So I managed to get another chapter out this weekend! Woot~ It really surprised me when I checked the word count and all the chapters are REALLY similar in length. That is not intentional, by any means.
More revelations of the new author~ Well, I noticed that I haven't been putting disclaimers up. I guess I'll start doing that. One piece belongs to Oda, and Rapunzel... I have many people to credit for that. I have no idea who the doujinka is, but thanks to LaraLuvKakashi I know that it was amaitsumi who translated it on tumblr, also I have a source from 10th Squad 3rd Seat that Dark Honey is involved somehow? Anyways, creds.
10th Squad 3rd Seat- haha short but sweet. and so true... the feels are coming XD idk if I do them well in this chapter, but I tried, nonetheless!
Traffy- thanks so much! I couldn't stop smiling for a reaaallyyy long time after I read your review. GAAAAAHHH IDK HOW TO RESPONDDDD!
Law sat at his desk, studying. He was taking notes on the different diseases one could contract from being in contact with someone else's blood. He knew that Doflamingo fought people, sometimes he came home with injuries. Law helped him on those occasions, but the boy had never known what to do if the blood of another entered Doflamingo's system. According to this book, there wasn't really anything he could do. Still, he could brief himself on the diseases his Captain could contract.
Law was studying by lamplight. The late evening already showed the first stars of night, and for Law, all was silent save for the scritching of his quill.
"Yo, Trafalgar there?" A small foot clad in an equally small boot kicked against the bars of Law's window. The face of the red-haired boy appeared as he knelt down by the window. "Ah, There you are." Law regarded the boy with an apathetic interest. He wondered why the boy kept coming to see him.
Seeing Trafalgar's expression, or better, his lack thereof, Kidd questioned, "What?" Looking closer at Trafalgar, Kidd noticed that his face looked even gaunter than before. It could have been the candlelight, but he commented nonetheless, "You look worse than the last time." Trafalgar's brows furrowed into a hostile and suspicious expression. Kidd inquired, apologetically, "Are you angry? Am I being a nuisance? A burden?"
When his questions weren't rewarded with answers, Kidd assumed that the matter was closed and continued on with conversation. He placed his right foot on the window sill, bent down over it, and asked, "Hey, what should I do with this?"
Law saw that blood was running freely down the boy's leg. Not in the mood to patronize the kid, he said, "Didn't you say that licking it is good enough?"
"But the last time you helped me, it healed in just three days." Sighing gently, Law closed his book and put it to the side.
"Alright, I'll look at it…" The sooner he fixed up the boy's leg, the sooner he would leave, after all.
The boy's face split into a wide smile. "Really? I really owe you one!"
"Then do me a favor. Could you take care of yourself more?" Law examined the boy's leg. Aside from the bleeding scrapes, the boy had scars all over him. Now recalling, Law had seen more of his cuts and bruises when he had first treated the boy. Plus, he always seemed to have some new abrasion on his face or arms when he saw him.
The boy looked at law, eyes narrowed and confused. "You're just so reckless." Law clarified.
"But I have you. With a doctor, it doesn't really matter if I get injured."
"That's just irresponsible. Oh well, it's good that you're an active kid."
The boy bristled and brandished his fist. "I'm not a kid! I'm 13!"
"Don't shout. I'm going to wash it with antiseptic so it'll hurt. Try to bear with it." Kidd watched with interest as Trafalgar removed the gauze that had been soaking up the blood. The older boy trailed his hand down Kidd's leg to rest on the sole of his foot. Kidd stiffened. It tickled, but he would never admit that to the older boy. "Okay?" Trafalgar prompted him. Kidd nodded nondescriptly.
Trafalgar took a cotton ball and wetted it with the antiseptic. Gently, he began washing the wound. Kidd watched him work, and a question rose in his mind. "Trafalgar?"
"What?" Trafalgar finished washing Kidd's wound and started to bandage it.
"Are you Doflamingo's subordinate?"
"Not really."
"Servant?"
Releasing the boy's leg, Law reached out to the boy, offering him a candy. "Don't speak of me so badly."
Kidd took the candy and watched Trafalgar as the older boy looked down, his grey eyes cloudy with some emotion Kidd couldn't identify. "How should I put it… his successor?" The corner of his mouth twitched, as if he, himself, scoffed at the idea. "I don't really know myself."
