Hello!
So I'm not going to lie to you this is basically shameless smut and I'm not sorry for it. It's a PWP in every sense and I hope you guys enjoy it.
And no, it's not incest, they're not brothers, they don't share DNA and they're aware they're not related. In this setting they don't even know each other. But they will get to know each other, obviously.
I hope you enjoy this!
I don't own One Piece nor any of the characters.
Luffy
Someone's gaze is boring right into him. Merciless. Adamant. Greedy. It's a burning stare, unwavering, resting on him and him only; as though he was the only living thing in this room, this building, on this island, and the most precious and desirable, too.
Luffy's friends haven't noticed. They're partying, drinking, having a good time, some of them are already pretty far gone, dazing in the happy bliss of the massive amounts of alcohol they've consumed.
They anchored here at this island he already forgot the name of; Nami said it'd take about four or five days for the Log Pose to recharge. So they're stuck here, and they might as well drink and party the boredom away.
Luffy is all up for it, he loves it – but never before has he felt such a burning, nearly agonising gaze resting on him and he feels his blood heat up in alert. He hasn't been able to figure out where the person is sitting. The inn is packed with pirates, smugglers, rogues and bandits, smoke and the smell of sweat, alcohol and desire of whatever nature hangs heavy in the air, blurring his senses.
"Imma need a smoke," Sanji announces, his voice already slurred and Usopp giggles, clapping the cook's shoulder.
"C'mon, just smoke in here, everyone does." Usopp laughs, but Sanji shakes his head.
"I need air, goddamnit, Usopp… You can't even breathe in here anymore…"
"Shitty cook's right, imma need to step outside, too," Zoro announces.
"Shishi, don't get lost," Luffy grins and earns a smack to the shoulder.
With half-lidded eyes he watches the two move through the tables to the entrance and leave into the night. Although he knows that neither Zoro nor Sanji barely imagine that Luffy knows, he does, in fact – he's the captain, and after all this time they should know that Luffy is observant enough to eventually figure out that the two are fucking on a regular basis. Not that he cares, really. It's their bodies, after all.
It's around 1 or 2 in the morning – but that's nothing new for them. Or rather – Luffy's crew loves having a good time until the sun comes up again. That's just really who they are. They're pirates. And the night is magical, because things happen at night that seem so out of proportion, out of context and mysterious and that makes it even more exciting and thrilling.
At night, they all change a little, and their adventures…alter slightly whenever the sun has disappeared behind the horizon and the endless dark firmament stretches above them.
Brook, their musician, is right now standing near the inn's band, getting the crowd into the right mood with his seductive tones he tickles out of the old, scratched piano with his gifted skeleton fingers. Luffy grins at him and Brook nods gracefully at him, before diving right back into his favourite thing in the world – music.
"Luffy! Gonna get a round of shots, come help me!" Nami yells into his ear and she drags him up from his stool and toward the bar.
The woman is able to drink more than any of them. Luffy isn't drunk yet, but he does feel a bit lightheaded – he's not exactly one to become drunk easily, either, but Nami is seriously a league on her own. So he just grins as she waves at the bartender and of course, she's the only woman standing at the bar right now, the dude practically comes flying straight to her, and asks her what she wants to order.
Luffy laughs. That's just so Nami… She always knows how to get things or anything really, cheaper – or for free.
Nami continues flirting with the bartender to make him lower the price and Luffy gives her some space and leans against the bar with his back. He scans the crowd, just genuinely interested because pirates seriously do come in all shapes and looks – he believes to even see one or two fishmen sit around, drinking mead and beer from gigantic jugs like they're close to wither of they don't.
He can also see other female pirates, and they all look vicious and deadly in such a cool way – no wonder no dude tries to make a move on them, because they look like they'd break your arm if you so much as look at them the wrong way.
Luffy catches Usopp's questioning gaze and shrugs. He has no idea how much longer Nami is gonna flirt with the bartender. Luffy also watches how Robin, Franky and Chopper play cards – the one who loses the round has to drink. Robin is, of course, better than the other two and even from here Luffy can tell that the reindeer is wasted and shit that's just hilarious.
Luffy turns his head to see how Nami is doing – when he feels the burning gaze returning, he feels the distinct prickling in his neck and this time, he's able to tell where it comes from. He turns around.
And then he sees the man sit in the left corner of the tavern, close by the stock room, Luffy believes. He's half hidden behind a curtain, sitting on his own at a small, round table. His face is hidden in the dark, but Luffy can see a plain white dress shirt, with its sleeves rolled up to his elbows. A blue coat is hanging off his chair. And gloves are resting on the table, next to a half full bottle of what looks like strong rum.
Luffy's grin disappears. That man…
He frowns, turning his eyes away. Why the hell… Maybe it's just a coincidence… He doesn't know the man, he's sure he's never seen him. That dude is surely not eye-fucking Luffy, perhaps just the dude who stands next to him. Or even Nami, for all he knows.
But like pulled in by an unknown force, Luffy can't help but flicker his eyes back to the small table in the corner. And now he can see how the man changes his position slightly, he leans forward and now Luffy can see the lower part of his face, his pale lips – that are pulled into a knowing, self-confident smirk. So…the man has been looking at Luffy?´
Why…?
Well, fine.
And Luffy, never one to shy away from anyone or anything, starts walking toward him. If that dude has been staring at him the entire time – might as well get to know him. The night is still young. Maybe he's interesting. Because Luffy love making new friends wherever possible.
Sabo
This is almost easier than he thought it would be. Like tied to a leash the boy gets closer and closer to him and Sabo feels the triumph swelling in his chest as he sees the intrigued, unwavering glow in pirate's dark eyes. So that is Monkey D. Luffy, captain of the straw hat pirates. He has a bounty of 500,000,000 Berry on his head and he's the son of Sabo's boss, Monkey D. Dragon, although he isn't quite sure Luffy actually knows his father.
Not that it's important tonight.
