Chapter I - Loss of Control

Gasping for breath Shachi stood there, bracing his hands against the grey cold steel wall. His legs were shaking.
"Clean up before you leave!" Law's rough voice was underscored by the sound of his trousers' zipper, which he was closing.
Between the wall and himself Shachi looked down on the vestige that he just had left there.
"Aye, Captain!" He heard the door of the treatment room slam shut.
The young pirate remained in his posture another moment before he bobbed up, turned around, reached for his boxers, which were lying next to his white jumpsuit on the treatment couch right behind him, to put both back on. He got a few paper towels from the dispenser next to the sink, went back and hunkered down. Slowly. Very slowly since his bottom hurt as it always did afterwards.
He started wiping away the vestige of what he just had done with his captain. And in doing so his feelings again became a clutter which he was not able to settle. Once more it ached so badly, but nevertheless he still wanted to do it over and over again, was he just glad about getting so much value and attention of the surgeon.

Law leaned his back against the wall close to the door of the treatment room, put his head back and looked up at the lamp above him, which dipped the steel surrounded corridor into cold bright light.
"Why did I do that again?" The same question that always came to his mind and he was stucked for an answer.
Sure, actually he knew it. He merely refused to believe it: He just did it, because he did not want to accept the way he liked to do it - the way he liked to do it with HIM.
"Captain!" Penguin's voice came from the left.
Law did not look at him. "Yeah?"
"Everything's fine?" the other one asked when he stood next to him.
"Yes," he pushed himself away from the wall, put his hands in his pockets and turned to go, "and I already told you thousand and one times not to ask me such things."
Penguin sighed, "Relax. If your temper is anything to go by you're likely again not going to join us tonight, right?"
Law knew what he wanted to know, if he would head out with his crew to have some drinks in one of the bars in the town. And as well his opposite knew to judge his mood.
"You've got it!" So he walked away without saying anything else.
The left standing one shaked his head: It was simply always the same with him. The leader of the Heart Pirates was a textbook example of a maverick. Well, sometimes it was possible to lure him from behind his books and out of his cabin and enthuse him, although enthuse was exaggerated, to accompany. However this occurred rarely. Despite the fact that nearly one year already had passed by since they left Rivers Mountain behind and entered the Grandline. Whereby Penguin was not dead sure if maybe he was the one to blame for his repeated refusal.
But this was not what he wanted to think about right now. In contrast to his grumpy captain he wanted to head out and have fun. But not without his best friend, whom he had searched in vain for at least half an hour on the whole ship.
Right now he wanted to turn around to look for him somewhere else as he heard a clattering sound from the room next to him, briefly looking with a confused look at the door and opening it at last.
"Aha! Gotcha!" He found Shachi with a half undressed jumpsuit just as he was bending down and picking up one of the silver bowls from the floor, which he obviously had thrown down.
The red-brown-haired looked up while putting the metal bowl back onto the desk where it had been placed before.
"What are you doing here?" Penguin looked at him suspiciously.
"Nothing!" Shachi blushed. "It just fell down when I bumped against the table."
His friend looked at him sharply and concluded from Shachi's color of skin and his naked torso: "That's not what I was talking about. You did it again with the captain didn't you?"
While Penguin now started to grin broadly, the younger's eye flushed over the ground shyly grabbing his shirt from the couch and putting it on before he moved back into the rest of his jumpsuit.
"You're doing it with him too." He uttered crunching his teeth.
"I haven't said anything against it," laughed the other one. "Are you coming? We want to go drinking."
Shachi looked up quickly before he sighed and looked back to the floor: "I'd rather stay here."
"Are you kidding?" Penguin's grin disappeared.
"You know for sure that I don't like it." Shachi went across the room over to the medicine cabinet and picked the boxes from the floor, which were lying there since he had helped Law to store away the new bought meds.
