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“Close your eyes, Lu,” Law says before his lips tilt up into a sly smirk that makes Luffy’s heart rate quicken with excitement. That particular smirk was always followed by long nights of pleasure mixed with delicious pain, and he would eagerly await whatever it was Law had in store for him tonight.
Luffy dutifully closes his eyes and tries to relax in his seat, his breath hitching when he feels Law’s graceful fingers lightly brush over the sensitive skin of his neck, a shiver running down his spine at the barely-there caress. He lets out a breathy laugh at the sensation before Law pulls away and fumbles with something, followed by the sound of a box opening and Luffy bites his lip in anticipation.
He startles slightly when he feels something clasp around his neck, and the older man fiddles with the foreign material before moving away.
“Don’t open them yet,” Law says sternly, and Luffy can hear what sounds like Law undressing, zippers and rustling fabric loud in the otherwise silent bedroom, and Luffy feels his anticipation growing with each passing moment. He clenches his eyes closed even tighter as the temptation to sneak a peek almost overwhelms him.
“All done,” Law murmurs, his voice low and dangerous, and Luffy feels a jolt of arousal in his lower belly at the sudden change in tone.
He blinks his eyes open and looks up into the mirror of the vanity only to be met with golden irises almost swallowed by dilated pupils, and Luffy inhales sharply at the hunger radiating from his lover. Luffy’s gaze flickers down to look at his own reflection, and he gasps softly at the sight.
A collar. A leather collar in a deep, rich red shade. Luffy swallows hard, making the collar constrict around his throat ever-so-slightly, and he feels his face grow warm as his cock immediately starts hardening.
They had discussed their desires and kinks briefly just a few weeks into their relationship, and it became very clear, very quickly, that Luffy was okay with pretty much anything if it involved Law. But this… Luffy thinks he’s never been more okay with anything than he is with being collared by the older man, and he wants to kick himself for not coming up with the idea sooner.
He lifts a hand to touch the unfamiliar weight around his neck, his fingers grazing over the high quality leather before pausing at the golden heart-shaped D-ring, his eyes wide in disbelief and intrigue.
Law leans forward over the back of the chair, his lips ghosting over Luffy’s ear.
“Do you like it, baby?”
Luffy shudders, his hands starting to tremble from excitement as he meets Law’s heated gaze in the mirror, seeing a darkness in his molten orbs that makes his heart skip a beat. His breaths quicken, and he thinks there is nothing he desires more than to succumb to the older man’s whims if they always end with him being perceived like this; like he’s something treasured, something wanted.
“Yeah,” Luffy breathes, the collar’s pressure against his skin feeling absolutely divine when he speaks. “I love it, Torao.”
“Good boy.” Law nibbles on his earlobe before straightening up again, still positioned behind him.
“There’s more,” he adds, his smirk widening as picks up two other items from the bed. Luffy spots the rolled up leash first and he starts to salivate at the thought of being leashed like a fucking dog, his cock now painfully hard as it pushes against the zipper of his jeans. His whole body tenses as he resists the urge to just unzip his pants, bend Law over and get on with it, knowing that being patient would lead to a far more satisfying outcome.
The sound of metal jingling snaps Luffy out of his thoughts, and his gaze travels to the item in Law’s other hand: a round dog tag. Luffy bites his lip so hard his teeth almost break the skin.
Law drapes himself over Luffy’s wide back and reaches for one of his clenched fists, the younger man immediately relaxing and turning his hand with his palm facing up. Law gently places the dog tag in his grasp, and Luffy brings it closer to his face to inspect it properly.
On one side there’s an engraving of a firefly, and on the other side it simply says “Law’s Good Boy” in bold letters, and Luffy feels the flush on his face spreading from his ears all the way down to his chest. He wonders if Law will make him wear it in public, and he feels a wet patch forming in his boxers from the pre-cum drooling out of his cock at the thought.
