A/N: Disturbing chapter, mature content, blood, gore, sexy, all of the above. Beware.
Chapter 2: Taste
Fuzzy images of his dimly lit surroundings slowly became clearer. Turning his head slowly to the side, he understood that there was a lamp on a nightstand. A nightstand? It was…beside the bed he currently lay on. Realization and fear skittered behind his dazed slate grey eyes, as he immediately tried to sit upright but to no avail. His chest ached with exhaustion, and numbness around a few of the deeper wounds he wore. What? Law took a look at his arms and legs and understood that he was tied with multitudes of string to the headboard and backboard of the bed. As he moved his neck to take that look, he felt immense discomfort. Something was clamped around his neck, something cold, something metal. A collar? It made him feel weak, the same dull sensations the sea prism provided him earlier. Biting his lower lip out of sheer anxiety, he knew well that this was the worst possible situation he was ever in. Just…if only the damned sea prism collar wasn't in the equation, maybe he could manage a Room within another twenty minutes of rest. His head injury made it hard to formulate any Room in the current state.
Where exactly was he? It seemed like he was still in a part of the large castle, perhaps a secret chamber somewhere? The castle of a king always had a few trap rooms and secret ones, passages—all littered about in the most unruly of places. Doflamingo was nowhere to be seen, and all Law could do was lay there completely helpless. Damn it all. How long had he been passed out anyway? Judging by the dried blood he felt on his face, it must have been awhile now…He hoped Luffy and the others could somehow pull through and make it to the castle…It was terrible, not knowing the current situations happening outside the walls. There must have been immense battles, no doubt about it. Just…who was winning? Was anyone hurt? Not being able to help his friends in a time such as this was the most unfortunate. Closing his eyes wearily, he flexed his hands by curling and uncurling his fingers a few times. Time drifted by ever so slowly, and being stuck in that position made it seem like no time was passing at all.
Eventually, the door on the opposite wall of the room creaked open, a very audible and formidable laugh along with it. "I was right to check on you, you're awake." Doffy grinned with an unnerving, dangerous calm. Shutting and bolting the door behind him, he approached Law's bedside and ran his hand along the younger's chest. "My, my, you must be very sore," came a soft croon as he felt Law slightly shudder at the touch.
"Just kill me already," came a grave murmur, the dark-haired male having none of this toxic bullshit whatsoever.
A guttural laugh escaped Doffy's lips as he pressed his palm to his forehead. "We have yet to play those games, Law…" and with that being said, he leapt onto the bed and straddled Law. The immense weight of the larger, muscular male caused Law extreme discomfort. He breathed raggedly for a few moments, his lips parted and eyes furrowed—a deathwish for Doflamingo reflecting in his pupils. Just what kind of dumbass games did Doflamingo want to play? The man had already destroyed everything for Law, and he wanted nothing more than to end him one way or the other. "This is how a majority of the game will be going…" Placing a hand on Law's right side, he rubbed it smoothly. It was as if he were calming his prey into submission before the inevitable kill. Law knew it was pointless to say anything to get the man off of him, and all he could do was barely focus on what was happening especially with the impressive pressure on his pelvis from the man's weight.
"Fuck!" Law's eyes rolled off to the side and his chest jolted from the initial shock of the blow. Doffy had stabbed one thick string into his lower right side. The string went straight through Law's skin and through the other side—into the bed and then the floor. The power of the thrust caused Law's breathing to quicken, his legs and arms writhing in their binds. Although at the edge of the body and missing everything important inside, it still caused Law immense pain due to the thickness of the string—he clenched his teeth together with sheer disgust and irritation, the reaction priceless to Doffy.
"Oh did I not let you defend yourself, Law? I forgot to explain the other half of the game…" Placing one of his hands on Law's pectorals, he slowly grazed over his perked nipple and then clasped his hand around the male's neck. "I'll do you a favor and remove this little trinket." Unbuckling the sea prism collar, Doffy tossed it aside and rubbed the side of Law's neck, gradually leaning forward to Law's face in the process, his lips now beside the pirate's ear. "You'd best start defending yourself," came a husky whisper as he licked the shell of the Law's ear, "before you start losing body parts…hmm?" The flamingo licked Law's cheekbone slowly.
Law turned his face to the side to avoid as much contact with the man's tongue as possible, his wound gaping in protest in the process. Doflamingo's husky voice vibrating in his ear was more than enough to make him feel like vomiting his intestines out. Was he kidding? No, he truly was the goddamn JOKER. Doflamingo was dead serious about him using his power to defend himself…it was a sick joke. All of this was so utterly and unimaginably wrong. "Nh, you're sick…" came a soft, raspy murmur from Law—his world tearing apart thanks to the terrible predicament he was in. Hearing that raspy response riled something up inside Doflamingo, because the next second the man immediately clamped his teeth onto Law's neck. "Hhn-h," Law felt a rough tongue on his neck as it was being violently suckled and bit by his captor, "you're full of shit!" Law shrugged one of his shoulders upward in defense trying to loosen the man's hold of his neck, and it somewhat worked. Doflamingo retreated after leaving a nasty mark or two on the younger's neck. Only Doffy could make Law lose his composure in an instant, just like that…
Lips curling into a demonic smile, Doflamingo warned one final time. "Defend yourself, Law."
