How to Deal with an Overworking Captain
Switch!Law x Switch!Reader (Gender Neutral)
Words: 2904
This is a tickle fic! SFW but still Minors and Ageless Blogs DNI!!
It was long into night time on the Polar Tang, and you had grown tired of waiting for Law in your shared bed. He had been at his desk doing work basically all day, only taking small momentary breaks when you brought him something to eat or drink, repeatedly telling you it would be ‘just a bit longer’ until he would be fully free. You left the room and made your way to his small office, hoping to finally convince him to come rest with you.
“Law? You still in here?” You knocked on the door lightly, opening it right after, as he had told you many times before that you were free to enter whenever you wanted. You closed the door behind you as you saw him in the same place he had been all day, still sitting at his desk.
“Mm, I am. I'll just be a bit longer, I'm almost finished looking through these.” And there it was, that same ‘just a bit longer’ as you heard what felt like a hundred times today. He didn't even spare a glance, looking through the reports on the submarine and the stock we had on it. You had already predicted that would be his response and were prepared to drag him to bed if you had to. You knew it was important, but it wasn’t anything that needed to get done tonight, plus it was already late, and you knew he would work himself all night if you didn't stop him.
“You've been saying that for hours now y'know. You should come to bed, it won't kill you to finish tomorrow.” You walked over to the chair he was in, giving your best pleading tone as you approached him. You placed your hands on his shoulders, giving him a slight massage that he couldn't stop himself from relaxing into, shoulders dropping from the hunched position he hadn’t even realized he had them in.
“It wouldn't, but it also won't kill me to get it done tonight.” Your face dropped further, almost pouting as you let out a sigh at his words, growing annoyed with overworking behaviors. The frown didn't last long however, turning to a smirk as a mischievous thought entered your brain.
“Are you sure about that?” You questioned him, your hands that were massaging his shoulders now slowly moving more towards his neck, still keeping your touch firm so as to not alarm him of your real intentions.
“Oh? Is that supposed to be a threat?” He sounded amused at your words, not knowing what you had planned. You couldn't help but chuckle to yourself a bit, thinking that his attitude would change very soon.
“Hmm, it might be.” With that, you changed your touch, now gently dragging your nails around his neck, knowing from previous experiences that he was a bit sensitive there. You could feel his body tense under your fingertips, but he stopped himself from raising his shoulders and moving away, trying his best to act as though he wasn't affected.
“I know what you're doing.. And it won't turn out wehell for you.” He cursed himself for letting a small laugh slip through his words, not wanting to give you what you wanted. His attempts to focus on the papers in front of him were left in shambles by your distractingly light traces, leaving him fighting not to react further.
“What do you mean, love? I'm just trying to help you relax.” You played dumb and kept your fingers softly dancing around his neck and under his chin, hoping to crack away at his stubbornness and convince him to stop working for the night.
“I'll relax when I get this work dohone!” His last word came out slightly surprised, as you had decided to move one hand to his back, scritching around his shoulder blades. It was getting harder for him to hold back, part of him wanting to stop you and save himself the embarrassment of you hearing him giggle, but not wanting to give you the satisfaction of getting to him.
“Wrong answer.” You let out a sigh and pretended to sound disappointed as you continued. Your hands slipped under the top part of his chair as quickly as you could move them, needing to move before he could catch on to where you were moving. Luckily, he wasn’t as fast as usual, tired and already distracted by what you were doing, so your hands easily found their way under his arms, gently scratching the skin there. His arms came down as soon as he felt your nails moving there, a small gasp coming from him before some sounds, which he would forever deny were giggles, erupted from him.
“Shihit! Knohock thahat ohoff!” His body leaned forward towards his desk, trying to get away from your hands while not being able to push them away with his arms stuck to his sides. You couldn’t help but snicker to yourself a bit, it always being amusing to see him fail to fight you off, never seeming to try too hard to when you were in private.
“Give up and come to bed and I will.” You had a cheeky smile on your face as you gave your conditions, knowing either way you’d be winning. As much as you wanted to cuddle in bed, you couldn’t deny that you were quite enjoying this as well.
“IhI wohon’t!” Of course, he could never make it easy, always stubborn to the very end. Though it was obvious he was trying to be firm, it was incredibly hard to take him seriously like this, giggling as he was slightly hunched over his desk and trying to cover his face so you couldn’t see the growing red on it.