The boy is handsome; his Wanted poster doesn't even come close to reality. His face is surprisingly beautiful. And he has that…gravity on him, this weird pull that draws people closer. Maybe it's his way of grinning playfully, maybe it's the mischievous look in his dark eyes, maybe it's the deeply tanned skin, the sense of wilderness and freedom and that look of unbothered vitality and strength.
Whatever it is – as soon as Sabo recognised him, he couldn't turn his eyes away. Didn't want to, either.
Right now the boy stands right in front of Sabo's table, his skin is covered with a fine layer of sweat, some strands of his dark hair cling to his heated skin and Sabo feels his blood heating up at the sight and he's so close…so close in proximity, if Sabo would reach out his hand he could touch…
God, this is splendid…
"Hey. You were staring at me," Luffy says to him, his voice a little raspy from hours he's been partying and drinking already in this stuffy, smoky tavern and Sabo loves his voice and fuck, he wants to hear more…
"That's true," Sabo smirks and offers him the empty chair in front of him.
And with no hesitation, Luffy sits down and his naked calves brush against Sabo's long, clad legs and Sabo doesn't pull away, no, he increases the contact and presses his legs right against Luffy's and with a grin he watches his flustered reaction.
Luffy blinks, a light blush creeping up his cheeks, but he doesn't break eye contact after and Sabo is pleased with that. He hadn't thought the boy was easy to intimidate anyways. He's a pirate after all, a dangerous and strong one at that. It takes more to rile him up, apparently.
And Sabo is always up for a good challenge.
"Why?" Luffy asks and Sabo takes the glass with the rum and takes a light sip, without his gaze ever leaving Luffy's.
"Because I'm intrigued? Luffy?" And he lets the name roll off his tongue like the most delicious treat in the world and Luffy slightly lifts his chin.
"So you know my name. Who're you, man?" the boy asks with a grin, but his humour is not enough to hide the heat in his tone.
"My name is Sabo. Of the revolutionaries."
And Luffy grins at that and in a mocking tone he asks: "So you a revolutionary? You don't look like one. At all."
"Is that so? Then how should a revolutionary look like, in your opinion?" Sabo wants to know, one brow raised.
"You look so clean and proper, it's weird. Like you're a professor… and too handsome."
And Sabo actually has to stifle his laughter. Damn, his friends from the Revolutionary Army would lose their shit. If the boy only knew the way Sabo is around his peers and colleagues, not to mention on the battlefield…
"So you're disappointed?" Sabo says amused and he likes how Luffy blushes slightly.
"That's not what I said, c'mon," Luffy replies unimpressed and Sabo snorts in amusement.
"I know, I know. Just taking the piss."
"So you can fight?"
"Yes. But no worries, I'm not your enemy tonight."
"…Like I would be afraid of you even if you were," Luffy smirks.
"You would be if you'd know what I can do with my hands," Sabo says amused and Luffy's eyes flicker down to his hands that rest innocently on the scratched surface of the table.
And Luffy's smirk becomes a tone seductive as he asks: "So you good with your hands? Anyone can say anything, man."
And Sabo lifts a hand to run his fingers through his blond mane. "I'd be up to show you anything you want, my dear captain."
The boy truly knows how to play the game it seems, because he leans back in his chair comfortably, as though he wants to stay for a bit. Which Sabo would very much want.
And Luffy looks at him for a long moment, before he replies: "Anyways, what do you want from me, Sabo? Why stare holes in my back in the first place?"
And Sabo laughs in a low voice, before he leans forward. He's loosened his scarf already, and undone the two top buttons of his shirt to give him a view at his collarbones and a glimpse of his pecs. And with more satisfaction than anyone can imagine, he watches how Luffy's eyes flicker down and rest a heartbeat too long on the exposed skin, before he looks him in the eyes again. And Sabo does indeed register the deepening red colouring his cheeks.
"Depends on what you got to offer," Sabo smirks.
"…I don't know what you mean," Luffy says a bit too late and Sabo's smirk widens.
"Let me rephrase: You know full well what I want, because I think I've made it more than obvious. But I'm not entirely sure how you feel about that?" Sabo asks him and he sees how the dark eyes widen, before narrowing down. Seems as though he finally has his guard up.
Good.
"I came here because you stared at me."
"Now you know why. Then why don't you leave?" Sabo says softly. And then he pours himself another glass. He offers the boy and Luffy nods, pushing the unused glass on the table toward him to fill. "I assume there's something you want from me as well, then?"
Luffy wordlessly takes the glass and downs it all in one go.
Good boy.
"I know what I want," Luffy says in a low voice, but clear enough.
"I heard the rumours. Find One Piece, isn't it?" Sabo asks amused. "Become the Pirate King? Live a life without regrets and be the freest of them all?"
The boy nods. "All of that. And you, Sabo? What do you want exactly?" And if he hopes to make Sabo flustered with that question, well, it's quite unsuccessful.
"Well, the long-term goal is to overthrow the World Government," Sabo says, setting down his glass. "Short-term goal is having you, preferably naked, in a bed, with my name on your tongue and me between your legs."
He sees how the dark eyes widen with shock and his face is flushed crimson now, but then, the boy is definitely stronger than he thought, Luffy just narrows his eyes again and pours himself more rum. He doesn't reply, and his whole stance doesn't give too much away, either. Who would've known that the boy is so capable in locking his thoughts and feelings away? Sabo honestly can't tell what's going on inside him now, so he decides to back-pedal a little.
"However, I'm not going to make a move on you if you don't want it. Perhaps contrary to your beliefs, I won't ever force myself on anyone. So if you're not interested I'll kindly take my leave and you can forget that you've ever met me," Sabo says quietly.
The boy blinks, but remains silent for a long moment. Sabo feels his euphoria quickly fade from his blood and he sighs internally at his own stupidity. He should've known that getting Luffy to sleep with him would take by far much more work than he currently has time and energy for. Not that he wouldn't be up for the task, but alas, this isn't the right moment. He tries hard not to show his disappointment, but…that's almost impossible.