He did that often and gladly, out of pure kindness like everyone thought. But above all he wanted to be near his captain, but he kept it for himself. For some time now the doctor came closer as he ever could have dreamed of. Whereby his dreams would have been a little different - softer.
"Just because you had sex with him? Didn't you always long for a girlfriend?" Penguin did not understand his best friend who had never talked about anything else but women before he had sex with their captain.
"That doesn't mean anything!" Sometimes Shachi regretted that he told Penguin anyway.
Although he did so intentionally after the older had noticed his abstraction during the first hours after it happened. Well, that was also how he came to know that Penguin made love to their captain, too. His friend had also tried to keep it a secret, although both shared their secrets all along.
"No, but since that goes on between you, you started to shut yourself away like he does. But like that you won't ever find a woman." Penguin did not give up.
Shachi crossed his arms and looked viciously at him: "And when I go with you, I don't get to know anyone. And you know that very well!"
Yes, Penguin knew that Shachi had nearly no success with women. To be more exact he did not have any. And there he was the only one of the crew. Even their stumpy, a bit chubby cook had more amours as the little youthful Shachi. And everyone who had ever watched the young man as soon as a woman talked to him knew the reason for that.
Nevertheless Penguin did not want his friend to forgo it, thus he grabbed him at his collar and pulled him along behind himself out of the room. Shachi's fightback was ineffectual as the other one was not only taller but also much more powerful.
"Penguin, at least I want to take a shower before!" But his friend went on pulling him through the whole submarine and out onto the lower weather deck.
"You can do it later." He did not release him until the heavy steel door that they had just passed had snap shutted.
"There you are at last!" It was one of the other crewmates who was standing at the landing pier.
Penguin looked at the blond man with the bandeau and the cigarette in the corner of his mouth while he steered Shachi towards the gangplank which linked the ship with the bank.
"Sorry. Thanks for waiting. Shachi dawdled." Nobody but the mentioned one and Penguin knew about the secret they shared.
Shachi already had capitulated struggling and plodded discontented ashore towards his friends.
"Next time you can stay back." The man with the headband turned to go.
A few men of the crew hurried cheerfully ahead.
"Ban had already been quite peeved." Bepo, first mate and navigator of the Heart Pirates, looked at Penguin as they also began to move to seek a bar.
The addressed on moved his eye form the tall ice bear in his orange jumpsuit to the mentioned blonde chain smoker in front of him.
"He doesn't have to make a big deal of it. Also he could have gone on ahead," he growled.
"Sorry," came from the right side.
"He didn't mean you!" Two other crewmates, Kanaye and Shou, who walked behind them, shouted at the bear, since as usual he apologised for every little thing.
Penguin laughed and turned around. However his glance passed the big black haired Kanaye and the a bit shorter but cheeky red haired Shou and fell on Shachi who followed slowly. "Oi, Shachi! Hurry up otherwise I'll give you a kick in your arse!"
But he curled his lips, expressing his displeasure about the whole situation, and reacted cheeky, as he did often towards his best friend if he did not like something, by sticking out his tongue.
At last he continued following them nevertheless so they reached a bar unified. Countless voices rang out from the inside, one louder than the other. And this variety of voices should immediately be enriched by those of the Heart Pirates as they accessed the locality and the evening took its course.

As it was always the case this evening became boozy as well and a lot of high-proof ran down the pirate's throats. Penguin, who had already drunk the one or other, was sitting at the bar, like he prefered it the best with his back against it and leaned one arm casual above it, while holding his mug in the other hand. He watched the others. Shachi next to him was hanging forward on his chair, had both arms lying on the counter and sighed in irregular gaps, while he rotated his mug again and again.
"Man, could you stop moaning? I already don't feel like going to bed with any girl either because your temper gets me down." Penguin was audible stressed out.
But his friend kept sulking, "You could have left me on the ship."
