. "You understand nothing!"
"You're right, I don't!" Luffy agreed, shifting his weight backwards, nearly knocked Law off his feet and giving him a hard, ordinary headbutt. "You saved my life! You saved countless lives! Without you, I would be here, you saved me! If you think I won't save a friend when they are hurting, then you'll have to kick my ass first before I let you kill yourself!" Luffy held on to the enraged, grieving doctor with all his might.
Law's hat fell off his head; blood ran down his forehead; he didn't feel the pain; he forced himself not to feel it; to ignore every medical instinct that had become his second nature for the last thirteen years.
"I couldn't save my wife!" Law snapped, feeling the rush of both aggression and adrenaline flooding his system. "What sort of man, pirate, doctor or otherwise does that make me, if I can't protect the woman I love from a monster like Doflamingo!" He wheezed, his heartrate and breathing rapid and erratic. "She's dead and if I don't hurry, I can give her my heart."
"You want to throw your life away just to see her cry and mourn after you?!" Luffy raged, earnest tears clouding his eyes as he shook his head. "That isn't noble, it's selfishness!" His own tears falling, hard and fast. He knows the unbearable pain and grief after Ace died. He can't sit by and do nothing! "Punch me! Kick me! Beat me up!" Luffy begs and pleads. "But don't commit suicide, please Traffy!"
Both Pirate Captains were panting, exasperated, crying and breathless.
"Then am I supposed to live the rest of my life with her? Without my heart? Without her?" Law lowered his head, staring blankly at his hands, his cursed and gifted hands. "I can't… I can't go back to my ship… where all her things are there... watch my friends and crew cry knowing I've failed… knowing they'd forgive me… when I won't be able to live or forgive myself... I can't…" Law falls to his knees, kneeling, sobbing and gasping beside your body. Every second felt like pure agony, he's slowly capsizing and drowning; dying inside. "Dammit!" He scrubbed his face on your clothes to wipe away his tears, only for more to fall, swimming and sting his eyes and burning down his face. The Surgeon of Death's voice echoed through the quiet streets of Dressrosa.
"Please…" Law bend himself in half, huddling closer to your body. "Y/n." Luffy uncoiled himself around Law, standing and holding his sword, a deep frown, biting his lower lip. "I'm sorry, Traffy."
Law ignored him. He felt an inhuman hand touch his shoulder this time, forcing him to glance up. "What?" He said weak and weary, eyes bloodshot and red.
"Let me take over one last time." The elder spector said, his sorrow matching his younger self. "If you die, that pink feathered peacock wins."
"Alright," Law nodded his head, closing his eyes and digging his hands into your close; he refused to move and leave you. Make it quiet before I change my mind. He sounded truly broken and unable to live.
The older Law slipped back into possession of the current Law's body. The Surgeon's body began to glow and pulse as magic and his haki crackled. Law's hair grew longer, braided and nearly trailing at his waist; his tattoos changing to foreign tribal symbols. Streaks of grey hair coloring his natural obsidian tresses. His tattoo's changing to foreign tribal symbols, the moon and stars; his blue tunic and robes swirling around his body. Unlike last time, he felt the all too familiar heartbeat thudding painfully tight within his younger self's heart and soul. His life and haki weak and dimming beneath his skin. He knew it all too well.
"Traffy?" Luffy hesitantly stepped closer, watching his friend with worried eyes.
The older, wiser and calmer Law turned his head, offering the young teenager a melancholy smile. "Hello again, Monkey D Luffy."
Robin stepper forward, her hands pressed against her chest. "It's The Moon Princesses King Cosort and husband."
"Who?" Franky asked, raising his black shades.
"He was known long ago during the void century as "The God of Death," She began, her dark eyes bright with awe. "A renowned healer who cured many live across the north blue." Her gaze flickered down to your body; a mournfulness expression crossed her face. "It's you, isn't it? Law is your reincarnation."
"Yes, the very same." Elder Law rose to his feet, picked up Law's heart and stood over your body. The once erratic heartbeat quieted to a deathly calm and steady rhythm. "I reawakened when my wife did."
"What the hell are you doing?" Luffy puffed out his chest, smashing his fists together. "You can't kill yourself! I won't let you!"
Zoro placed a calm hand on Luffy's shoulder. "Wait Luffy." His attention focused on this new version of Trafalgar. "If he tries to end his life again, I'll knock him out cold."