“Congrats on the job, firefly,” Law murmurs and moves to stand in front of the younger man. He takes back the dog tag and carefully hooks it and the leash on the D-ring, before he leans back against the table top as he seemingly drinks in the sight in front of him, his roaming eyes glinting with a mixture of fond appreciation and searing heat.
Luffy’s jaw slackens as he fully takes in the sight of his lover, Law’s lower body having previously been concealed behind the chair. Luffy had been too caught up in the sight of the collar to notice that Law is wearing a skirt. A very, very short pleated skirt, the black and yellow colors complimenting Law perfectly, and he thinks his brain short circuits for a moment when he notices the thigh high stockings that hug the sinful curves of Law’s long legs beautifully.
“Torao- holy fuck-”
A harsh tug on the leash makes Luffy chuckle breathlessly, the feeling foreign, demeaning, but oh-so- irresistible, and he hastily gets up from the chair to sit on his heels in front of the older man.
Luffy eyes continue to roam over Law’s body in awe, hungrily drinking in the irresistible sight in front of him. His gaze lingers on the soft skin between the lace trimmings of the thigh highs and the skirt, and the urge to sink his teeth into the unblemished skin makes his blood boil with want.
Law looks down at him almost shyly and Luffy finally succumbs to the temptation and leans in to nuzzle his face against Law’s crotch, a low moan spilling past his lips as he rubs his cheek against the obvious hardness hidden underneath the skirt.
“Do you like the skirt?” Law asks, the blush high on his cheeks not going unnoticed by Luffy.
“Are you kidding me?” Luffy rasps, his voice thick as his skin prickles with arousal that only intensifies as the leather collar rubs against his Adam’s apple. “You’re driving me insane.”
Law hums appreciatively, wrapping the leash around his hand several times before he tugs on it again, making Luffy bury his face deeper into his groin. Luffy mouths at the hardness as he ignores the fabric acting as a barrier, his saliva forming a very obvious wet spot.
“Is my puppy hungry?” Law coos, placing his other hand on top of Luffy’s head.
Luffy nods, drool trickling down his chin as he traces the shape of Law’s cock with his tongue.
“Words, Lu,” Law scolds lightly, threading his fingers through the soft strands of the younger man’s hair.
“Yes,” Luffy whines, his voice slightly muffled. He reaches his hands out to grip Law’s thighs firmly, testing the waters by slowly sliding them up the material of the stockings towards the edge of the skirt. The older man stops him in his tracks by tugging backwards on the leash, and Luffy’s hands reluctantly still.
Law threads the leash around his wrist and starts lifting the skirt slowly. There’s a smug smirk tugging on Law’s lips as he torturously makes Luffy watch passively as more and more of that gorgeous tan skin gets revealed, and when Law has finally lifted the skirt enough to expose himself fully, the younger man groans with poorly contained arousal. As if wearing that sexy little skirt wasn’t enough, Law was wearing black lace panties.
Luffy eagerly takes in the sight of the gorgeous lingerie and how Law’s cock is flushed an angry red and shiny with pre-cum, clearly visible through the lace, and he leans forward to mouth at it but Law is faster and tightens the leash.
Having been successfully stopped in his mission to suck any coherent thought out of Law’s mind through his cock, Luffy tilts his head up towards the older man with a pout.
“C’mon, Torao,” Luffy whines, his jeans feeling uncomfortably tight.
Law hums, stroking Luffy’s hair fondly. “You’re not being a very good puppy, Lu.”
“I am!”
“Mhm, what does my puppy want, then?”
Luffy musters up his best puppy eyes that he knows Law falls for every single time, before he finally responds:
“Please let me suck your cock, Torao.”
Law chuckles and slackens his grip on the leash. “If you insist.”
Luffy eagerly dips his head and licks the pre-cum from the tip through the thin material of the panties, flattening his tongue against the hot skin, and he moans softly at the salty taste combined with a flavor he can only describe as Law. He adores it, has quickly become addicted to it, seemingly never able to satiate his hunger when it comes to anything involving his lover.