The other just sighed. It was not surprising that the smaller one now seemed to be even more depressed than before. Already two women had tried to flirt with him, but everything that had come out his friend's mouth facing those beauties had been an unintelligible, inhibited stutter. And exactly that was his problem: As soon as a woman approached him he blushed and got muddled at talking, if he was able to say anything at all. Most ladies were scared off by this attitude. And if there was sometimes one who called it cute the young man flipped out and put the women to rout due to his outburst of rage. He just hated it to be called cute, although he was smaller than the rest of the crew, except Shou. Yes, Shachi was really awkward when it came to dealing with women.

Penguin was luckier. After all he could not lament and normally at such evenings he ended up with a woman in bed as long as he wanted to. But for some time now his interest in the womankind started to fade away. He couldn't understand it. Indeed he had never shown so much interest in women like Shachi, who since his days of youth got brushed off by them, but he was never loathed by them like he was in the last few weeks. Even today he had already ignored a few female bar visitors as they tried to talk to him.
Penguin knew that he, compared to his best friend, affected women - and sometimes even men. It had always been like this. Already at an early age he had looked grown-up and manly and had drawn girls' attraction. And today he still was not ashamed of his reflection, which had become even more masculine since he had set sails. If anything could save him from flirting attacks it was his dark blue cap with its yellow peak, the black "Penguin" lettering on white ground and the red toorie on top. It was plug-ugly, but although he liked wearing it as it meant a lot to him. And he had it folded together in his pocket this evening as well, so he could put it on at every time if the clumsy flirtations would get on his top and he wanted to hide himself and his attraction beneath it. But at the moment it was still bearable so he remained sitting there without his hat and observed what the rest of the crew was doing.
At one of the tables sat Tomo, a short, plump friendly guy, who was good naturedness, as long as you were not sitting at a poker table with him. And this evening a few townspeople did this mistake and were, like a lot before them, hoodwinked by his fair but nasty poker tricks. Without mercy and a cruel grin on his lips he bled one after the other dry and contributed a remarkable portion to the crew's finances. Bepo stood beside him and grinned widely.
Kanaye, who was quite inquisitive and well-read, sat with younger Shou at the next table and tried loudly to make his friend stop drinking so much, because everyone knew that otherwise the next morning the red-haired would lay in his bed hungover and get into real trouble with their captain. Sometimes Penguin was not sure if Kanaye and Shou, who were totally different like fire and water, hated or liked each other. In any case the two friends entertained always the whole crew with their disagreements. So their latest crewmember Jean Bart, which joined them only a few month ago, sat at their table and could not stop laughing.
Penguins glance went to the next table and eventually got caught there. Ban sat there, was smoking and laughing too, while he picked up his mug to drink. The brunette, who had put her arms from behind around his neck, and the blonde to his right, who seemed less loathed, enjoyed themselves pretty well too. It was probably Ban's best friend Wakame, who sat also like two other crewmates at the table, with two beauties at his side, told a joke and made the whole group laugh. Despite the laugh Penguin's look became serious. This sight he had seen in another form from time to time and this was when their captain Trafalgar Law was sitting together with them at the table.
The doctor did not appeal less to women, but he did not allow them to come near that easily like Ban, Wakame or himself, if he had interest. His two friends always seemed to be happy if the captain did not come with them.
"More girls for us," was Ban's explanation.
Penguin felt different. In the beginning he had not cared if their captain had taken part in their evening trips or not. But after a while something changed - especially due to an evening a few weeks ago when Law got roped into joining them it had gotten an entirely new meaning toward him if he was of the party.

- A few weeks ago-

"Oi, Captain, leave some rum for us too!" Dai, the cook of the Heart Pirates, watched as the surgeon let his mug be filled for the countless time.
Ban, who sat with him at the table and was like always rounded by a few beautiful ladies, laughed. "The Captain is drinking everyone of us under the table! But all the better, then he doesn't get one and I can please all the ladies."