"If either of us dies, then she dies too," The healer admitted, activating his room. "Mes," your heart now appeared in his other hand. He placed his hands together, placing the heart cubes side by side. Your heart began to awaken. Magic swirling around your body, an icy breeze sweeping over the streets, putting out the fires. "This was originally my heart." The older doctor rubbed the back of his thumb over your beating heart; he brought it to his lips and placed a tender kiss on the heart cube. He closed his eyes. "Time to wake up, my queen," he whispered softly, feeling it's warmth and flutter in his palm. "You've slept long enough." Your heart began to glow, frost coating the healers' fingers and beans of moon and starlight fell from the detached organ. "Come back to us, my moonlight."
Citizens of Dressrosa were staring at awe, disgust or a combination of the two.
Color began to appear on your cheeks as you took your first new breath.
The elder Law turned towards Luffy and the rest of the StrawHats muttering something as the crowd began to cheer at Trafalgar Law's success.
Luffy had to strain his ears to hear it.
The sound of cheers and someone screaming your name had awakened you.
You swear you had seen something before you passsed out again from the pain and lack of energy and magic. Then you remembered.
You watched the blonde heavenly demon, disgraced and fallen false King of Dressrosa and sunglasses wearing tyrant fall beneath the giant hole in the ground. His blue eye and one scarred eye met your own for one brief moment Bartolomeo he held you tight in his arms; an order from Robin that he couldn't refuse as Cavandish followed close behind with Law before the Surgeon felt you in both men's hands.
The giant ex-celestial noble frowned, then grinned and laughed. "This isn't the end, moon princess!" He yelled as he continued to fall harder and faster downward, the feathers of his pink coat flying as his glasses broken and cracked onto the ground. "Law and that StrawHat brat can't keep you away from me forever!"
"Ignore him, moon princess." Bartolomeo huffed, his fangs flashed through his lips as he snorted. "Doflamingo's just a sore loser." Continuing to run after Robin and the rest of the Tontatta. "The marine will lock him up impel down for the rest of his days."
"I can... only hope so..." You whispered sagging further into the green pirate's arms, wishing it was Law. "Thank you, Rooster." You were careful not to aggravate any of his injuries. "His internal injuries are critical and organs are damaged." You muttered out loud, eyes falling shut.
Bartolomeo's brownish-orange eyes flicker downward, his scowl lowering into a sympathetic frown. His demonic looking face softening. "Don't worry, Miss Moon Princess," He said softly, "Barto's not gotta let Miss Robin or Mister Luffy down!" He held you tighter, running faster. He wasn't sure how Traffy got a beautiful woman. The Barrier Barrier man wasn't a doctor, and he'd seen his fair share of injuries when he ran his own mafia gang back in the East Blue. The sight of you looking weak and fragile brought tears to his eyes. You were burning up, trembling and your breathing was becoming shallow.
Your eyes slowly opened. Law hovering over you, crying and clutching you tight, too tight, he was cutting off your breathing as Luffy and Princess Mansherry were jumping on him and yelling loudly in the doctor's ear. "Law?" You murmured sluggishly, speech slight slurred.
Everyone above you paused.
"Y/n?" Law's breath hitched, his misty, dull silvers brightened with a glimmer of hope; sweeping aside your messy, tangled and disheveled hair out of your face.
You offered him a strained smile. "Yes, Law?"
Law lifted you into his lap, tangling one shaky hand into your hair and the other arm holding you tight against his chest as he kissed you; kissed you with everything in his entire being. Treating this kiss as your first and last kiss, scolding you in between kisses. "Don't you ever do that again." His voice was raspy and hoarse, fried from yelling and screaming his heart out.
"I couldn't let you dies... not again." You gasped in between kisses, cheeks burning as you held him back, being mindful of his injuried arm.
Law kissed your flushed and perfectly cool cheeks. He didn't care, if the StrawHat tease him for being overly affectionate with his wife. He cradled your face in his hands, climbing into the bed acting as a medical bed, straddling you and ignoring the sound of multiple footsteps leaving and the door closing. "You are an idoit.." he groans, before pulling away to press his forehead against yours. "But you are mine."
"Oh, Law." You mutter, breathless and gasping for air.
Law leaned back. A flicker of something darker, fiercer and flickering embers of heat igniting behind his steely silver orbs. Slowly Law began tracing the line of your jaw with his long, firm and inked finger. "I'll cherish you this time, mi corazon." His voice grew thick with lust, possession and the need to finally sate the lingering waves of passion and need to make you his first, and only conquest. "It's my promise to you."