Luffy manages to dip his tongue into the slit, the translucent fabric covering Law’s cock practically soaked with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum, and the action draws out a sharp gasp from the older man. Luffy feels his stomach flip at the knowledge that he is the cause of those sounds spilling out from Law’s plush lips, and although he has experienced the symphony of sounds that Law makes during throes of pleasure countless times, it never ceases to consume him with adoration and awe.
“Fuck,” Law groans, tugging harder on the leash to pull Luffy even closer.
Luffy reaches a hand up to the waistline of the panties, swiftly pulling them down just enough for Law’s dick to spring out, and he wastes no time before he’s dipping his head to lick and suck on the older man’s balls, the grip in his hair tightening almost painfully. Luffy pulls back and drags his tongue over the thick vein lining the underside of Law’s cock until he reaches the tip, and he knows his techniques are far from graceful, but with the stuttering moans and gasps that he manages to draw out from the older man, he doesn’t think Law minds very much.
“So good, baby, so fucking good,” Law whimpers brokenly, and Luffy preens under the praise, doubling his efforts to make the older man unfold and melt into him.
Luffy swirls his tongue around the head before he finally sinks his mouth down on Law’s cock, inch by inch disappearing into his mouth until the tip hits the back of his throat. He swallows greedily around the length, and Law’s breath hitches before he snaps his hips into the tight heat of his mouth, and Luffy moans around Law’s dick, unable to deny himself from taking pleasure from whatever Law is willing to offer him.
“Lu- baby- fuck-”
The tears stinging in the corners of Luffy’s eyes finally spill over and roll down his cheeks, and he struggles to keep his eyes open, wanting to relish the beauty of his lover when his face contorts with ecstasy.
“Such a slut for me,” Law rasps, cupping Luffy’s cheek and wiping away a few stray tears. “My good boy.”
Luffy’s loud moan is muffled by Law’s cock, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the praise and he resists tearing his own pants open to jerk himself off, his cock unbearably hard and leaking. He picks up the pace of bobbing his head up and down, alternating between hollowing his cheeks and sucking, to swallowing around the length, not being given the reprieve of catching his breath but loving it just like that. Luffy feels Law’s balls tighten as he rolls them around in his hand, and he eagerly slackens his jaw and takes his cock even deeper as Law gets closer to release.
“Wait-” Law says breathily, abruptly tugging on the leash to pull Luffy off of his cock.
Luffy pulls back with a loud pop, frowning at being interrupted from his very tasty meal and he looks up at Law confusedly, wiping away the slobber mixed with tears covering his face with his sleeve.
Law’s chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath and he pulls upwards on the leash until Luffy gets the hint and stands up, immediately crowding close to Law.
“You okay?” Luffy asks worriedly, cupping Law’s reddened cheeks tenderly.
“Need you-” Law growls heatedly. “Need you inside.”
Luffy swallows, his cock painfully hard against the zipper of his jeans. “Yeah- fuck yeah.”
The desperation and need reflected in Law’s golden eyes almost takes Luffy’s breath away, the pleasure searing in his lower belly growing impossibly hot, and he leans up to brush his lips against the older man’s, their breaths mingling as he pushes Law against the mirror behind them, lifting him to sit on the table top, eagerly hiking up his skirt and running his hand over the soft flesh of Law’s thigh.
“Can I?” Luffy murmurs, their lips ghosting over each other.
“Yeah.”
They collide in a firm kiss, Luffy’s swollen and spit-slicked lips easily gliding over Law’s. He licks and nips on Law’s bottom lip until he parts them just enough for their tongues to meet and roll over each other as Luffy presses Law further into the mirror of the vanity. The hand stroking Law’s thigh gets bolder as he slides it further to knead one of his asscheeks, past the lacey trim of the stockings, wanting more more more, knowing that Law will give him everything he wants, all he has to do is ask and he can take everything. It’s always intoxicating with Law, it’s always teetering on the edge of too much or not enough, and Luffy wouldn’t have it any other way.