A sudden knock at the door quickly caught both of your attentions, but much more so Law's. He activated his Room ability almost immediately, using as much focus as he could muster in that moment, then traded the both of you for two of the pillows on your bed with Shambles. You landed on the bed back first, now laying down on the soft surface rather than standing behind his chair in the office. He was still right there with you too, now hovering over you with his arms on both sides of your head. You couldn't stop yourself from laughing a bit, his face slightly flushed and a look of panic that may have been invisible to anyone else but you clearly still there. He quickly cast a glare down at you, at least, as much as he could with a hint of a smile left on his lips.
“Something funny to you?” The way he tried to sound threatening while still recovering, that smile and redness still stuck on face despite his best efforts to fight it, only made everything even more hilarious to you.
“Yohou look cute lihike that, Captain~” You calmed yourself down enough to get the words out mostly clearly, save a few laughs slipping out, always taking the chance to tease him when the opportunity was there. You brought one of your hands up to his cheek, softly cupping the side of his face as you brushed your thumb across it, feeling the heat coming off of him as you did so. You felt him untense just a bit as he let out a soft sigh, eyes closing for a moment as your hands brought some much needed coolness.
“You’re so lucky I was able to use Shambles before someone came in, you know? If anyone had seen that, you’d be so dead right now.” His tone was stern and irritated, yet lacked real venom in it, knowing that he could never find it in himself to actually get mad at you, especially when he knew that you had been trying to do it for his own greater good. Part of him wanted to push your hand away out of spite, but your touch felt so comforting to his exhausted brain right now, he couldn't bring himself to do it, letting himself melt more into your touch instead.
“Aww, what’s the matter, don't want any of the crew seeing their Captain giggling so adorably?” His irritation quickly came back and stronger than before, along with his blush, as you continued your teasing. He was becoming less appreciative and more vengeful by the second.
“You never know when to stop, do you?” He quickly took the hand you had on his face along with your other one and pinned them above your head, smirking down at you as he trapped you beneath him.
“H-Huh?!” It was such a quick switch that you barely had any time to react, a shocked noise leaving your lips before you could stop yourself. You felt your stomach sink seeing his expression and at how easily he had managed to get both of your wrists in just one of his hands, using his free one to gently hold your chin up to keep looking at him.
“Well, you got my attention now, are you happy?” You could hear the cockiness in his tone, both of you knowing you had brought this upon yourself. His hand left your chin, moving down your body and just barely grazing your ribs and side, as if he was planning out the best place to start.
“Wait! You don’t have to do thihis!” A small laugh already slipped out, the anticipation of his attack already getting to you, especially with his hand venturing over spots on you that he already knew were sensitive. You heard him let out a low laugh as he kept his eyes fixated on you and all of your reactions.
“And why should I? You couldn't wait for me to finish my work.” He quickly rebutted, continuing to dance his hand around your waist without fully touching down yet, wanting to see if you had anything to say that would talk him out of revenge. If you really didn’t want this, then he would stop, but he could see it in the way that your eyes were lit up and how you couldn’t stop the wobbly smile that forced its way onto your lips, that you really didn’t mind this at all.
“But you've been working ahall day! You need rest tohoo!” You tried to reason with him as to why this wasn’t necessary, but you couldn't really
deny the fact that you weren’t actually hating this outcome, in fact, it was quite the opposite. It wasn’t very often that he was this playful, save only for occasional moments when you two were in private and he had a mischievous energy about him, usually being when he was slightly tired and out of it, just like now.
“I think what I need more than that, is some revenge.” He finally made his move, bringing his hand under your shirt, to the spot right at the bottom of your ribs where it met your side, gently drawing circles with his index finger around the spot. He knew that it wasn’t your worst spot, but it did still get some cute reactions out of you, ones he couldn’t help but adore.
“Nohoho! You neheed sleheheep!” Soft giggles already poured from your lips at his touch. You knew it could easily get much worse, but even this already tickled much more than it should have. Of course, with all his medical knowledge making him aware of pressure points and weak spots around the body, and even more so from the times he had done this to you before, he knew exactly how to break you down and leave you an absolute mess.