Mi Corazon, his heart.
You never heard anything more romantic.
A secret with a hidden meaning.
You blinked. "Doflamingo is truly gone?"
The shadows and hint of unbridled passion clinging onto Law seemed to passover and cool as he sighed, backing away and untangling himself with you. "Yes." Law nodded in agreement. "Even if he can stitch himself back together." He concluded simply, eyes shift to the outside window, thinking about the prayer for Doflamingo to never leave the near endless, bottomless, blackness and hole in the ground; landing in Jokers hidden underwater port where the ex-warlord illegally smuggled weapons and artificial, man-made devil fruits at The Toy House. "It won't last the moment he's placed in sea prism stone cuffs."
You glanced around the room. It wasn't the massive Kings suit you had been stuck in all day; this room had a more womanly touch. "Where are we?" Pieces of furniture were exact copies of the other room. "Are we back at the castle?"
"Yes. This is Viola's room." Law answered, his cheeks become flustered, lowering his hat to cover his blushing face. "She said we could stay here until we leave in the morning. She'll share a room with Rebecca."
You glanced down, noticing your dress was simpler. A strapless blue beach dress with flowers decorating the bottom and touched the floor. "Who changed my clothes?" You sat upright and crawled out of the thick and heavy duvet. You pause to see Law already standing and offering a hand without meeting your gaze, which you took without hesitation.
"Robin." Law's face grew darker.
He wouldn't look at you.
You smirked. "Did she really?"
"Yes." Law's ears were beet red.
You peek underneath his hat, giggling softly to see him face completely hot and bothered. "Law?" You coo softly at him.
"What?" Law muttered grumpily, kneeling to help you into a pair of sandals, standing and leading you towards the door.
"Did you dress me?" You ask, batting your lashes at him.
"No... yes..." He sighed, covering his burning face with his hand. "I wanted to inspect you for undiagnosed injuries when the StrawHats busted in." he explained stiffly as he opened the door, holding it and allowed you to pass through first. His aggravation and frustration increasing with every step he took. "Luffy and Mansherry jumped me thinking I'd-" He trailed off.
"You'd what?" You tug on the sleeve of his coat, brushing your hand downward to interlock your hands together.
Law's eyes drifted downward, handing his head in shame. "I-" He swallowed dryly, knowing you wouldn't like him admitting this. "I tried to switch our hearts and recreate what he did."
You understood within an instant what Law was saying. "Oh, Law." You whispered, scanning him, truly looking him over. He looked horrible and in need of a bath, perhaps, a nap before dinner. You tugged him towards one of the numerous and untouched rooms undisturbed by the giant battle royal today that had fallen Dressrosa. "Come with me." You dragged him with you and pushed him into a room befitting a royal. "We can bath you and rest in here."
Law was too weak and tired to protest.
You backed him up against the door, framed his face with your hands. "What the hell were you thinking fighting that crazed flamingo alone without me?" Your perfectly composed mask fell apart, anger and hurt blazing.
Law swallowed thickly, he should have known you would scold him. "It was mine and StrawHat's fight-"
"Don't you dare give me that," you snapped, your hand lower to press and prod gently down his chest, taking in every discolored bruise and blemish on his flesh. "You were struck with bullets, lost your arm and could have died out from blood loss," The pads of your fingers skimmed each cut and scrap with gentle care, infusing your healing moonlight and life energy. "If Leo haven't reattached your arm, or if I hadn't used my gift to heal you." You watch the stoic doctor's face contort from tiredness and straight agony to shuddering beneath your touch.
Law's body welcomed your nimble and featherily light caresses. Fatigue melting away with each spark and intense need thrumming, pulsing hard with his veins. He inhaled a shaky breath and groaned, deep and sinfully, digging his nails into the doorframe. "First you want to scold me," he chuckled, sarcasm bleeding into his tone. "Now, you want to undress me." His bright liquid silvers searched your face or any hint of a smile or teasing. He found neither. "Make up your mind, Y/n-ya."
You wrapped your arms around his neck, yanking him down to capture your mouth with yours. You swallowed his sharp gasp and soft grunt as you took his lips, pushing his mouth open to tangle your warm tongue with his. Law's hand rose, pulling you closer, wrapping his hands around the back of your legs and wrapped them around his waist; switching your possessions. Your back pressed against the door and him, holding your legs wide apart to thrust his aching hard-on in his pants between your thighs. "I nearly lost you twice in the last few days and that's what you are complaining about?" You moan, rolling your hips in time with his grinding.