Luffy fumbles with the buttons of Law’s shirt with his other hand, needing to see more of his gorgeous tan skin, and he loses his patience after only a few seconds and rips the shirt open, roughly pushing it past Law’s shoulders until his bare chest is finally exposed to Luffy’s eyes that hungrily devour every inch of tattooed skin.
He knows Law is too far gone and already putty in his hands when he doesn’t protest the rough treatment of his garment, and he suppresses a smirk against Law’s lips. If being leashed made Law turn into a pile of mush this fast, then Luffy would wear it 24 fucking 7.
Luffy starts rutting against Law’s thigh, unable to contain himself, needing to cum right fucking now, how could he not when Law is down right sinful as he keens into Luffy’s mouth, cheeks a gorgeous red and his skirt tenting with his erection and making the prettiest picture Luffy has ever seen.
Law breaks the kiss to bang the back of his head against the mirror behind him, and Luffy gets a rude awakening as the leash is tugged again, almost hard enough to make him stumble.
“Don’t you dare fucking cum,” Law grunts, and Luffy almost doesn’t listen as he instead focuses on Law’s swollen lips and mussed up hair, the older man looking absolutely delectable.
“I wasn’t gonna,” Luffy mumbles dejectedly, leaning in to pepper soft kisses over Law’s collarbone, trailing all the way up to his jaw. “I wanna fill daddy up, y’know?”
Law groans, hooking a leg around Luffy’s waist and bucking his hips, looking for friction, for anything, to soothe his straining erection.
“Bed,” Law orders, wrapping both of his legs around Luffy’s waist.
“Yessir,” Luffy says cheekily, a wide grin on his lips as he easily carries Law over to the bed and unceremoniously throws him on top of the covers. Luffy knows that Law loves being manhandled by him but would never admit it out loud, and Luffy bites back the sudden urge to tease the older man about it. The sight of Law’s skirt pooling around his hips and the way his tan skin contrasts against the black silk sheets makes any urge he has of teasing disappear in the blink of an eye.
“Beautiful,” Luffy breathes, and he watches with satisfaction as a furious blush blooms across Law’s cheeks and spreads all the way down to his chest.
“Oh!” Luffy notices the leash had fallen out of Law’s grasp when he was thrown onto the bed, and he quickly hands it back to Law.
“Clothes off,” Law murmurs, sliding back on the bed to get comfortable, the hand not holding the leash slipping underneath the skirt to lazily stroke his cock as he prepares to watch Luffy undress, blush still high on his cheekbones.
Luffy unbuttons his shirt quickly, throwing it into a random corner of the bedroom before he starts unzipping his jeans. Law’s half-lidded eyes follow his every move, and Luffy feels his dick twitch at the attention being focused on him, his gaze flickering to where Law’s hand is moving up and down his length under the slutty skirt.
Luffy kicks off his boxers and jeans and quickly climbs onto the bed, crawling over Law and stopping when his face is level with Law’s chest. He dips his head to trail the lines of Law’s tattoo with his tongue, testing the limits of what he’s allowed to do before the older man decides to take charge again. He flicks his tongue over a pink nipple and Law lets out a low moan, arching his back up into the sensation, and Luffy closes his lips around the hardening nub and sucks.
Law’s hands reach up to grip his shoulders tightly, his nails digging into Luffy’s skin as his back arches even further off of the bed in a lewd display of pleasure, and Luffy repeats the same action on Law’s other nipple, eagerly sucking and licking the perfect pink nub until it’s puffy and shiny with his spit. He trails kisses down Law’s abdomen next, pausing to nip at the skin covering his protruding hip bones, and Law’s hands slide into his hair instead, tugging at the soft strands.
He nibbles at Law’s lower belly, his tongue tracing the skin right above the waistline of the skirt, and he hums in satisfaction at the trail of goosebumps he leaves in his wake.