At least he got to see what Luffy's handsome face looks like when he's blushing.
"…Well then, have a nice evening with your friends. Perhaps we'll see each other again someday," he says with a smile and grabs his coat.
But as he's about to stand up, Luffy lifts a hand, motioning him to pause his movements. Sabo raises his brows, his heart leaping with reawakened interested. Maybe the battle isn't lost yet, after all…
"Never said I'm not interested," the boy smirks at him.
Luffy
Maybe it's the rum that's finally getting to his head, or it's this room full with heated bodies or maybe it's really just the sultry looks this man has been giving him the entire time, maybe it's all of that – but Luffy simply can't let him leave, because Luffy's curiosity is by far stronger than any other emotion cursing through him at this point.
Yes, he's hesitant, but not much, and his wish to get to know the man better…no matter in which way…that wish becomes unbearable with every minute they exchange giving each other heated glances and making subtle or rather not so subtle innuendos.
After all, Luffy is not an innocent kid anymore. He's 19, he's a pirate and he's free to do whatever he wants to.
And tonight, he feels even bolder than usual. Push boundaries. Dare to bend the rules. Break them, if necessary. Feel the thrill drumming through him.
And that desire in him has nothing to do with the alcohol and everything with the man he's just met.
Luffy thinks Sabo is really good-looking. He has large ocean blue eyes and handsome features, but, and here comes the truly intriguing part, he has a large burn scar covering the left side of his face. Scars are nothing special among pirates and other thugs and rogues; it comes with the…occupation. But having one this large on your face… Luffy wonders and the longer he looks at the man, the more he spikes his interest to the point Luffy is ready to sit here the entire night if it would mean to get to learn more about him.
His face is framed by blond wavy hair that stands out alluringly in the crowd of dirty people in the room. At first glance, Luffy never would've thought that he is a revolutionary. But somewhat… he has this air around him, this quiet watchfulness, the self-confident smugness that most strong people possess, but he knows how to…how to draw people in.
Luffy, just like perhaps everyone else before him, simply couldn't resist his gravity. And he let himself be pulled closer gladly, closer and closer into his grasp.
Which is so, so uncommon for Luffy. But tonight he welcomes it with an intensity that almost frightens him.
"…And that means what?" Sabo asks him with a small smile. He stands next to the table now, his coat still hanging off his arm. He's about to put his gloves back on and Luffy reaches out one hand to snatch one glove away.
Sabo watches him intently, the smile still tugging at his lips, but his eyes…his eyes have gone darker at once.
"How about we hang out some more?" Luffy grins, playing with the smooth leather glove. He lets it slide around his fingers and he likes the soft, cool surface caress his skin. "And…then you could show me just how great you're with your hands? Huh, Sabo?"
And he likes how the fluster now colours the man's pale cheeks. Sabo isn't the only one who knows how to play this game.
Luffy may be younger than him. But he grew up among pirates and bandits and with an older brother who's too handsome to be from this damned earth. And he isn't as ignorant as most people make him out to be.
"…Are you sure it's what you want, Luffy?" Sabo asks to his surprise. Luffy raises his brows. What's his problem now? "Or are you just saying that because you had the rum?"
"Oh c'mon, don't worry about that. I'm still clear enough to know what I want. And right now," Luffy says with a roll of his eyes and he rises up from the chair and now they stand so much closer, Luffy can feel the impossible heat radiating from the man's body and swallows thickly. "Right now, what I want is standing right in front of me."
"..!"
"…So, Sabo?" Luffy smirks and he watches how the man blinks, before biting his lower lip and he regains his composure.
The pale lips pull into a seductive smile: "…Lead the way, captain. I'm right behind you."
He lets Nami know that he'd be going to their hotel close-by and she doesn't even bother asking why, so he doesn't bother telling her the reason. His crew knows that he isn't in danger and that's all they need to know for now.
The hotel is cheap, as usual, because Nami is stingy when it comes to money, but at least they, for once, don't all have to share a room together. Luffy, being the captain, got one on his own, although he usually doesn't mind sharing, because all of the men sleep in one room anyways on the Sunny. Well, except Zoro and Sanji who usually leave at night to fuck in the crow's nest, but Luffy doesn't know if the others are aware of that, too.
But tonight… Luffy admits that he's quite glad to have the room to himself. So him and the blond revolutionary Sabo won't have to be worried about getting disturbed at any point this night.
His room looks as untouched as the way it looked when he got the keys. The sofa is green and it has weird spots in places where…there should not be any, but Luffy doesn't think too hard about it. The curtains in front of the window are closed. The bed isn't king-sized, but still wider than a single is. But it's a cheap one, too, that is pushed right into the corner, with no headboard attached. Aside from that there's a door leading to a small bathroom with a shower.
Luffy lets Sabo into the room first, before he closes the door behind them. And then, after a moment he turns the key in the lock. And his fingers shake a little.
This could be, after all, a trap. He doesn't know this man, and although he doesn't seem like an enemy to him, he might as well be.
He could be a Marine in disguise. A bounty hunter. A World government agent. Anything really, with the aim to kill him.
And the possibilities make Luffy's blood boil with excitement.
He sees how Sabo inspects the room. Maybe he's looking for any hidden recording telesnails. Luffy leans against the door, hands in his pockets and waits for the man to turn around.
"Now, isn't this one cosy hotel room," Sabo comments, draping his coat casually over the back of the sofa. And Luffy finally sees what he's been carrying around. A brown backpack, nothing unusual. And… is that..?
"Yeah, it's a pipe. My preferred weapon," Sabo says after he probably noticed Luffy's surprised stare.
"Doesn't it break?"
"You think you're the only guy who knows how to use different types of haki?"
"Shishi, ok, good point."