Eyes widening at realization, Law knew he had to focus real time in order to not die—though that sounded tempting in this situation anyway. Doffy removed a knife from the back buckle of his leather belt, and dragged it along the male's exposed navel before him. His slow movement suddenly ceased, as he moved to dive the dagger straight into Law's heart. Instantly, Law summoned a small room over his heart, protecting the contents within as the knife slid out and phased nothing in the process. Room disappearing as quickly as it came; the dark-haired male fought back bile in the back of his throat. Doffy seemed to have approved, and began to unleash quicker attacks. The third caught Law off guard, his timing inaccurate since Doffy began stepping up his game. His upper arm had been sliced deeply, followed by his upper pectoral. "This game is fantastic, Law!" Doflamingo yelled, clearly excited over his power to abuse his little bitch.
Law produced a few several more small rooms—but he was getting sloppier and sloppier. Energy was forcedly drained from his body, and he began breathing very heavily. Soft beads of sweat began tracing along the contours of his chest, even down the sides of his temples. Heaving softly, it was to Law's further terror that Doffy was about to land another blow—the knife went straight to his belly button. "R-room," came a faint whisper, his fingers twitching at the final summon, just barely saving his intestines from demise from the dagger that Doffy held. The light blue field of safety soon dissipated, invisible cracks fading back into the air. "Mmhh…" Law panted, blood beginning to seep from his nose due to the abuse of his power. His vision starting to black out once again…and then his eyes rolled shut.
Doflamingo grunted in disapproval. He was only getting started. "Tsk, tsk…Law. You're not allowed to fall asleep yet." Doflamingo gripped the younger male's hair and shook him. Law opened his eyes very slowly, barely acknowledging whatever the hell it was Doffy was saying. "Perhaps you need a little pleasure to distract you from all of the pain you're feeling?" Doflamingo knew well Law was disgusted by the idea of being touched in such a way by him…but to work his body and mind in such a torturous way, he couldn't help it. Grin never dissipating from the blonde's face; he began unbuttoning the front of Law's jeans.
Extremely exhausted, the younger male lay bound on the bed not even really registering what Doflamingo was doing. It was when he heard the sharp sound of a zipper; he perked up a bit more out of confusion. "What are you…" came a dry murmur from Law's lips. Suddenly he felt his jeans being yanked down to his thighs, his boxer-briefs down along with it. A warm, powerful hand took hold of Law's pride and joy. It was immediately kneaded and worked with a ferociously powerful hold. "Holy," Law bit his lip and was far more awake than he was a few moments ago, "Mhh, stop…" came a husky, grave response as Doflamingo savored every moment of it. He was immensely overjoyed seeing Law cause himself so much pain—the thick rope-string still pinning his torso down to the bed. Any movement would agitate the stab even further. And heaven almighty was Law squirming with urgency…blood began pooling beneath the pirate ever so slowly. His other wounds included.
"Look at how aroused you are, you naughty little pirate…our game seems to mean more to you than I thought." Doflamingo was sporting a raging hard on himself, and he knew all too well that he wanted to take Law right then and there. He wanted to pillage him completely and force Law to take his complete and full length. He wanted to cause the other ultimate misery and be his complete undoing. He wanted to fuck Law with his full force and strength—he wanted to see what level of undoing that would bring Law to. Never before was he interested in doing so to a dainty woman, he wanted to have his sexual partners to a bit more challenging, more enduring. None of them ever were…but Law? This was far too exciting. He would make every bit of it last until he completely broke the other.
Working Law's private region relentlessly, he massaged the tip with his thumb and spit on it. The cold saliva making contact with his swollen and sensitive skin caused Law to shudder in disdain. He moaned softly, his head and torso aching immensely as he craned his abdomen to the side in avoidance. Law tried moving his legs, but under the man's excessive weight it was nearly impossible in this weakened state. "Hhn…" Law shut his eyes as he was being thoroughly manhandled and molested. Doflamingo noticed pre cum beginning to ooze out of Law's member…so he stopped jerking the swollen skin completely.
Law gasped for breath, wishing he could just release himself completely already…so it would all be over. This was so damned embarrassing…disgusting. Heat flushed over the dark-haired male's cheeks. Being displayed in such a obscene manner in front of the man he hated most in this world…It just…was killing him. Refusing to look at what the hell Doflamingo was doing, Law quietly waited, his jagged breaths the only sounds audible in the room. Doffy wanted to play the goddamn waiting game now eh? Law would endure everything as much as possible…even though it was definitely killing him. The burning sensation he felt rushing through his fully erect member was hard to bear any longer. There had to be a way out of this mess…just somehow. Thoughts of Corazon filled his mind, and he wanted nothing more than to rightfully avenge him. Law felt his eyes sting, and suddenly blood lurched from his lips from an overly dry cough. The moment this happened, Doflamingo caught Law's member in a death grip—fingernails nearly piercing the sensitive skin. Law fought back a shocked groan by biting his bloodstained lip. "I can tell how badly you want to cum…tell me how much you want it, Law." Doflamingo seethed the words out with a blackness uncanny, and all Law could manage was a simple shake of his head.