While Luffy is eager to fuck Law stupid immediately, he can’t help but get caught up in worshipping every inch of his body, and realizing he’s getting away with an awful lot considering how it usually goes, he firmly grasps the backs of Law’s thighs and pushes them towards the older man’s chest, effectively spreading him open. He slides one of his hands down a stocking-clad thigh and over the mound of a perky asscheek until he reaches Law’s panties and roughly pushes them to the side.
“Lu- what-”
He doesn’t give Law any more time to protest before he licks a long stripe over his hole all the way to his balls, and he feels Law’s thighs twitch as he gasps in surprise.
“Luffy-”
Having no time to waste, Luffy digs back into his impromptu meal and prods Law’s quivering hole with his tongue, roughly pushing until he’s past the rim. His grip on Law’s thighs tightens, undoubtedly leaving bruises that’ll turn into a gorgeous purple hue by the morning, something to admire while the older man cooks him breakfast preferably while still wearing the skirt or even better: fully naked.
“Ah- ah-”
Law chokes on a filthy moan as Luffy wiggles his tongue into the tight heat, the walls clenching around it, and Luffy’s tongue almost slides out but he is nothing if not persistent. He delves further in, spit dripping out of his mouth and acting as a lubricant, the obscene slurping sounds bouncing off of the walls as they mix with Law’s incoherent babbling as Luffy tonguefucks his ass.
Luffy hums happily before he attaches his lips to Law’s puffy little hole, eagerly sucking, and he knows Law is absolutely losing his mind with the way his thighs tremble in his grasp, with the way his name spills brokenly past his gorgeous lips, and Luffy knows he will never get enough of Law falling apart in his arms. The older man rarely indulges in letting go, always being the one in charge, being the one in control, and although Luffy loves being a good boy and following Law’s lead, he loves the role reversal too. He knows Law secretly craves it, needs it, but can never bring himself to ask for it.
“Luffy- stop,” Law’s voice is still breathless and raw but it’s firm, and Luffy has been around him long enough to know when he means it, when it isn’t just a part of their play.
Luffy retracts his tongue and slowly lets go of Law’s thighs, tenderly rubbing over the sore flesh as he places his legs down on the bed. He notes with triumph that Law’s cock is so hard it’s absolutely dripping, making a complete mess of the skirt and panties.
“C’mere,” Law whispers, the long forgotten leash back in his hand as he tugs Luffy towards him.
Luffy is quick to comply, crawling up Law’s body until he’s caging him in with one hand on each side of his head.
“You’ve been a very bad boy, Lu.” Law sighs and reaches up to cup his cheek tenderly.
Luffy pouts and furrows his brow. “But you liked it.”
“Mhm, but it’s not what I asked for.”
Luffy groans and collapses onto his forearms instead, dipping his head to nuzzle into the crook of Law’s neck. His erection presses against Law’s thigh and he subconsciously starts rutting against it, so unbearably fucking hard and every time he glances down and he sees that goddamn skirt he just-
“Get the cockring.”
Luffy abruptly lifts his head and looks at Law with wide eyes.
“Why,” he whines pathetically, trying to get the older man to change his mind by fluttering his long eyelashes and blinking his doe eyes in a way he knows Law is weak to.
“Only good boys get rewarded, baby.”
“Fine,” Luffy groans and sits up to reach over to the nightstand, fishing out his arch nemesis and a bottle of lube.
“Color?” Law asks, one of his hands coming up to rest on Luffy’s hip, his thumb rubbing soothing circles.
“Green,” Luffy replies confidently, quickly threading the cock ring over his shaft until it’s firmly encircling the base.
Law nods, a small smile tugging on his lips, and Luffy can’t resist the urge to lean down for a kiss, selfishly wishing he could swallow that beautiful smile and keep it for himself forever.