Sabo leans the pipe against the wall next to the nightstand and then he kicks off his boots and loosens the rest of the buttons of shirt. And now Luffy gets a better view at his pale skin stretching over his defined chest and abs and perhaps he's stared at the man's body a bit too intently, because he hears soft laughter and Sabo smiles at him, and his smile is impossibly gentle and his eyes are impossibly dark and glowing with hunger.
And Luffy shudders slightly and he feels a certain heat pool at the bottom of his stomach and his gaze trails down Sabo's abdomen, all the way to the waistband of his trousers and Luffy wonders…
"Like what you see?" Sabo asks into the already thick silence of the room and Luffy blinks. Sabo is approaching him now, backing him up against the door and suddenly, Sabo seems very tall, so much taller and broader than him and Luffy presses his back against the door as the man is suddenly so close…only mere inches before him and his fingers start itching and he takes them out of his pockets.
"Are you still certain this is what you want?" Sabo asks; his voice is husky but otherwise serious, with slight worry lacing his words and Luffy snaps out of his daze to frown up at him.
"Why do you keep asking me?"
"Because I want to be sure that you want this, too. And there's no doubt in your heart. I don't want you to regret this, Luffy."
"I won't. I'm sure of it. So stop worrying. You wouldn't be here if I didn't want you to be here," Luffy says and this may seem like a cheesy gesture, but he doesn't know what else to do to make the man understand. He grabs the man's hand and squeezes it tightly.
"Really. I want to, Sabo."
And now he sees a wide, genuine smile spread across Sabo's face and he suddenly looks even more beautiful than before and Luffy feels his heart skip a beat or two…or ten and he can't help smiling back.
Sabo's concern is actually…really nice. They hardly know each other, but…even such a small gesture is able to get right into the deep parts of his heart, to be remembered from this moment on, for the rest of his days, he's sure of it.
"Ok. Then I'm glad that you chose me," Sabo whispers and his hand comes up to gently stroke Luffy's cheek.
Luffy leans into the touch, his hands slowly wrapping around the man's waist and he feels how Sabo gently angles his head up and the next thing he knows is the feeling of soft, warm lips press innocently against his own.
His kiss is sweet, pure, almost lazy – and Luffy eagerly responds, he moves his lips against the foreign ones and he feels Sabo's mouth turn into a knowing smile, and then Luffy feels a hand in his neck, guiding him even closer and another arm wraps itself around his waist to pull him flush against Sabo hot, toned body. Luffy gasps as he collides with the man's front, because suddenly he can feel him everywhere, feel his heart drumming hard inside his chest and the incredible heat is embracing him and Luffy feels how Sabo takes his sweet, agonising time to map out his lips before he finally, finally opens his mouth to welcome Luffy's tongue.
And Sabo is skilled with his tongue, so…so sinfully deft and Luffy feels how Sabo presses in even more, how his tongue slides sensually around Luffy's in a dance of desire, before coming in deeper, diving deeper into Luffy's mouth and Luffy has his eyes shut close and his fingers claw into Sabo's shirt as he feels the strength leave his legs and he stands on his wobbly toes to keep up with Sabo's kiss, but it's so dizzying and consuming and his head is swimming with heat and hunger.
When the other man finally lets him breathe the room is spinning so hard around him he believes he'll fall over, but there's the rock hard, solid body of the other man still trapping him against the door, holding him up, and even if Luffy wanted to, there's no place to retract, nowhere he can escape to, all he can do is let the man kiss him again and give him everything he demands with his tongue and lips and teeth and give it all right back because Luffy isn't one to give in that easily.
He feels Sabo arm tightening around his waist and Luffy breathes shakily into the open mouth, as their tongues start sliding against each other again in such a naughty, arousing way and Luffy's fingers let go off Sabo's shirt to dip to his waist and slide underneath his shirt, to claw his fingernails into his damp sides that quiver with want and Luffy likes the way the man arches into his rough touch and Luffy pushes back, presses the whole of his body into him and suddenly he feels how he is slammed back into the door so hard all air is pressed from his lungs and his eyes fly open and he's about to say a word when Sabo's demanding, unforgiving mouth is on his again, plundering him to the point Luffy forgets where he is and two strong hands wander down his back, to his ass and squeeze him and Luffy moans.
Moans into the kiss and as though Sabo knows perfectly well what he does to him, he squeezes again. Lets his fingers run teasingly all the way down to where the jeans splits into its legs and up again and Luffy shudders, god, this is…they're still… this man…
H-how does he knows how to handle him, how to touch to make him heat up like that, to make Luffy want more, more , more, deeper…touch me more…there…
And then Luffy feels Sabo's hand glide even further down, to the back of his thighs and he's lifted up and pressed back against the door and Sabo slides between his legs and Luffy can't help but reflexively wrap his legs around the man's waist. He shudders and his body starts trembling as his back once again collides with the door and Sabo's body presses into him so hard and unforgiving and Luffy can only cling to his shoulders, dig his fingers into his skin and accept the rough, violent kiss that is pressed to his mouth and Sabo's tongue comes deep inside again, so unbelievably deep and deft and Luffy moans into the man's mouth, he wants more, he wants so much more, deeper, hotter, more, give me more, Sabo..!