The one he talked about looked vicious at him, once he took a decent swallow from his mug, but did not say a word.
"Don't forget, Pen and I are here too," came calmly from Wakame.
The blonde one looked at Penguin, who for a change was sitting together with Shachi at their table, but until now had drunk just a little and had not shown any big interest at the womanhood. "What's the matter with you? Did you team up with the captain today that you dump everyone too?"
The addressed one turned his glance, which was directed at Shachi till now as he had his tongue tied in a knot towards a beauty again, to the smoker. "Someone has to take care that no one of you in their drunken minds falls into the harbours basin."
Actually his concern was directed mainly at his younger friend, who had out of frustration about his futile clumsy flirtation one drink after the other too. He wanted to be halfway sober, when the other wanted to go totally drunk back to the ship.
"Hey, Sweety?!" The group at the table looked at their captain as yet again this evening a lady approached from behind and put her hands on his shoulders.
But everything Law did was pushing her hands away and continuing drinking.
"Pff, if you don't want…" She was obviously sulky and went over to the next table.
"This is not how you'll reach anything tonight. It's always hard to twist you around one's finger, but that hard?" Ban bow his head while a quite busty woman stroke through his hair.
"Have you looked what is touching you? I can't even drink enough to think she is pretty. In fact I thought even you had a better taste." Law said this prosaic as always and stayed completely unimpressed of the sudden consternation and the upcoming rage of the ladies around them, who listen to his words.
"What cheek!" cursed one.
"Arrogant bugger!" said another one disgusted.
And while Ban, Penguin and Wakame now tried to cool down the scared mob, that partially intended to charge at the surgeon, the captain continued drinking calmly as he had never said anything. Speaking out what was just going through his head in such situation without considering other persons was just like him.
Unexpected it was Shachi who suddenly clunk his mug on the table and sprang to his feet so his chair fell over, "That's my lot!"
With those words he moved apart from the group and stumbled under the confused eyes of his mates towards the exit. Penguin wanted to jump up and escort him. He could imagine that the younger was angry because their captain, who did not have to do anything to get women's attention and whom, if he wanted, did not cause this any problems, was so impolite towards the ladies. Maybe he took it as an unfairness, that he, Shachi, he would fulfill every woman's wish, scared every woman because of his awkward attitude and shyness and never had success due to this, while someone like Law treated them that badly.
"Let him be!" To Penguin's surprise it was Law, who said this and looked at him sharply out of the corner of his eyes, while Shachi already weaved out the door. "Or are you his nurse?"
The older one paused and looked down to his captain. "He is drunk. He won't find his way to his bunk alone."
The other laughed despicable into his mug. "A nanny after all."
Penguin wanted to reply something as Ban, who was rounded by four instead of two women now, after he had calmed them, stepped in once more.
"With respect to the ladies he is totally wrong," the blonde one smiled at the ladies, who immediately returned it, before he looked back at Penguin, "as far as it concerned Shachi I agree with him. Let the kid shift for himself. He won't become a man when you let him always cling to your coat-tails."
The other looked from him to the door. He knew what Ban meant. Shachi was really the nestling of the crew. Even the youngest of them, Shou, was a lot tougher as the auburn haired. After all Penguin knew Shachi since their childhood and knew that he was once even more fearful and reserved as it was by now the case.
"Really, Pen, leave him alone for now." Even Wakame apparently supported this position. Penguin sighed. He knew his friends were right and that he really should mother Shachi less. But it was not that easy for him as he was always worried about those who meant a lot to him. And his best friend was part of that category of persons above all. However he fell back onto his seat hoping that this was not the wrong decision. He looked back at his captain who let his mug be refilled again.
"He's drinking unusually much today. I have to agree with him that the women here are no eyecatcher, but outdrinking himself doesn't look like him. Maybe he is just frustrated, because he…" Penguin's grin became wide, still as he thought this through to the end.