“You can stretch me,” Law mumbles against his lips, sliding one of his hands up Luffy’s body appreciatively until it rests loosely around his throat, his fingers lightly brushing against the collar. Luffy feels his dick twitch at the sensation, and leans back to eagerly pick up the bottle of lube to squeeze out a generous amount onto his fingers, reaching down under the skirt until he’s prodding against Law’s hole, the panties still bunched up to the side.
Law is already slightly loose and wet from Luffy’s mouth, but it’s still a tight squeeze when he breaches the rim with a calloused finger, struggling to get it past the first knuckle. Law fidgets underneath him, but he doesn’t complain, only takes a deep breath and tries to relax, spreading his legs wider to accommodate Luffy. Luffy leans over the older man, easily holding up his own weight on one arm as he starts thrusting into the velvety heat, carefully observing all of the little expressions that flicker across Law’s face, making sure to be good.
“More,” Law breathes, tilting his hips as if urging Luffy to go deeper even as he’s down to the second knuckle.
Luffy complies quickly, a second finger joining the first, and with each passing moment he feels Law’s walls stretching and relaxing further around his scissoring digits. Luffy drinks in the pleasured sighs and soft moans spilling past Law’s lips, and his heart jolts at the sight of his brows furrowing with pleasure, his jaw slackening as Luffy finally grazes his prostate.
“Ah- Luffy-”
“Feels good, Torao?”
“Mmm, so good, so perfect for me.”
Luffy grins, his cheeks reddening, and he slides in a third finger and starts thrusting into Law with purpose, grazing his prostate every time his fingers bottom out. He knows Law is close, can tell from the way his cock twitches with each thrust, by the amount of pre-cum that oozes out of his slit, can tell from the angry flushed color of the tip and Luffy wants to see him climax, needs to see him writhing in unbearable ecstasy as he falls over the edge.
“Need your cock, baby,” Law whimpers, hands clenching the bed sheets so tightly his knuckles turn white.
“Yeah,” Luffy chokes out, sliding his fingers out of Law’s hole before he lines himself up, lifting one of Law’s legs and pressing it backwards, watching appreciatively as the skirt pools around his slim waist.
He presses the tip against Law’s fluttering hole, and finally, finally, enters him, inch by inch of his hard cock sinking into the tight heat of his lover, the rough fabric of the lace panties brushing against his cock only intensifying the pleasure.
The cock ring makes him feel as though he’s about to burst, every sensation heightened, the fire pooling in his stomach almost spilling over as if he’s already teetering on the edge of bliss, and his body is wound so taut he can feel all of his muscles straining.
“Law,” Luffy growls, drool dripping down his chin at the overwhelming pleasure consuming him. “Law, Law, Law-”
“Good puppy,” Law coos, tilting his hips to entice Luffy to go even deeper. “My baby boy, you feel so good, so big.”
Once Luffy bottoms out he feels as if he’s drowning, sinking deeper and deeper into an unending abyss of euphoria, and all he wants to do is release, to fill his lover up to the brim with his cum, to feel it dripping out around his length as he continues to thrust into Law’s perfect hole until he’s fucked him raw. Yet he can’t, the firm pressure around the base of his cock refusing to let him reach the peak he so desperately desires.
A harsh tug on the leash snaps Luffy out of his daze, and he opens his eyes that he hadn’t even realized he’d clenched closed, and looks up at Law with tears of frustration brimming in his eyes.
“Move, puppy,” Law says lowly, his hand returning to wrap around Luffy’s throat.
The solid pressure of Law’s hand combined with the collar chafing against his skin makes him bite his lip so hard he breaks the skin, the coppery taste of blood exploding on his tongue. Law pulls him down and eagerly laps at his lips, licking every drop of blood that drips out from the wound hungrily, and Luffy sharply snaps his hips as pleasure once again pools in his lower stomach, another near-orgasm rapidly building up.
“Fuck- Law- fuck, you feel so good, shit-” Luffy groans as he slides one of his hands down to Law’s skirt and bunches it up in his fist, tugging on the fabric to harshly pull the older man into him with each thrust.