And Luffy groans and his fingers tug sharply at Sabo's hair to let him breathe and Sabo, grinning like a predator against his lips, immediately latches upon his throat, he licks over Luffy's quivering flesh before he sinks his teeth in and Luffy gasps as he feels the man suck greedily on his skin, marking him, mark his territory, mark his newly claimed possession and Luffy feels the spark in him, the fire that starts a blaze all throughout his heated, trembling body and god does he wants to give it back just as severely, Sabo isn't the only one who will show just who made him crazy –
"Haaah… Luffy," Sabo groans, his damp breath dancing over Luffy's neck as Luffy attacks the man's exposed neck, right above the shoulder, he bites viciously, almost tearing the skin and Sabo's hand is in his neck, guiding him on, urging him to suck even more forceful and suddenly the man's hips roll right into Luffy's, pressing both their hardening arousals together and Luffy groans into Sabo's neck, god, how...th-this goes so quickly, he's losing his head, this is too hot…s-so good…haaah…
"Sabo…"
And the man's fingers claw into his hair to crash their mouths back together, for a wet, dirty kiss through open lips and their tongues slide around each other, battling for dominance and territory and it's Sabo who conquers Luffy's velvet depth, it's Sabo who lets his tongue come so deep inside Luffy, Luffy's head is spinning and his eyes are tight shut and his legs quiver around the man's waist, and Sabo, with every dip into his mouth, rolls his pelvis into Luffy's mimicking the rhythm of sex, back and forth, back and forth and grinding into him so shamelessly and Luffy is two seconds from losing it. Heat coils in his lower stomach and Luffy doesn't even notice how instinctively his legs tighten even more, pull the man even closer, giving him the idea how it would be –
This is so intense, so intimate although they're both still clad, it's so intimate because the man is able to make him feel like this, so hot and needy and greedy and this impossible hunger inside him for more, and deeper, and faster, make his head spin and his blurry thoughts swim aimlessly in his dizzy head. His whole body is lost in the pleasure, in this cloudy, messy, filthy haze of growing, aching arousal and all Luffy can do is try to keep up with the man's movements but it becomes more and more difficult, his cock is achingly hard and straining against his jeans and he wants nothing more than to tear the rest of their clothes away and have him, have more of Sabo, all of it, I want more, give me more, I want it, more…more…deeper…closer…!
And then, when Luffy thinks he'll lose consciousness because the heat inside is just too much and the blaze of arousal makes the room spin maddeningly, perhaps Sabo notices how Luffy finally loses the strength in his fingers and with a surprising gentleness he unwraps Luffy's legs from his waist and lets them slowly down to the floor.
Luffy lets out a trembling sigh and he sees Sabo's smile in front of him, and how the hell, that man has been devouring his mouth only mere seconds ago, and now he's acting so sweet and gentle and careful it drives Luffy even more crazy than the heavy filthy kiss they just shared.
And then he feels a hand stroking the side of his face and Sabo's thumb rubs over his lower lip.
"You with me?" Sabo whispers and Luffy nods, his head slowly starts working again. His arousal hasn't calmed down yet, but he's able t-to… think again…
"…I-I…," Luffy starts. "I…I'll take a shower."
And Sabo's reply is a kiss to his temple, so faint and gentle it almost hurts and Luffy practically flees into the bathroom and inside he stares down at his trembling fingers and weak knees and he hides his burning face in his hands… His heart thunders inside his chest, so loudly he believes to hear it echo within the cold tiles of the shower.
God…just… god, where…does this sudden goddamn hunger come from…
Just what the fuck is Sabo doing with me?!
He bites his lower lip.
And he leaves the bathroom door unlocked.
Sabo
He takes a few deep breaths to get his raging heart back under control. His cock throbs at his lack of attention and he sighs, running a hand through his already dishevelled hair.
Damnit… this… he's been planning to do this slowly, fuck him, yes, but slowly and as a gentleman and make him writhe underneath him… not throw him against the door like a total brute and nearly fucking him against the weak wood so loud the entire hotel and perhaps the entire road would've been able to hear them.
He swallows dryly, takes off his already crumpled shirt and throws it over his coat. Damn, the boy has vicious fingers. He already feels fresh scratches and bruises blooming on his skin. Not that he minds – he'll have the entire night to mark Luffy's body to his heart's content.
From the bathroom he can hear the sound of running water and he knows that the boy hasn't locked the door.
He's tempted to go and join him, but first…
Sabo walks toward the bed. Cheap, shaky thing with metal legs and no headboard. The sheets are grey and look simply disgusting. The pillows are weirdly flat and feel damp when he touches them, like someone has been lying in the bed with wet hair only a while ago. Urgh, with moist hair or something else soaking wet…
Alright, stop right there…
He hums quietly, rubbing his neck sceptically. He does have an idea, but…
He thoughtfully looks back to the bathroom door. And then he has a fairly naughty idea.
Sabo grabs his pipe. Then he reaches for his backpack and searches for some strong twine he usually carries with him whenever he travels with ravens. He grabs his pipe and ties it to the far end of the bed, where the headboard should be. He ties it to the metal legs, so it rests across the width of the mattress innocently.
He grins, fairly satisfied with his brilliant idea. Then he reaches into his bag a second time and quickly finds the little flask that's hopefully gonna become important later on. It's filled with fine scented oil. Oh, and if the night goes according to plan, then he'll definitely use plenty of it…
When the boy comes out, his tanned skin is still damp, little droplets cling greedily to his skin and Sabo, even if he wanted to, can't take his eyes off of him. Like this… he looks…like made to seduce, with his hair tussled and moist and a towel hanging sinfully low on his hips. Sabo admires his well-defined abs and pecs despite him being fairly slender. But what draws his attention in the most is the giant x-shaped scar on his chest. He's heard the rumours, but he hasn't actually thought it would be…this intimidating and daunting.
The guy must've suffered incredible pain and hardships already.
And yet, he's still alive. Very much even, and right now, in a hotel room with Sabo.
"What is it?" Luffy grins at him. He throws his clothes over the back of the sofa, much like Sabo, although his aim is worse.
"Nothing," Sabo replies with a quiet smile. Luffy walks over to him to stop in front of him. And then small, tender fingertips start slightly grazing over Sabo's forearms and his smile widens.
He catches Luffy's right hand and perhaps the boy thinks he'd pull him closer, but no, Sabo actually wants to do something else for the moment –
And he likes how the boy's eyes widen when he lifts Luffy's hand to his lips to kiss the knuckles gently. And he likes even more when Luffy's cheeks redden at once and he blinks rapidly, clearly not knowing what to make of the situation and Sabo likes that, he wants him to show him more of his shy reactions because goddamn, they're so cute and pure, so Sabo turns his hand to kiss his palm…and then lets his tongue slide between his fingers and Luffy shudders underneath him, from this slight touch…
Just how sweet can Luffy even be….?