Law was pushed down onto his bed, ass raised high in the air as Doflamingo used him. The man held one of Law's ankles in his hand; the boy's body was so small compared to his that he needed to raise Law's body to meet his hips. Law cried out, again and again, moaning and begging for him to stop. It hurt so much. Doflamingo was too big for Law's body. The places on Law's body where the man had bitten, licked, and sucked all burned. His wrists throbbed from the unseen strings that had held him. Doflamingo always released them only when Law was no longer able to resist save his weak pleas. His entire body was incredibly sensitized, and every touch was like fire for the boy. The fingers pressing into his shoulder, the enormous cock ramming into his abused hole, the hot breath on the back of his neck. Tears flowed freely from Law's eyes as he was thrust into harshly.
"I… ah… can't… AAH! … Stop!" One of Doflamingo's arms circled Law's slim waist, pulling the boy closer to him. Law rested his hand over the man's much larger one, shaking. He twitched in pleasure as the hand began pinching and twisting his nipple. He moaned loudly, overcome with so many sensations. Doflamingo's other hand wrapped around Law's face, forcing his fingers into Law's mouth, effectively impeding any attempts at coherent speech…
Law woke the next morning as sunlight passed over his eyes. Turning his head, he discovered, as he expected, than the other side of his bed was empty. Doflamingo almost never stayed the night, not when they did it in Law's room. If, perchance, he did stay, he always left before Law awoke. Law reached out to the empty space where Doflamingo must have laid. It was cold.
Law sat up, feeling the twinge of pain he always felt after nights with Doflamingo. Because of his blackout, he was still completely naked. Pulling the sheet farther up his arms, Law thought to himself that he should wash up. He heard a pair of footsteps approaching, and Law wondered whether it was Vergo. If so, Law thought, he should call out to him, to request a venture to the shower room. As if on cue, a pair of legs appeared in Law's window.
"Yo, Trafalgar there?" Law froze. It wasn't Vergo, but that boy again. "You're there, right?" The boy was smiling, eyes bright. Law stared at the boy, shocked. He was the last person Law wanted seeing him at that moment. It his compromised situation, covered in hickeys and bite marks from the night before. Hurriedly, he pulled the sheet over his shoulders.
"Now's not a good time. Why don't you go back?" Law was relieved that his voice remained unshaken. Please leave! He mentally urged the boy. Unfortunately, the redhead seemed obtuse to Law's implied wish for solitude. The boy pushed his forehead against the bars insistently.
"Hostile as always. Just a while will do. I got something for you."
Law started to move towards the edge of the bed. He wanted the boy to leave as soon as possible, and his presence was making Law restless. "Next time."
"Why not take it now?"
"I don't need it."
"That's mean…" The boy paused as he heard Law collapse from the bed onto the floor. Law was raw from the night before, and his lower back needed more rest before it could support him normally. He should have predicted that he wouldn't be able to stand right away, but the boy's presence had unnerved him to a point where, apparently, cohesive thought and reasoning didn't function as usual. It wounded his pride, being so obviously weak in front of the younger boy. Like a wounded animal, Law felt himself being cornered, and he feared that he would lash out at any moment. Please! Leave!
"Whoa, you fell! Are you okay? Are you sick?" The boy questioned, more gently than before, his tone wavering.
"No… please leave. Now's really not a good time…" Law pulled himself up to kneel beside the bed. He quickly pushed his arms through the dress shirt he had retrieved from the floor, wishing more than ever that the boy would just leave him in peace.
"Uuh…" Law exclaimed quietly. He reached down to his behind and shuddered as he felt a cold, slimy liquid slide down his legs. Doflamingo must have came inside him, and now the white liquid was leaking back out.
"At least come over here for a while. I wanna see you."
Law froze at the boy's words, his eyes wide. It was the final straw for Law, he couldn't take anymore emotional stress that morning. He turned towards the window, eyes wide and face alight with desperation.
"LEAVE!" He shouted.
The boy sat outside the window, mouth slightly ajar, surprised by Law's outburst. Without another word, he rose and walked away.
Law felt his face contort with remorse and shame, and felt tears rising again to his still red, swollen eyes. Letting his face fall onto the bed, he knelt as if in prayer.
"Damn it…!"
TBC
So, idk if it confused any of you, but I tried to switch perspectives in this chapter a lot. For clarification, because I'm going to keep doing this, Kidd calls Law 'Trafalgar,' whereas when Law's narrating, I just use 'Law' to address him. So that's how you know whether it's Kidd or Law's POV!
Also, this was my first time writing anything lemon-y (well, I guess the last chapter counts too, eh?) Either way, sorry if it's awkward!
Review? Maybe? I'll probably update next week, since I have more time to write on the weekends :)