The door groaning beneath your added weight.
You tried to focus on Law's warmth, trapping you against the doorframe like two overly hormonal teenagers, but something kept resurfacing to the forefront of your mind. "If Luffy failed, then you'd rather die with him?" You repeated, whimpering.
Law paused. Genuine surprise clear on his face. "You heard that?"
"Every word while Cavandish carried you." You whispered weakly. Fresh tears began to fall. "If you had told me," You inhaled one painful, quivering breathes after another. "I could have let you continue loving him... and stayed with Doflamingo while you and the rest of The StrawHats escaped."
Law's heart began to twinge and nearly stop altogether. "No, I wouldn't let you." Law shook his head, cupping your face this time and brushing away your tears. They kept reappearing, endless and wet. "I'd rather die, if both you and Luffy died by Doflamingo's hands."
It hurt that part of you doubted him. It made your heartache worsen. "You've fallen in love with Monkey D Luffy?" Your hair covering your face. "You no longer love me?" You bit your lower lips hard; it began to bleed.
"I didn't say that." Law took your silky soft, full trembling lips this time. That beautiful, seductive and sultry mouth that he couldn't stop dreaming or thinking about after his first stolen kiss. "Don't speak another man's name while I'm kissing you, idiot." He tisked, licking the bottom lip and sucking on the upper, sliding him tongue inside your mouth claiming each corner before turning his attention to your neck, then biting down hard.
Your moan, back arching, pressing your stiff and swollen breasts into his hard chest. "Stop sending mixed signals and confusing me." Your body moving against him with restless pleading. Tangling your fingers into his unkept hair, knocking his hat off his head.
"For someone who's gentle and patient, you secretly have a fierce possessive and jealous streak, don't you?" He questions in between nibbling and teasing, taking his time to draw out lewder and louder moans from you. Law inhaled your perfume and natural scent which drove him tipping over the edge of his self-control snapping. He shoved his hips forward, locking them in place to sneak a hand up your shirt, across your heaving ribcage and fully cup your braless breast.
"You were jealous of Doflamingo," You gasp, feeling Law kneading one breast, then switching to the other to pinch and roll a stiffened nipple. You arched your chest fuller into his palm. "When he dressed me in silk, diamonds and offered to make me his queen."
Law pulled back, gritting his teeth. "What did I say about saying another man's name while I'm kissing you? Especially his?" The surgeon yanked your shirt, tearing the fabric to fully expose and press your chest together to vigorously suck and flick the perky buds with his tongue until you wailed in pleasure. He nipped and scarped lightly with his teeth, watching you flush with need. "That's it, princess," Law purrs, mouth curling against your mounds. "Burn and ache for me." He slip his hands to grope and fully palm your ass, carrying you away from the door and toward the massive, luxurious bed made of pink silk and satin. He knew exactly who's room this belonged to. "Gonna break in that bastard's bed with me, hmm?"
Law layed you down gently on the bed, tearing off his open jacket, spreading your thick thighs wider as he crawling on top of you. One hand slid down your plush tummy, exploring every soft inch and curve littering with goosebumps as he descending downward, slipping lower and disappearing underneath the waistline of your cotton shorts, past your patch of curls to your hot and horny center. He groaned when he found you wet and without panties. "No bra or panties? Have you been bare this whole time?"
"Yes!" You whine when his fingers stroked your engorged clit in slow, measured, mean circles, then teased your wet slit. "Doflamingo wouldn't give me anything else."
"I should have killed him." Law growled, fully cupping your sex possessively and shoving two fingers deep inside your hot canal, then closed his mouth around the nipple of your right breast. "Should have crushed his beating, black heart with my bare hands."
You moaned, rising and rolling your hips to ride his hand. Pushing your breast deeper into his mouth, liquid heat and arousal flowing and dripping down your core with each deep hip roll and thrust of Law's fingers penetrating you. You were desperate to relieve the tension and ache building, rotating between hard and fast thrusts, then slow and easy grinds. Law surveyed it all, watching with keen interest. Noticing when your breath would hitch, when you would shudder, pause and shake with unrestrained abandon and lack of shame.
He loved every frantic cry, twist and turn of your head as your eyes rolled into the back of your skull, already close to completion and orgasm by how quickly and hard your inner walls were clenching around his twin digits. Law's lips curled into a wicked smirk. "Can't have you come too soon." He pulled his fingers away, knowing you will be disappointed, left unsatisfied and desperate for his touch and fingers again.