Finally their captain was just a man with needs like every other man. Certainly compared to the rest of the crew he was much more particular in picking the women that he got involved with. And as a while had passed since they had left the last island and the attractivity of the ladies who were present was not good enough for his claims, in Penguin's opinion this could have been the reason for his behaviour, he did not want to refuse that there could be any other deeper and more serious reason though.
"Why are you grinning so silly?" The grin vanished immediately from Penguin's lips once his captain looked back at him suddenly and hissed these words.
He was really irritable at this evening.
"No reason." Both gave of themselves back to their drinks.
Temporarily it stayed quite, barring the usual noise level in the bar, until again another lady, who had not witnessed his harsh earlier words, came close to the pirate's leader.
As soon as she stroke lasciviously through his raven hair he stood up jerky and wordless. He left the confused lady behind while he quitted the locality as well, passing Bepo and taking his sword from him.
Penguin, who meanwhile also turned a lady down but in a more kind way just because he had no interest at the moment due to the woman did not appeal to him and his sorrow about Shachi's mood was in his head, gazed after him and stood up too.
"I go too. See you later." Ban and the remained crew did not pay attention to him anymore, since they were too busy with their new acquaintances, poker or their conversations and did not realize that he followed after Law.
"Oi, Captain," he shouted, hardly as he had left the building too, "wait!"
The addressed one had already a slight edge. And after all what he had drunk he walked not only fast but also very straight.
"Looks like he takes it very well, even though he has drunk overly much," Penguin reflected while in a fast pace he catched up to Law.
"What do you want?" An irritated growl was to hear from the other one, hardly when he walked beside him.
"To the ship? Like you too?" The slightly taller one tilted his head back.
There was no particular reason why he had followed him and now had catched up to him. He had not seen any reason for himself to stay a little while longer, especially when the worry about Shachi persecuted inside him.
"I see." Law still did not look at him.
And therefore they kept walking next to each other without saying anything. While Penguin chiefly thought about Shachi's current condition there were completely different things inside of Law's head.
"That was such a waste of time. If I had stayed at the ship I could have used the time more sensible. But really, one of them was uglier than the other. I really would have liked having sex tonight. I already left the last island without any just because I had to deal with other things." Only he knew what exactly he meant.
Actually he had the time right now where they still were on the first half of the Grandline, waiting for the 'right moment' as Law named it himself, to move to the New World. At least this was what everyone could think of. But also it looked like this on the surface the pirate from Northblue, whose bounty increased of fifty millions through several little incidents after they had left the Sabaody Archipel, was anything but aimless on the move and just sailing from island to the next one. But he did not mind if even his own crew thought that they were exactly doing this and only waiting for the 'right moment'. Law sighed.
Penguin, who did not have a clue how mighty right he was with his assumption regarding Law's bad mood, looked baffled at him from the side. "What's up?"
"That's got nothing to do with you!" Again a stubborn answer, while he changed his hand with which he was carrying his katana.
Penguin looked back ahead. "Yes, you're right."
The night was rather stuffy, which is why the older one fanned himself with his black top.
"Oh, it's just too hot today." The whole evening already he had not pulled up the top of his jumpsuit and instead just tied the sleeves around his hip, as he gladly prefered to do.
Even in the black thin sleeveless top it just became nasty, why he grabbed it and pulled it over his head, before he placed it above his shoulder.
Law observed him unobtrusively while they reached the docks and passed the ships. So unobtrusively that he did not notice himself how intensively he was looking at the naked upper body next to him. His eyes went slowly from Penguin's broad shoulders along his well-toned chest, past his ripped arms down to his well-defined abs. It was not like he never had seen him like this before. But now he could not remove his eyes from this view as there was nothing more handsome in the world.
Not until a few moments the doctor realized what he was doing and cuff himself in his mind, "What are you doing, Law? Did the women look that shitty, that you have to gaze at your own men? Or did you just drink too much?"