"Fuck yourself," he retorted shakily.
Those two words made Doffy oh so very agitated. Veins popped along his forehead out of anger as his grip tightened around Law's aching member. Law's thighs quivered uneasily. It took every fiber of Doffy's being to hold back on fucking Law until his body bled out dry…The way Law looked right now was overly exciting him as it was…Those disheveled dark, sweat-stained locks were unfurled about in all directions, and the bruises, cuts, and sweat…and oh how the way he was still bound and stabbed with rope to the bed. Stroking Law a few hard times, he removed his hand once more and leaned forward. Doffy pressed his large frame of a chest over Law's, the weight now shifting onto Law's torso. Law, sweating, groaned aloud against his will as Doffy pinned him so effortlessly. Pressing his clothed member against Law's naked one, Doflamingo wasted no time to force his lips onto Law's once more. The younger male was so worn from struggling out of the tight shackles of string on his wrists and ankles that every muscle felt nonexistent at this point. Grinding against Law vigorously, Doflamingo continued kissing and tonguing Law's blood infused lips insides. He would wait awhile longer before he fucked Law senseless. He wanted to keep playing. He wanted to condition the other. Law was so disturbed, how on earth was Doflamingo…actually getting off on all this? The intrusive bulge against his swollen skin was unbearable.
Doflamingo tasted his blood. It was so metallic tasting; it was so very sexy tasting. Doflamingo practically licked his lips and tongue clean of it. Breaking this kiss momentarily, he asked once more—"Do you want to cum?" his hand snaked down to grip Law's strained member once more, causing Law to shudder again.
Law felt like he could faint at any moment…so he held onto his anger, not his immense arousal, "Never in the seven hells would I want you to…hhn…" he breathed so very unevenly against Doflamingo's lips as he was now being stroked gently, "…make me."
Oh how alluringly arousing the retort was…"Make me, you say?" came a manipulative twist of words from the larger man. Without saying more, Doffy sat up once more and began working Law vigorously. He pumped him roughly, almost violently—causing Law to make such primal, weak sounds given his state. Doflamingo's piercing gaze beneath shades never left the desparate expression Law's face currently embodied. Soon, he began ejaculating uncontrollably and Doflamingo let it all spill over Law's navel and chest purposefully. Law's healthy member now lay snug and limp against his navel, twitching slightly from pain and pleasure both.
With curled toes and hands bunched in fists, Law's eyes rolled back and shut—his mind and body blown so hard he was left winded. He had bit his lower lip so hard it started bleeding once more…yet he rolled his eyes open again and gazed blurredly down at his chest. It was littered in red, white, black and pink. "Aw, Law…you look so cute." Admiring his handiwork on Law, he pulled the younger's jeans down a few inches further. Spreading apart Law's legs, he lowered his head and decided to take a few tastes of his thighs. He sucked on Law's inner thigh, letting his tongue wander the currently unmarked territory. In Doffy's head, he contemplated what games he would play next with the other as he tested the untouched territory. His territory. With those dark thoughts in mind, he bit deeply into the soft skin he now craved.
Just when he thought that he couldn't bear anything more, he felt a painful pressure being applied to a very intimate location. One last weak sound escaped his lips. When the pressure of the bone white teeth clamped down even harder, Law's leg shook weakly as he lifted his eyes to the ceiling...He passed out once more with only a few faint breaths left behind.
Doffy certainly wanted to punish the bratty pirate even further, especially after being so defiant. Soon enough, Law would be begging to be fucked by his tormentor…Doffy finally restrained himself from further molesting the now unconscious pirate before him, and stepped off of the other. With a simple flick of his hand, all of the string binds removed themselves from Law's body, even the one that was stabbed straight through his skin. Blood began pooling at a faster pace due to the hasty removal of the thick rope string Doflamingo created. Pulling up Law's pants, he zipped and buttoned him up once more. If he wanted Law to last longer…he'd have to have his wounds tended for the most part. Perhaps even drug him so he wouldn't be able to use his devil fruit powers. Well…that was what sea stone prism was for regardless. Doflamingo proceeded to clean up Law minimally; just enough so he wouldn't bleed to death. As he went through the motions, he began constructing new ideas in his head. The options of what to do with Law were endless..oh so very endless. Time was running out here at Dressrosa…and all of Doffy's plans were already set in motion. He was going to take Law and leave the city undisturbed, unscathed, and untraced.
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