You blink, panting and refocus. "W-Why'd you stop?" You heard the pure shock, lust and need in your own voice.
"Can't let you have all of the fun, can I?" Law hummed, backing off the bed to yank your shorts off, followed by his tight and constricting, spotted jeans and boxers. His stiff and heavy erection sprang free, pulsing and jumping before your appreciative gaze and lustful ogling. "You don't know how long I've wanted to make you mine, princess." Law hissed, palming his heavy sack, then stroking his shaft. "Show me how bad you want me and my cock."
You hand lowered to your moist and heated, empty core. Running your middle and index finger along your slit, then circling your clitoris in time with Law's strokes. "Does this pleasure you, my king?" You moan, raising your head to meet Law's burning gaze.
Law never thought such a title would make him harder. "Yes." Watching your heated flesh fully open for him with eyes of a starved, hungry devil. The fire soaring higher threatened to burn you alive. Your breaths grew ragged and hitched when you lowered to insert one finger into your needy, hot sheath, then a second. "Very much so, my princess." Law admitted, forcing his hand away to step steadily towards the bed, his cock bobbling between his legs. "Will you give yourself to me?" He pulls a giant and comical pillow off the bed, placing it beneath your hips, crawls back onto the bed, sliding his warm hands along your inner thighs, spreading them wider. Keeping you exactly where he wanted you. "Can I give my own heart to you for safe keeping?" One hand brushes lightly along your white, zagged scar, following its pathway from your hip to collarbone, then resting on the middle of your chest; directly over your own fluttering and erratic beating heart. "Will you become my Corazon?"
"Yes, Law, yes." You gave a low, desperate moan. You would do anything for him in this moment. This wasn't a dream. This wasn't some accidental drunken one-night stand or fever dream. This was real. Law was naked before you. Law wanted you with the same rage, carnal lust and heat you had been craving since you had first awakened from your icy slumber. No more second guesses. No more holding back. No more wicked, evil, sunglass wearing heaven demon and fallen celestial dragon threatening to turn Law into a toy, forcing you to forget about your beloved in return for becoming that bastards queen and woman. You and Law were finally free to love each other. Embrace each other at long last. "I've always been yours, Law." Your breath hitches and trembled beneath his appreciative and unapologetic staring. "Yours, my love. Yours." Your body and soul screamed for him with a madness inducing desire and demand that needed to be sated.
He shoved your hand out of the way, leaning his head down to lick a hot, heavy, deep stripe from your vaginal opening to your swollen and puffy, neglected clit. His stormy silvers rolling back and groans after one sweet, addicting taste. "I've been dying to taste your pussy like this," he muttered between your folds, holding your thighs apart and still, nearly folding you in half. Burying his face deeper and resumed feasting, plunging your wet hole with his tongue before flicking, licking and sucked hard on your clit; soaking his fingers in your own slick and proceeding to re-enter your wet, heated flesh. "Claim her. Tame my wild, disobedient and stubborn princess and her bewitching, sexy body."
"Gods, Law!" Your breath caught within your throat and a loud, ragged breathy moan slipped past your mouth with every heated lick, roll of his tongue and suction, perfectly timed thrust and curl of his fingers. "If you keep playing my body like this... I'll come undone before I feel your perfect cock inside me!" Your hands tangled in his hair, nails digging into his scalp, which made him grunt and groan in pleasure, sending vibrations to your overstimulated core and clit. Your legs began to shake and tremble, your insides clenching and fluttering around Law's fingers. "H-Harder! Faster, please! Gods, Law, please! Please!"
Law got the memo. Flicking, rolling and sucking on your clit faster, applying more pressure, burying his face deeper as his fingers worked your insides by adding a third finger, then continuing his ministrations with slow, deep and purposeful drags and thrusts. His eyes never left your face. Watching every twitch, bounce of your breasts, heave of your chest rising and falling or spasm continuing to build and escalate. "Gonna come for your true King?" He rasped, his own body hot and aching, burning to sink himself deep inside and lose himself in your hot, soft, velvety, tight heat. Law released a shaky hand off your thigh to wedge between his legs to stroke and palm himself, thrusting into his own hand to help lesion the painful tension and ache in his shaft.