“Yes, yes, yes-” Law keens, the hand not around Luffy’s throat sharply digging into the skin of his back, undoubtedly breaking the skin with his nails, but Luffy doesn’t feel any pain, he only feels pure, unadulterated pleasure as he slams into the wet heat of his lover, the uneven pace he sets brutal as the headboard slams against the wall with each thrust.
“Ah- Luf- fuck, fuck, fuck.” Law’s babbling and chanting of profanities only spurs Luffy on, the sinful sound of his hips wetly slapping against the backs of Law’s thighs reverberating throughout the room, and Luffy feels sweat trailing down his temples as his body coils tighter and tighter, feeling like a string about to snap, but each time he feels close, like release is within his grasp, it slips away and he feels himself losing his sanity more and more with each ruthless snap of his hips.
The hand around his throat tightens, restricting his airways enough for him to start feeling lightheaded, and it only increases the pleasure as it burns over his skin like trails of molten lava, sharp jolts of pleasure sparking through his spine as his eyes roll back, equally overwhelmed as he is delighted by the combination of sensations.
“Luf- Luffy,” Law cries out, his voice cutting through the loud sound of blood roaring in Luffy’s ears, and when the hand around his throat loosens to desperately grasp onto his shoulder he realizes Law is cumming, his velvety walls clenching and unclenching around Luffy’s cock, but he doesn't stop or slow down- he can’t, he won’t- instead he continues to pound ruthlessly into the older man’s twitching hole, not giving him a chance to catch his breath or gather his bearings.
Law can’t do more than hold on as he’s fucked through his orgasm, his head thrown back onto the pillows as obscene sounds crawl out of his throat, his jaw slackened as the aftershocks wash over him like a tidal wave, his body shuddering in Luffy’s arms.
“Am I good now, Law?” Luffy growls into his ear before he harshly nibbles on an earlobe, his uneven pace slowing in speed but only increasing in force, the wooden bed frame creaking under his unrelenting thrusts.
Law gasps and bares his neck further, encouraging Luffy to dip his head to bite and lick at the inviting offering, leaving bright red marks that are sure to be visible for days, something he notes with a primal sense of pride and possessiveness.
Luffy feels Law’s dick hardening between them again, and he lifts his head before leaning back on his knees and drags Law with him so that he stays firmly speared on his cock, not wanting to leave the sinful wet heat of his hole for even a second. He drags Law roughly by the hem of his skirt until his ass is resting in Luffy’s lap, his legs spread wide and hooked over Luffy’s elbows.
“You’re so good, so good, Lu, baby, don’t stop-”
Luffy roughly thrusts into Law and watches his cock disappear into the perfect, tight hole in awe, and he repeats the motion again, and again, knowing he hits Law’s prostate head-on in this position with every single thrust. Law’s chest rises and falls heavily as he desperately tries to suck in enough oxygen, his breath getting punched out of him with each snap of Luffy’s hips, and the older man scrambles for the handle of the leash before he grips it tightly, tugging it as if urging Luffy to go faster, deeper, to never, ever stop.
Luffy’s so hard it almost hurts, and Law keeps tightening around him as if he wants to keep his cock nestled inside of him forever, and he knows Law is close again, can see it in the way he thrashes his head on the bed, the way his cheeks darken, and Luffy admires the sight beneath him reverently, enamored with Law in a way that makes his heart skip a beat, makes his stomach lurch, and he realizes then and there that there is nothing he would rather do than spend the rest of his life with this man, to be blessed with his ethereal beauty each and every single day until the day he dies.
Law’s chest glistens with a mixture of sweat and cum, and he looks appetizing in a way that Luffy’s favorite foods could never even attempt to compare to, and the sight of the skirt and panties defiled with his own release makes his dick twitch painfully, deliciously. Law tugs on the leash harder, urging him to lean forward and consequently bend him in half, his knees almost by his ears as he eagerly wraps his arms around Luffy’s neck and pulls him in for a kiss, an open-mouthed and filthy kiss, spit running down their chins as they breathe into each other, tongues swirling messily but it’s enough, it’s more than enough and Law cums for a second time, his release joining his first as it lewdly splatters over both of their chests and stomachs, the older man’s mouth open in a silent scream.