Anyway he could not prevent watching. It attracted him too much. So much that he did due to his drunken head not notice how he got closer and closer to the edge of the basin next to him
Penguin realized his gaze and looked at him, "Something's wrong?"
"No." In a rush Law avoided his glance.
A little bit too hastily, since at the same moment his right foot missed the solid underground they were walking on and stepped at nothing. He lost his balance. Rather than falling into the dark water, what would have been bad because of his devil powers, he fell just a second later a strong grip at his wrist, pulling him with a sturdy jerk away from the water and against something else.
Penguin's capacity of reaction had rescued him from the worst. Nevertheless Law's heart was racing due to the shock.
"Gosh, Captain, I didn't want to go for a swim anymore." Penguin's voice was close - too close.
And what confused Law even more, as he had recovered from the major fright, was the heartbeat which he could hear beside his own. Suddenly he felt warm too. It did not take much time until he realized in which situation he was.
Rapidly he pushed himself away from Penguin's chest, loosened the strong grip of the arms, which had surrounded him, turned away, closed his hand tight around his sword and spoke in furios way, "If you need someone to cling on get one of the sluts from the bar!"
Without giving thanks that the other one has saved his life the moment before, Law continued on his way across the slim jetty, paying attention not to step again beside the ground.
Penguin gazed confused after him. He did not understand the reaction of his captain, since according to him he had not done anything wrong, but rather saved him from making acquaintance with the water. Well, maybe he came very close to him, when he suddenly had pulled him tight to his body, however why did he react so annoyed again? What had he expected at this moment considering Law's already bad mood?
"No need." He briefly rolled his eyes, which the other one could not see any more, and followed Law onto the deck of the yellow ship.
Irritated, because the older was still following him and also due to his own response to what just had happened, the captain of the Heart Pirates looked back over his shoulder angrily.
"Stop following me. Don't you have anything better to do?" He let out his whole anger at Penguin, even though he had not done anything to justify such a treatment, as Law was aware of.
He went through the big steel door, which led inside the submarine, on the way to his own cabin. Bad tempered by this whole evening, which was a total failure, he wanted only one thing. Disappearing into his own four walls, slamming the door loudly and launching himself onto his bed. In fact before he had thought about getting a little relief, but he knew that this would not give him true satisfaction, and so he discarded this thought.
"I'm sorry, but we have the same way as you know." Penguin did not get around it to doubt Law's logical reasoning, but blamed it on the heavy alcohol intake of the younger one, after all he knew his captain very well. And he was truly not stupid - just the contrary.
Feeling caught the other one bounded his gaze forward again and walked along the corridor silently whereby he could hear Penguin's steps close behind him on the metal floor. How could such a fallacy happen to him? Penguin's bare presence confused him and he was not able to explain himself why. But as he did not want to confess that the other's body attracted him, he blamed his drunkenness for that. In this condition the awareness simply changed, although this did not work with the women at the bar.
"And maybe it is better if I keep an eye on you and make sure that you'll find the way into your bed and don't stray into harbour's basin yet again." The amused undertone in Penguin's words was clearly distinguishable and also there was a smirk on his lips that betrayed him.
He had fun seeing that galore alcohol obviously showed its effect at the otherwise so clear-headed doctor as well.
Law gnashed his teeth. He did not like how his crewmate was just talking to him, as in his opinion he did not need any help and could manage it on his own.
"Better watch your mouth when talking to your captain, unless you don't want to spend the night in individual parts outside! I don't have any problems finding the way to my room without you."
Even those sharp words did not scare Penguin off, since he was used to such threat of the younger. And even though in the past Law had walked the talk by using his devil power at his own crew and therefore at him, Penguin, too, he was not intimidated by those words. He just knew the doctor would never ever harm any of his own crew. After all this time, that they had spent together at sea, he thought he could estimate him.
"Better I'll assure myself of it." His captain could do what he want: Penguin was not easy to shake off.