You arched and thrust your hips into his greedy, sinfully wicked mouth. Feeling his goatee drenched in your juices and his own saliva. "I'm-" You pant, you can't think. Can't speak properly. You are vibrating and burning all at once. Your heartbeat slamming hard against your ribcage and pounding hard within your eardrums. "Gods, Law! Don't stop, do-"
"C'mon," Law made a small growling noise from deep within his throat, fingering you harder, sucking harder; acting like a feral and needy tiger hungry for its meal. "Let go for me, baby." He continued to edge himself, waiting for the perfect moment to shove his cock inside right before you orgasmed.
Apprently, he didn't have to wait long.
You cried again, pushed harder and higher to the delicious edge. "Oh!" You cursed something in your ancient language and mother tongue, but Law understood you. "Law!"
Law quickly rose to his knees, guiding his cock to your core, surging forward and sank inside with one hard, single thrust until he was buried to the hilt. His gaze focused on your face as he brought you to orgasm with one single thrust; his hands tightened on your thighs, feeling your slick, hot feminine channel squeezing and clamping down like a vise on his cock.
Law tried to remain gentle, forcing his body to remain absolutely and painstakingly still. Frozen, deep inside your body's tight, slick soaked heated core engulfing him. "Shit," Law choked on a gasp, "You're so hot and tight, fuck." His jaw locked tight as he pulled his hips back and began to move, pounding and fucking you through your release.
Even being fully stuffed and stretched you didn't want Law to stop. "You feel so good too, Law." Your eyes still shrine with an inhuman demand for him, for more of him even through the haze of pleasure and hunger. You felt his cock, hard, hot and pulsing with every beat of his own heart. Those deep gray eyes you loved so much, your own window and twin pools of a storming, turbulent sea. "Better than-"
"Better than my dreams." Law finished your sentence as your inner muscles and silky warmth growing tighter and tighter, threatening to make him lose his concentration and falter. Law's stubbornness and will persist as he tried not to come to soon. Not yet. He kept moaning in his head. Don't cum. He could hear himself whimpering and feel himself quake above you, every muscle within his body locking tight, his grip on your thighs tightened, no doubt would leave bruises later. Not yet. Law moaned out loud. "Oh, fuuucckk." You had him gasping for breath, trying to milk him, sending pleasure shivers and heated tremors surging red hot through his entire body. Law continued watching you moan and writhing beneath him until you raked your nails down his newly healed back and your mouth opened wide until a not a single voice came out for a long moment.
"L-Law," You whispered at last; a half-broken sob of happiness left your kiss swollen mouth. You panted, breathless. Watching the hardlines of Law's sleep deprived face deepening, his stoic mask left in shambles, filled with raw heat and lust. You let him take over, do whatever he wanted to your body, stretching and filling the deepest place inside your pussy. Which left you breathless as he began a new rhythm, hitting deep, timed strokes and thrusts in between a slow roll of his hips. Savoring the sensation of your sheath wrapped around him, fiery heat and electric currents igniting and spread throughout his body signaling his own climax was close.
"Y/n-ya," Law babbled in his sex drunken haze. "G'mme another." He tipped you backward, angling your hops higher and hitting deeper and harder until his pelvis hit the plush curves and swells of your ass, skin slapping against skin. "Please, mi Corazón." He begged, tear-eyed and helping to bring your mouth closer to his to reclaim your mouth, which you greedily accepted and returned. He braced his hands on either side of your head, boxing you against himself, the pillow and the mattress which creaked, groaned and rocked, nearly slamming against the wall. "My Y/n." He panted heavily, cradling you closer, chest to chest. "Come with me." He kept begging in between moaning your name and his secret nickname for you. His Corazón, his heart. It made their love making and coupling all the more sweeter.
The blood roaring in Law's ears pounded hard and strong within his groin, throbbing harder and painful. "Y/n," his breath hitched, his abdominal muscles and back of his calves were burning, his buttocks tight and flexing with every thrust. He stared deep into your lust-filled and wet, dazed vision. "I love you." His fingers brushed your hair to the side, cupping your jaw and pressing his forehead against your own. "I love you, mi Corazón." He whispered, pure love and devotion shining with his electric silvers. "My heart, my love..." words rumbling and tumbling over another and awkward, but true, all the same.