“Too- too much,” Law gasps, his breath hitching as his body wracks with shivers as he violently comes down from his second climax, Luffy milking him for all that he’s worth by continuing to slam into his overstimulated prostate.
“Please, Law, please,” Luffy groans, his lips brushing against Law’s wet cheeks where fat tears have made their tracks, tongue flicking out to savor the salty taste.
“I- Luffy- you’ve been so good, baby,” Law chokes out, his body limp as Luffy continues to piston his hips into him.
“Can I, daddy? Can I please?” Luffy pants as his muscles ache with exertion, the pressure around the base of his cock only tightening as he nears the edge for what feels like the thousandth time.
“Yeah- yes, fuck yes-“
Luffy immediately pulls out and tears the cockring off, throwing it somewhere, anywhere, before he plunges into Law’s puffy hole again, making the older man cry out in pain or pleasure, maybe both, Luffy doesn’t know, at the moment he doesn’t care. His fingers dig deep into Law’s narrow waist, his nails leaving indentations into the soft skin in the shapes of little half-moons, and he’d stop to admire them if it wasn’t for the overpowering need to cum now now now, the urge making him almost animalistic and has him dancing on the brink of insanity.
As soon as he bottoms out he finally, blissfully falls over the edge in the most earth shattering orgasm he’s ever experienced, his vision going white as wave after wave of mind blowing ecstasy hits him like a goddamn tsunami, and he thinks he blacks out, knows he does, collapsing onto Law as his cock pulses and fills him up with an obscene amount of cum, feeling it overflow as it drips out to add to the absolutely filthy mess they’ve made of the bedsheets.
Luffy’s dick twitches as the last spurts of cum lazily drool out of it, and he groans softly into Law’s shoulder as his oversensitive skin rubs against the walls of Law’s insides.
“Holy shit, Lu,” Law slurs, his voice hoarse and ruined, hands lazily stroking over Luffy’s back where there’s no doubt a plethora of raw and bleeding scratch marks.
Luffy can only grunt in agreement, his body heavy and limbs feeling like they’re made out of rubber rather than flesh and bone, but he still manages to lift himself up on his forearms to properly look at his lover.
Law looks exhausted but satisfied, a lazy grin tugging on his lips as he looks up at Luffy through half lidded eyes. His golden irises sparkle with fondness, contentment, and Luffy feels a familiar warmth spreading throughout his chest and down to his lower belly that he only ever feels when he’s around Law.
“I love you,” Luffy finally says, unwavering confidence dripping from his voice.
Law’s eyes widen slightly, but the smile never disappears from his lips.
“Love you too,” he whispers, his eyes shiny with unshed tears, but Luffy knows they’re tears of joy with the way the skin under Law’s eyes creases with happiness.
Later, when they’ve showered and changed the sheets and settled back onto bed with sore limbs and eyelids heavy with sleep, bodies tangled as they prepare to drift off, Law suddenly lifts his head to look down at Luffy with a sheepish expression.
“You know, I was worried it might be too much-”
“Please, you could’ve muzzled me and I’d be into it,” Luffy mumbles sleepily, pulling Law back down onto his chest.
Law chokes, but it quickly turns into a chuckle, and he wraps his arms around Luffy’s waist and nuzzles into his neck.
“Noted,” he murmurs, and Luffy can feel him smiling against his skin.
Luffy tightens the arm he has wrapped around Law’s slim waist and pulls him closer to his own body, reveling in their shared warmth and messily tangled limbs. He still can’t believe he gets to fall asleep like this every single day.
I’m so lucky, he thinks in disbelief and awe, lightly tracing the outline of the tattoo on Law’s back as a comforting warmth spreads through him like sunshine in early spring.