"..S-Sabo…," Luffy whispers.
And Sabo grins and lets his tongue curiously slide around Luffy's ring finger, devouring it nearly, it tastes of soap, nothing else, and his skin is surprisingly tender, given he's a pirate and a fighter.
He feels how Luffy tries to move away and he lets him. For now.
And Luffy bites his lower lip, his brows drawing together in a light frown and Sabo can tell that the boy is irritated from becoming so defenceless after just a few light licks against his fingers. To him, it must've been like losing a round in a battle. Sabo is sure of that, because he feels the exact same. The triumph of making the boy flustered, showing him what Sabo is able to do to his body, it's like winning in a battle and god he's eager for the next round. He wants to show Luffy just what he's able to do…what he can make Luffy feel, how he can make him feel things he's never known before…
Sabo is sure of it. And at the same time, he wants to let him know just what Luffy does to Sabo, his kisses, his presence…they do something to Sabo.
And it's intimate, it's powerful and it's a mystery he's nearly desperate to explore.
"I'll take a shower," Sabo murmurs into the silence and he really can't hide his smug satisfaction, he really can't.
"…You could've joined me, you know?" Luffy says and he almost sounds like a little boy when he says that, the way he pouts at him.
And Sabo smiles at that. "I know."
And the he marches past him, when suddenly a hand closes around his fingers and he stops.
And suddenly Luffy lunges at him with a frightening speed and wraps his moist arms around Sabo's neck and gives him a bruising, heated kiss that Sabo happily responds too and he feels the heat going straight back to his groin again when Luffy starts licking his lips eagerly and Sabo is two seconds from pushing the boy with him into the shower, when Luffy suddenly steps away and Sabo has to keep himself from pulling him closer again, he barely is able to tame that impossible greed inside of him and with every touch between them, it only becomes worse.
"…Don't take too long," Luffy mutters. His sultry gaze locks Sabo's for a heartbeat and Sabo grits his teeth as he forces his eyes finally away.
He turns on his heel and disappears in the bathroom.
Just wait…
Luffy
"L…Luffy…," he hears Sabo breathe nervously and he grins smugly.
He's pushed the still dripping man toward the bed so he'd sit down on it. Luffy has followed his movements and now stands in between his spread thighs. He's still wearing a towel, but it's gonna be gone before he even notices it. But before he starts driving the man crazy…
He wants to admire him.
It's surprising to see just how pale the man really is. Luffy is normally surrounded by people who're quite as sunburnt as him – they're pirates and spend most of their time beneath the azure sky on the Grand Line, with the clear, burning sun tanning them deeply. So seeing a man's skin so fair in the dim light of the candles on the nightstand… it's oddly fascinating and mesmerising at once.
Luffy wants to touch. Touch everywhere, because despite the scar on his face, the man's body is completely…well, flawless and blank. There's nothing on him, no scars or even birth marks, not even tattoos. Just the fresh scratches and marks Luffy himself left on him earlier, and they stand proudly, with a vicious red, against the striking paleness of his skin.
Luffy swallows greedily. Sabo has a body like a god, it's nearly ridiculous. Hard trained muscles flex with every movement, his abs and pecs look chiselled, like carved out of marble by the most gifted artist Luffy can imagine, and the muscles move rapidly up and down with his erratic breathing, as though he could already feel Luffy's eager fingers and teeth and lips on him, his fingers already dig into the mattress and Sabo watches him, Luffy can tell, he can feel the burning blue eyes on him, impatient, hungry, but Luffy still wants to look at Sabo some more…
He can see the growing bulge forming underneath the towel and Luffy licks his lips in such a talented filthy way he watches happily how Sabo shifts, spreading his thighs apart even a bit more in invitation. Oh, they both know full well what Luffy is going to do. For now, Luffy has the upper hand. And he wants to keep it that way, for sure.
"You gonna keep me waiting all night?" Sabo asks heatedly and the raspy tone is enough to send wanting shivers down his spine and Luffy takes a long breath, before he finally meets Sabo's eyes again.
"…So impatient," Luffy snickers in mischievous delight and then it all happens so suddenly –
He sees something flash behind Sabo's eyes and for a second Luffy thinks he sees a beast, a wild, bloody predator attacking him when Sabo's hard fingers close around his wrist and he's pulled forward with a jerk so strong Luffy yelps and Sabo's lips crash into his, determined, aroused, almost angry, he works his tongue back into Luffy's mouth with one swift dive of his tongue and Luffy moans into the kiss, his arms immediately wrapping around the man's neck. His knees hit the ground, and kissing like this, on his knees, between the man's legs, feels so incredibly raunchy and debauched Luffy feels the dizzy heat taking over again, his head starts spinning and his body starts trembling with anticipation when he feels Sabo's fingers tease his waist right above the towel, his cock stirs with interest, he wants Sabo to touch him properly, pull the towel away –
"Haaaa….Shit…Sab..o..," Luffy manages to groan when Sabo's hands squeeze his ass teasingly. And he feels Sabo's smirk and then his fingers squeeze again, before they dip lower, u-under the towel and with a swift, almost lazy jerk, he tears the fabric away and leaving Luffy naked and bare and shivering with want.
And why do his hands feel so good on his flesh, why does it feel so good when he handles him with rough, sure hands, and why is he still so gentle, he's intense, yes, but never…never forceful that goes anywhere near Luffy's idea of dangerous.
As though Sabo could look right through him…map out what exactly Luffy wants…and how much intensity he wants and craves, and Sabo never goes overboard… All he does is exactly what it takes to make Luffy lose it...lose his mind in bliss and pleasure…
Like Luffy is actually completely able to trust him… In every way, it seems…
"Haah…gnnng…," Luffy nearly growls against Sabo's lips and the man's hand squeezes his ass, then he strokes the tender skin gently before trailing his fingers down the cleft and Luffy arches his back into his touch and unconsciously spreads his knees further apart to give him better excess –
And suddenly, Sabo pulls his hands away and instead he gently caresses Luffy's heated cheeks and the boy opens his eyes in surprise when Sabo's kiss turns gentle and tender at once.