Sure, he was still worried about his best friend and wanted to look after his current condition, but he did not consider it bad if he had to wait for him for some more minutes. Probably, that was what Penguin thought, Shachi was already fallen asleep tearfully.
"Knock yourself out!" Law was sick of continuing this discussion, surrendered and hoped that the other one would leave him alone as soon as they arrived at his cabin. If there was something Penguin was really good at it was being stubborn as he had proven right now.
He still followed his captain through the corridor, past the rooms to their left and right, and kept watching the younger from behind. Without realizing himself he inspected him from top to bottom, especially how his hips were moving with every step. Again smirking he stroke through his hair and gave himself a warning in his mind that he maybe had drunk too much as well.
After what felt like an eternity, at least towards Law, he approached the cabin, tear opened the door and accessed, but did not notice that Penguin took the liberty of entering the room as well and closing the door behind him.
"So, I'm here. Are you satisfied?" Without turning around to the other person, who he assumed was standing by the door, he said these words mockingly and put his katana back in its place in the edge of the room.
"I'm only satisfied when you're lying in the bed and sleeping." Before, he decided to do, Penguin would not leave the room.
Who knew where else his captain would go in the current condition he was in as long as he would leave him alone. He wanted to play it safe, even if he behaved like Law's mother.
"I'm waiting, Captain." Crossing his arms before his chest the older one stood in the middle of the room, in his glance was something serious and this was reflected in his whole figure.
Suddenly the doctor turned around to him, looked angry at him and nearly shouted towards him, "Are you kidding me? Get out! Play the nurse for Shachi, but not for me!"
However to his own wonder Law did not approach him and kicked him upright out of the room. Instead his legs carried him to bed, where he sat down and gave Penguin a dirty look. He did not know why he was so merciful with him, even though he did not want him here.
Penguin resisted his captain's gaze, waiting that he would lay down. But again he did not know what was inside of the other's head while he looked at him now silently and a little stubborn.
"Maybe you should undress. Or do you like to sleep sitting?" The older still observed him and move some steps towards him, but stopped one meter in front of him.
And his opposite did not look away either. Again he started inspecting the other one closely: Every single muscle, that was showing at Penguin's body through his hard sparring. Why did it fascinate him that much and why did it attract him so badly? Why did it even arouse him? Was it just the alcohol? He already had seen him at the showers or if it was too hot and Penguin therefore wandered topless on board like most of the them did in this case. And it never generated anything inside of him. But why now? Why did he suddenly feel hot and cold at the same time when looking at him? It had to be the alcohol that controlled his feelings and thoughts - his thoughts which were drifting closer and closer in one direction.
Since Law only stared instead of starting to undress himself, Penguin came even closer. "Are you thinking how you undress yourself?"
In his eyes it seemed as if his captain could not handle the easiest things. He had to admit that he was wrong about this one point, when Law dumbly, but still with a shady look on his face grabbed the hem of his pullover, pulled it over his head and let it fall to the floor. The older one looked at the garment, wondered slightly that Law in this condition did not seem to care about his beloved order in the room. And yet he did not realize how the other's view lingered back again on him and this time it was fixed to his crotch.
Law looked at the white fabric of the jumpsuit behind which something was showing. Since he already had seen Penguin like the rest of the crew naked when they had met at the showers, he knew that he was well hung.
"I wonder how big it can be?" the doctor asked himself not realizing that something was stirring in his own jeans, "And how would it feel to have it inside?"
He continued starring. The alcohol affected his thoughts more and more, which caused an increasing strong desire - a desire for sex with the man in front of him.
Suddenly Law had to realize, that the alcohol had not even his thoughts in a tight grip, but also started to control his big mouth, because he uttered the following, "Did you ever have sex with a man?"
Penguin's confident expression made way for an unbelieving one, as he thought he had misheard. He looked back confused from the sweater into Law's face.