“Hmm, sounds like someone can’t take what they dish out. Maybe this will teach you to keep from picking fights you can’t win.” He knew it wouldn’t, you never learned your lesson, and if anything, this only seemed to encourage you. He suddenly decided to make things worse, now using all of his fingers on the hand at your waist to scribble up and down your side, going from that spot at the bottom of your ribs down to right at the top of your hip, making sure to linger for a moment on any spot that brought a squeak or higher giggles out of you.
“IhI wahasn’t! I wahAH- Wahait! Nahat thehere!” Your body jerked and you let out a small yelp as he focused his touch on your hip, his thumb gently digging into the front dip of it while his other fingers scritched around the back and side of it.
“Oh? Sorry, is that a bad spot? That’s too bad.” You could hear the smugness in his voice, now making sure to put all his attention on that one area, keeping you squirming and squealing. Seeing how much you reacted to the new spot, he released your wrists, bringing his now free hand to your other hip, copying the same placement and method as the other.
“Nohoho! Yohou ahahass!” Your hands found his wrists, acting as though you were trying to get him to stop, yet you put no effort into pulling his arms away from your body. This didn’t go unnoticed by him, but he chose not to mention it for now.
“Name calling now, really? You’re just asking for more.” He leaned his head down to your neck, placing soft kisses around the sides and down your shoulders, making sure his stubble lightly dragged across your skin as he did so, his hands not stopping for even a moment.
“Nahat thahahat!” You squealed at the feeling of his lips and facial hair moving all around your neck, the sensation tickling terribly. It was always his favorite thing to do to you in the morning to wake you up with, knowing how weak you were to him using his kisses and beard against you like this. He just couldn’t resist it, your laugh being one of the first things for him to hear that day filling him with a warmth that lasted throughout the entire day, thinking about when he would be able to hear out again.
“Aww, can’t take it, can you? Isn’t that just adorable.” You felt yourself growing more flustered by the second. His hands at one of your worst spots, his lips going to every sensitive area he could find on your neck, and his neverending teasing kept you feeling like you may go insane. You began to realize a good amount of time had passed since you left to try and get him out of his office, and although you really didn’t want him to stop yet, you knew he needed to get some sleep, and the only way to get him to would be to admit defeat and let him have his victory.
“Ohokay okahay! I’m saharry, yohou wihin!” As soon as you said those words, his hands stopped and his head pulled away so he could take in the way you looked. Seeing you try to catch your breath, some leftover giggles still slipping through your lips and a satisfied smile stuck to your face, he felt his heart skip a beat for just a moment.
“G-Good. Glad you can finally admit it.” He felt himself growing embarrassed at how cute he found you right now, especially in knowing that he was the reason you looked that way. He hoped you hadn’t noticed his stutter, his words getting caught in his throat when he first tried to speak after seeing the aftermath of his revenge.
“Mhmm, is it time for bed yet?” Your words were just slightly slurred with sleepiness, having already been a bit tired when you went to find him, and now even more so with the exhaustion of everything hitting you at once. Law let out a small huff of a laugh and nodded.
“Yeah, it’s time for bed now.” He pushed your hair from your face and pressed a kiss to your forehead before laying down behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist right after bringing the soft blanket over the two of you.
“Good night, Law.” You felt yourself relax and all the stress leave your body, already drifting off as soon as he held you to his chest, comfortable in his warmth.
“Good night, Y/n.” Law quickly felt a wave of weariness follow soon after yours, laying in bed making him realize just how long he had been going and how much had been taken out of him through the day. It wasn’t long till both of you had fallen asleep, soft snores filling the room as you peacefully rested.
The next morning, when you had gone to the kitchen for some breakfast, you happened to overhear Shachi talking to Penguin and Bepo. The way his voice sounded so panicked, you couldn't help yourself from listening in.
“I think the Polar Tang’s haunted! I mean it! I went to the Captain's office last night and I swear I heard someone laughing inside, but when I opened the door, no one was in there! It must have been a ghost!” Ah, so that's who had knocked. You saw Bepo’s and Penguin’s shared unimpressed expressions, luckily not believing a word he was saying. You didn’t want to find out what would happen if that little rumor got around, a shiver passing through you at the thought alone.