"I love you too, Law." You whimper, happy tears falling and filling your heart. You knew his words were true. "I love you," You rambled, hands wandering and roaming until your hands kneaded and squeezed his butt, lifting your legs higher and giggling when Law's pace faltered and his hips stuttered from the new deeper angle. "I love you, Law!" You screamed out in pleasure. Your inner walls squeezed and contracted, demanding his seed and everything the lovesick doctor's body had to give. Sinking your nails deep into his ass, turning your head and bitting down hard on his neck, then sucking to leave a deep, claiming bite and bruise of your own. Showing the outside world that the feared Surgeon of Death was a taken man. That he was yours, finally yours again.
Law thought you couldn't be any more beautiful, but you were proving him wrong. Your dazed, lost and hungry gaze glowed as frost vapors fell out of your mouth and fanned against his overheated skin. Shocks and shivers, heat and cold, flames and snow slowly building and slamming hard into him with every shaky and gasping breath. "Y/n-ya." Law kissed your shoulder, slipping a hard between your legs to stroke hard circling onto your clit. "Y/n." he grunts into your skin, "I'm close." He quickly pulled out and began tugging and jerking his cock.
Your eyes snapped to his hand and his unspoken desperations to come. You grabbed his hand, placing your own over his, helping him continue to masturbate in hard twists of your wrist and tugs, fast and hash strokes. "Coming for me, Law?" You whisper low and sultry, seductively into his pierced ear. "I want it." Licking and sucking hard on the lobe. "I need your cum to cover and mark me in white, Law."
Law let out a low and feral, guttural grunt as he quaked and visibly trembled above you. "It's yours." He groaned, eyes rolling into the back of his head as the last of his control and sanity left him, mind fogging and blank. "Yours, my love." His heavy ball sack tightened, pleasure and electrical currents and bolts of lightning travel from the top of his head, down his spine and in the base of his toes as he climaxed. "Y/n," Law shuddered, every muscle within his body clenched, locked as he remained still above you. Painting your stomach, chest and breasts in hot, sticky, thick, white, ropes of his semen.
You continued stroking him, milking him for every last drop of his essence. "Good boy, my king," you whispered. "Your queen wants your cum."
"S-Stop..." Law whimpered when his member became too sensitive. "T-too much..." he sucked in a trembling breath. He couldn't close his eyes. His attention focused on the woman he'd only seen in his dreams. The moon goddess who'd devour him whole, showered him with love, happiness and became a greedy, succubus and moon bathed hellcat.
You stopped, pulling your hand away. "My apologies." Settling your mouth over his quivering lips, leading with a slow and long, almost lazy, half hearted kiss. "My Law." You took his newly regained breath, sent his stomach flipping in summersaults and wrapped warmth and love around his stuttering heart.
Law had spent so much time piecing together the histories, memories and tangled three way love triangle between himself, you and his past incarnation that every fragments glimpse and inkling of hope and love he became to feel felt inadequate and hopeless. Instead of embracing it, he'd shut it down and reinforce the heavy, rusted lock with a thicker, heaver and bulletproof lock.
You searched his eyes for a long time. He was silent, his body motionless and tangled with yours. "Is something wrong?" You moistened your lips, wanting to pull him closer, to hold him and offer him comfort whenever a newfound ache would arise. You knew this whole emotions and physical relationship was new territory for Law. He'd once run in violent, heavy and dark circles that ran off of the death of others, money and greed. A world which is made more of darkness than light. You hug him and place a chaste kiss on the top of his head. "You should rest."
Law's body struggled to hold himself up, sinking down and putting his full weight on top of you as you welcomed him with open arms. "It's fine." He said at last when his breathing finally stabilized. A heated flush coloring his cheeks as he smiled softly and kissed you back, tangling his fingers into your hair and his thumb caressing your cheek.
You giggled in between kisses, laying down, holding him tight and basking in the afterglow. "I'm glad that I could be your first again."
Law's face darkened into the color of a fresh red cherry. "What of it?" He muttered, burying and hiding his burning face into your shoulder.
"Nothing." You giggled and shrugged lazily, giving him a genuine smile. Not matching with embarrassing words, you had just uttered.
"Don't you dare tell anybody." Law said, his usual snark coming back.
"Not even Ikkaku?" You tilted your head.
"Absolutely not." Law's head snapped to meet your curious gaze. You were completely series and considering it.
You pout. "If that is your wish, my king."
Law sighed, getting off of you and helping you sit up. "Only her and no one else." He didn't want the men on his crew to tease him. He took your hand in his own, leading you towards the master and oversized bathroom which had been rebuilt to accommodate Doflamingo's taller frame and size. Law was petty that he purposefully drops each and every pair of that obnoxious, control freak of a pink birds spare sunglasses along the way.
