It was so hot. Too hot for Law to stand it. He gripped on the jacket he was wearing, his hand speeding up. "Mhngh…" He bit his lip to keep silent and panted. He was laying on his bed, his trousers unbuttoned and his hand tried to bring him to that peak his body craved more and more lately. The jacket he wore wasn't his. It was a man's though. The man that turned his body into a hormonal bucket. He smelled the man's scent and got harder. He imagined that that man was giving him the hand job while looking at him with sexy eyes and Law couldn't hold it anymore when his thumb, passed over his sensitive head. He arched his hips coming hard in his hand, a name leaving his lips. "Smoker!" He gasped and slowed down his hand, his body going into a tingling high. He closed his eyes and breathed in more of the smoky scent from his cigars. It was addicting.

"Did you call?"

Law jumped up his eyes shocked. Smoker was leaning against the door, looking cool and collected as always. "You are a shichibukai yet your senses are completely off. I've been standing here for 10 minutes watching you sniff my jacket and moan my name." Law lowered his head to hide his face with his hat and took the jacket off, leaving it next to him. His –now naked- torso, complained at the cold it felt. "Uh… I'll wash it and… S-Sorry…" A rough hand grabbed his chin and pushed it up making him stare into two eyes that screamed "Sex". His breathing stopped. "Keep it, brat." Smoker said in his raspy voice and leaned kissing him roughly and manly like. Just like Law imagined his kisses would be. Only better. The lips were gone too soon and he didn't dare open his eyes even when he heard his door close. He smiled a little his fingers crawling to the jacket. He gripped on it and took a deep breath, feeling his lungs with the strong scent of cigars.