What…?
"…Sabo…?" Luffy breathes and is met with a soft, warm smile that doesn't completely hide the desire glowing darkly in the blue eyes of the older man, he can still feel the tremors in Sabo's hands, as though he was forcing himself to calm down, and Luffy…
Feels weirdly touched.
"We have all the time in the world," Sabo mutters and they kiss again, less desperate this time, and with more care, they worship each other's lips and Luffy feels himself clearing a little, this goddamn hunger inside him always flares up like a storm and zeroes in his entire…his entire vision and all his senses and it's frightening and arousing…
He gently nips at Sabo's lips, before he turns his head to slowly lick over the man's neck and Sabo turns his head to the side to grant him better access and Luffy's hands gently, sensually wander over Sabo's torso, over the hard lines of his upper body, the only sign of what punishing training he's put himself through to form himself into the warrior he is.
And Luffy lets him know just how much he likes and admires this marvellous body of his.
Slowly, so slowly he works his way down his chest, lapping and sucking at the pale, soft flesh and he loves the breathy sighs Sabo lets out and Luffy's fingers start to burn the closer he gets to his destination, and with slight hesitation he finally, finally pulls Sabo's towel away and leaves them both completely naked to each other, laid bare in every way possible and Luffy holds his breath as he sees him fully for the very first time. Sabo lets out a huff of air and closes his hand around his cock to slowly pump himself, more for viewing pleasure on Luffy's side than anything else, Luffy can tell.
Luffy gulps. He's even larger than he thought, long and with a wide, almost intimidating girth, it pulses eagerly in Sabo's hand and Luffy's own cock twitches at the gorgeous, promising sight. And then Luffy smiles and licks his lips.
Sometimes it's just so damned convenient that he ate a Devil Fruit and is now made of rubber.
And probably Sabo has had the same thought, because he leans in to press a kiss to the corner of Luffy's mouth.
"You're going to be ok?" he asks in a low voice, and it's almost frightening how the man is able to be so concerned for him at a time like this…
Leave it to Sabo to turn this moment…romantic.
And Luffy kisses back and replies: "Yeah…," and the smile he sees then is enough to make is heart jump with something else, not arousal or desire, but…
Something else entirely…
And after a long, lingering kiss to Sabo's mouth, Luffy reaches down and his hands finally close around the man's hard, jerking arousal.
His skin is hot and smooth like velvet and Sabo hisses as Luffy closes his fingers around him. He rubs slowly, he explores the rich veins at the underside of Sabo's cock and purposely keeps his touches slow, light, almost innocent and he can feel how it drives the other crazy with impatience.
Sabo lightly pushes into his fist and Luffy grins, his left hand going to rest against his hip.
"Let me," he breathes hotly against Sabo's cock and he only hears a soft curse and long fingers twine into his hair, much gentler than expected.
"Tease," the older man bites out and Luffy laughs in a low voice, his hand moving faster up and down on his cock.
"Getting impatient?" he replies.
"…Get on with it, Luffy."
And the way he says his name, with a voice coated with strained desire and hoarse with biting hunger and, it's enough to make Luffy jerk forward almost involuntarily, god, this voice… he could tell Luffy anything and he'd do it gladly…
A voice… his voice, dark and smooth like honey, a voice that makes him want to listen… a-and obey…
And Luffy, with a thundering heart and trembling fingers, lowers his head to take the man's cock in his mouth.
He can hear Sabo hiss and the fingers still curled in his hair tighten. He feels a smug satisfaction rise in his chest to be able to get such a reaction from him.
And he gets down to business.
Luffy curiously slides his tongue along the side of the cock, he can feel the prominent veins rising up underneath the skin and he feels him twitch in his mouth, and Luffy lets it slide out of his mouth again to lap up the underside, agonisingly slowly. He admires Sabo's ability to keep still, although he can feel the tremors in his body, as though he is fighting the wild urge to just thrust right into Luffy's mouth, he can tell, he can feel the hard flexing of muscles underneath his grip and grins against Sabo's heavy flesh.
Occasionally Luffy lets his teeth scrap lightly against Sabo's cock and every time he does it, the man's hold on his hair gets tenser and gives away just how much the man feels it. He starts to lick over the head if Sabo's cock and this time it twitches violently and Sabo lets out a moan that is quickly forced quiet. He innocently looks up and sees Sabo's deeply flushed face and the dark, almost daunting glint in his eyes that give away just how much…he restraints himself from doing god knows what to Luffy.
And Luffy's heart makes a painful, thrilled leap and inside him, the dark, dirty desire coils tightly into his insides, he wants to make the man lose control, he wants to see how far he can push the man until he…until he shows Luffy just what kind of beast he is, because he is a beast, Luffy feels it, sees it, tastes it on his tongue.
And it's so addicting. The way Sabo's mere presence claws itself into Luffy's mind, and even if he'd wanted to – he couldn't have escaped the man.
No.
Actually.
He doesn't want to.
Because this is what I want.
Luffy is the same, he wants to devour – and he wants to be devoured like he's never experienced before.
Wants the man to take him apart and put him back together because Sabo is one of a kind and a man unlike any other Luffy has ever met.
He has this draw. This gravity. This pull.
And tied up in golden strings, Luffy's already fallen into his trap and he couldn't be happier about it.
And Luffy shakily slides his tongue over the quivering cock in his hand before he lets it slide back into his mouth again, deeper this time, he hollows his cheeks and sucks with his eyes sliding close and his own cock jerks at the intensity with which Sabo's cock is sliding in and out of his mouth, faster and faster and the salty taste of precum coats his tongue and Luffy swallows around him, greedily taking him deeper and suddenly Sabo's grip in his hair is unforgiving and his hips thrust forward, into him, and Luffy claws his nails into the man's skin, this…t-too much, t-too deep, please…
Then the man pulls back and Luffy can breathe again and he narrows his eyes. What a jerk… And he decides to pay it back with just as much agony and he closes his lips only over the pink, leaking head and sucks hard.