"You have to ask the last hurrah, don't you?" You shake your head and follow him into the bathroom.
"After waiting thirteen years, I'll take every opportunity I can get to give that psycho the middle finger." He smirked, grabbing a towel and helping clean you up.
You heard someone knocking on the door. "Are you waiting for someone?"
"No." Law shook his head, helping you into an Alabasta cotton robe, then wrapping a towel around his waist. "Wait here." He straightened his shoulders, crossed from the bathroom in quick, long strides and opened it. His nonchalant mask slipping back in place as he found Nico Robin standing there with Tony Tony Chopper. "What is it?"
"Law, who is it?" You peaked out from behind the threshold of the bathroom.
Robin and Chopper stared at each other, sharing a look.
Chopper flushed when he smelled the scent of sex and musk in the air, leaking out of the room. "I told you they were in here." He held his nose and glanced away, peeking out from behind Robin's legs in the opposite direction.
"It appears Traffy and his wife are celebrating early." She giggled, clearly giving you her support.
"What do you want?" Law bristled, scowling and crossing his arms over his shoulder.
Choppers eyes brightened when he noticed all the tattoos decorating his chiseled and tanned skin. "Luffy wants to invite you and your wife to a party the King Riku is throwing downstairs before we all move into a secret cabin hidden in the sunflower hill."
Law tried not to soften his gaze. He had a softness for cute things. Chopper was no exception. "We'll be down in twenty."
"Don't worry," Robin whispered between the two of them. "I won't tell anyone."
Law snorted and closed the door. Shifting his attention back to you as you steped out of the bathroom and went towards him, clinking your arm with his. "Let's get ready."
Your touch seemed to help release the small anxious knots and nerves deep inside of him. He pressed himself closer into your warmth, unlinking his arm to wrap the limb around your waist. "Don't let them bully you." He muttered, kissed you fully on the lips, a soft and tender brush that made your heart melt into his embrace. His mouth moved against yours, a deep possession and enticement rising as the flickers embers of lust began to reawaken again; accept he ignored it to pick you up and carry you towards the bathroom himself. "How about we use the most luxurious and fancy products?" His voice became lower and pure sin, wrapping tight around your heart. "Or we could steal them before anyone notices?"
"How romantic and befitting a pirate?" You chuckled, kissing his cheek.
"If you want it, it's free for the taking." Law shrugged, setting you down into the giant shower.
You stared deep into his grey eyes. His pupils were wide and dark, pulling you deeper into his liquid quicksilvers, tugging and tempting you back into his arms and his bed. Law had been a man who worked hard and molded his life into become one of the major pieces to enact his adoptive fathers' final wishes to take down his own older brother, Doflamingo. Knew he didn't plan to be alive and had already accepted the possibility that he'd never return to his beloved crew and you. It made your heartache as if you'd been stuck with a blade.
"If we continue this journey Law," you spoke after freshly showered, going another round, redressing and brushing your hair as you stared at your refection on the vanity. "You have to confide in me more. True me with your burdens," your eyes meet his refection in the mirror as he covered his scratch mark covered back with his coat.
"I do trust you, Y/n-ya." Law sighed, grabbing his hat, putting it on and pulling his cursed blade into the crook his arm, crossing his legs at the ankle and leaning against the wall. "I don't give my heart or sleep with just anyone." His tanned cheeks growing instantly flustered. "You know that."
"That isn't what I meant, and you know it." You sigh, nearly slamming the hairbrush on the table. "We don't know what we will encounter when we reach Zou or Wano to take down Kaido." You turn around to fully face him, crossing one leg over the over and lean back into the vanity table. "How long Doflamingo has been distributing those forged Zoan type of devil fruits."
"Doctor Vegapunk attempted to recreate a specific type and failed," His gaze drifting towards the ceiling, then back down to you, tapping his fingers on his blade. "Or so Caesar said." Law's calm and neutral expression strained, clicking his tongue in distaste for that clown. "Which is a big fat load of bullshit since Momonosuke ate one and became a dragon."
"How long will it take to get to Zou from Dressrosa?" You ask, deciding to change the subject as you stand and head towards the door, Law followed and stood beside you, linking your fingers together, raising your hand and placing a chaste kiss on the back.
"I've never been myself," Law shrugged, leading your down the hallway for the second time and letting the door close on its own, "but according to Nami and Bepo it will take around eight days since we have to catchup to The Sunny."
----- End of Chapter 10 -----
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