And god, Sabo moans…
He tongues the leaking slit and then he engulfs the entire shaft back in his mouth, as deep as he can get it and a series of sharp curses fill the room and then his head is pushed back roughly and two strong arms grab him and throw him onto the mattress faster than he can even comprehend.
And like a wild animal Sabo looms over him, blue eyes dark, without any light left in his wide blown pupils that glow with desire and his body's impossible heat presses into Luffy, pushes him even deeper into the mattress and he stares up at the man, his heart drumming hard in his chest, his skin tingling and a thrilling feeling rising in his chest – and god he loves it…
"You're a fucking tease," Sabo hisses.
"…And you liked it," Luffy breathes, his voice hitched and then Sabo's lips are on his again for a bruising, punishing kiss that leaves him dizzy, breathless and drains him of all remaining strength.
He desperately tries to gain control of the kiss, but there is not a chance, Sabo growls into the kiss and the sound tightens Luffy's stomach with animalistic, raw desire and his cock jerks as Sabo's hands roughly trail down his body, everywhere he touches leaves a burning tingling in its wake and Luffy moans greedily into the heavy kiss, their tongues wrestle for dominance and although Luffy knows he's gonna lose, he won't give in without a fight and suddenly he feels Sabo's knees between his thighs, rubbing deliciously against his cock and Luffy groans, arching into his touch even more than before, he wants to grab the man's arms and pull him closer, but suddenly the man is gone at once and Luffy opens his eyes in confusion and sits up.
"What…?!" he asks exasperated and sees how Sabo has swiftly moved to the sofa…to…grab Luffy's yellow belt..?
"The hell are you doing?! Now?!" Luffy asks, and he has a hard time recovering his breath. Is Sabo a complete idiot? What the hell?
But then the man turns around and the smile he gives him sends shivers down Luffy's spine and he shudders as the raw, dangerous hunger in the man's gaze in enough to silence him because dear Lord…
What…will happen…tonight…?!
"Just wait," the man says, his voice raspy, dark and sensual and these two words alone are like a caress on Luffy's skin, like the touch he's already craving and he swallows dryly as he watches the man slowly return, the yellow cloth in his hands.
"…Sabo, what…?" he starts, his voice hoarse and it's difficult to get his words to work after…after all that.
"Shhh…I'm going to make you feel good," Sabo whispers sultrily, as he returns to the bed and goes to kneel in front of Luffy.
And then he leans forward with ease and brings their lips back together.
The kiss is slow but heavy, caring the naked want from their earlier kisses with it, and Luffy finds himself nearly lost in the kiss, in the firm slide off their tongues against each other, back and forth, back and forth. they dance around each other, relish in the rich touch of the other and Luffy moans softly, his blood rushing through his body and roaring in his ears, because Sabo knows all these ways to excite, all these ways to coax Luffy's body into a state of greedy hunger and arousal and it's so glorious and enigmatic and that makes it even more captivating.
Luffy feels how the man slowly leans him back down onto the mattress and Luffy giggles because he's almost polite while doing it, so different from the moments earlier, when he hoisted Luffy up and basically slammed him into the door, but this, Sabo being so sweet and polite while kissing him like there's no tomorrow… all these secrets make Luffy's heart thunder and his chest ache pleasantly and no matter which side of him he sees – they're all fascinating and bring him more pleasure than he'd ever admit.
Luffy kisses Sabo fervently and he feels the man grin contently into the next heavy lip-lock and Luffy is about to grasp firmer onto the man, when Sabo's hands slide from Luffy's torso slowly, gradually to his shoulders and down the lengths of his arms. And then, Luffy blushes with his eyes closed, he feels how Sabo slides their hands together and entwines their fingers.
He gasps when Sabo's tongue dives deep into Luffy's mouth, tickling another wanton moan from him and making him writhe against the man's body, his throbbing cock rubs deliberately against the man's thigh and suddenly Luffy's hands are lifted – and his fingers are closed around a cold piece of metal above his head and in surprise Luffy breaks away and looks up.
"Whaaa…?" he asks.
"Shhh… you might need something to hold onto," Sabo whispers against his lips and then the man reaches behind him to grab Luffy's belt he almost forgot again and with widening eyes, Luffy watches how Sabo ties his wrists to the man's weapon pipe, in a way that Luffy's hands aren't cut off from the blood flow – and he's able to grab the metal, which is apparently fixed to the bed.
"Sabo?"
"No worries. It's not kairouseki. So if you really wanted, you'd be able to break free easily," Sabo mutters against Luffy's forehead and he presses a light kiss to the boy's temple.
Luffy playfully tugs at his new bonds and grips the pipe. Yeah, he isn't worried; it's really no sea stone. And if there really was the necessity for him to defend himself against whatever – he'd definitely be able to. There isn't a bounty of 500,000,000 Berry on his head for nothing.
But what does worry him…is the new, overwhelming rush or desire spreading through him like a wildfire, making his cock leaping with arousal and smearing shameless precum all over Sabo's thigh, and it almost takes his own breath away at the fact that he likes it so damned much.
Being tied up. Laying underneath that man. Legs spread open and inviting.
Being completely at Sabo's mercy.
And god, he didn't know until now, but now he knows: He's been craving it all along.
Sabo sits back on his heels, admiring the view Luffy's giving him, and Luffy's stomach tightens at the looks of sheer, naked want in his darkened eyes, how that small smile plays around his lips, terribly seductive, and how his hands curl under an invisible itch, as though he can hardly restrain himself anymore from touching Luffy all over, winning his body, making him melt a-and…
Luffy is more than willing to let the man do whatever he wants.
"…You look beautiful like this," Sabo says quietly and a blush creeps into Luffy's cheeks.
"…Don't say that," he replies hoarsely.