"He won't leave me alone, and he won't get the hell out of my apartment. It's been three days. Damn bastard can break in even when I'm not there." Kid complained as he moodily pushed his food around his plate with a fork. He'd decided to meet up with Killer at a restaurant for lunch before they both had to get back to work.

"You probably shouldn't have given him a ride in the first place, if you didn't even know who he was." Killer jabbed his own fork in Kid's direction. "And you shouldn't have been driving in the first place if you were as drunk as you're describing. You should have given me a call. We could have left your car and gotten it in the morning. You know better than to drive drunk after what happened."

Kid pretended to not hear the last little bit. What his friend was hinting at was merely an unpleasant reminder of something the red haired mechanic was still trying to forget. That the event had occurred two years ago was another reason Kid chose to ignore the comment.

"Just tell him directly to get out of your place and to stay away." Killer said with a light sigh, the blond clearly noting that the other man wasn't going to speak about the drunken driving topic. So Killer moved on to the more relevant one. "If you keep letting this man do as he likes, you'll have a harder time getting him to leave you alone."

Kid was about to respond when his pocket beeped, indicating he'd received a text message. Frowning, the red haired mechanic fished the cell phone out of a pocket. When Kid saw the text and who it was from, he scowled at the screen and the relatively harmless words that were there.

Who's your friend?

"What is it?" Killer asked, even though he was getting back to his meal.

"The fucker I'm trying to get to leave me alone." Kid snarled irritably as he poked the phone a few times and then held it up to his ear.

"I really don't think that's going to help make that man leave you alone if you end up talking to him, Kid." Killer pointed out.

"How the hell did you even get my number, you asshole?" Kid griped, ignoring his friend when Law picked up the call.

'Hello to you as well, Mr. Eustass.' Law's voice was light and pleasant. 'You didn't answer my text, you know.'

"He's just a friend from work." Kid grumped at the phone. "Now fuck off and leave me alone."

'You know that I can't do that.' Law said in reply, not sounding nearly as pleasant as his voice went to a colder, distant tone.'Although it is something that I can't discuss over the phone.'

"I doubt that." Kid said with a derisive snort. "It's not my problem, anyway, so you'd better stay the hell away and not be in my damn apartment when I get home."

'But Mr. Eustass, itisyour problem.' Law's voice had become biting and sarcastic before the phone went dead.

"See?" Kid waved his phone at Killer before he pocketed it. "Bastard won't listen to me."

"Call the cops then." Killer suggested as he left some money on the table and rose. "I need to get back to work, as do you. That machine part for the motorcycle hasn't come in yet. I want to go make sure that those teenage punks from before don't run off with it if it gets to the shop and neither of us are there."

"Like you weren't a punk teenager once?" Kid asked with a laugh. What his friend said before that caught up to the red haired mechanic and Kid glowered at Killer. "I can handle the guy myself. Besides, it isn't like the cops would be fallin' over themselves to help me."

"And why would that be?" Killer asked as he got out of the booth.

"Never mind." Kid said evasively. Damn, he hadn't meant to bring that up, as his little run in with the cops a few weeks before was something Kid wasn't about to share with Killer. The red head saw a look cross his friend's face, and stilled when he noticed that Killer was peering at him through his bangs with a scrutinizing gaze. Kid tensed defensively. "Really, it's nothing. I thought you were gonna go make sure our shit at the shop isn't gonna be stolen?"

"Are you sure you can handle things if you can't call the cops?" Killer ventured after a moment.

"I said I could take care of it." Kid grumbled irritably. "You worry too much."

"Says the person who had to be bailed out that one time when you got drunk underage?" The comment was said smoothly as Killer started to head for the door. "And weren't you the one who wanted 'space'? When you got that one bedroom apartment?"

"I was not." Kid insisted as he started to rise. "And you would want more space too if it was a party over at the house every damn day."

"Heat and Wire don't party when you're not around. You're the one who wanted to have those parties, so the house is silent as can be when you're not around."

Kid bristled; he was so not the only one who liked a good party. That was a damn lie. He just wanted to live closer to the shop and not have to drive all the time to get to it like Killer did. The red head cursed when he saw that Killer was already to the front door of the restaurant, and decided he needed to catch up with his friend. They did work in the same place, after all. Besides, the red haired mechanic didn't fancy walking to the shop after eating.

"Sir, your bill."

"Fuck. Killer, I need some-" Kid paused when he realized that the waiter had already walked off with the money. Dammit. It just figured that Killer would have figured out the tip as well. Now he owed Killer money, and Kid still had an unwanted and infuriatingly sarcastic presence in his apartment.

His day just couldn't get any worse, could it?

Kid was wrong.

It did.

-x-

Kid returned home later that night after roughing up some punks trying to steal his shit from the shop. If that didn't get the bastards to keep the hell away, Kid would get more aggressive despite the fact that Killer told him it wasn't a good idea. The red head was already riled up from a good fist fight, so when Kid entered his apartment and found Law still there, it didn't do anything to improve his mood. The red haired mechanic's hands subconsciously clenched as if considering the likelihood of Law withstanding a brief fist fight. It seemed like the doctor didn't take too well to being ordered around and to show just how much he didn't care to follow Kid's demands, the son of a bitch was cooking something for dinner.

The dark haired doctor spared Kid the briefest of glances before he gave a little nod of acknowledgment and turned back to focus on his cooking. "Dinner will be done soon." Law side stepped Kid's attempt to seize him and retaliated with a swat to the hand with the ladle he held. "I'm not leaving; stop trying to get me to."

"You're not staying here anymore. Not for any amount of time." Kid tensed when Law got close to him, before the red head immediately became indignant when Law reached out with his free hand to lightly trace his jaw. The doctor was also wearing a smirk, and that meant that what was about to come out of his mouth Kid wouldn't like.

"But how ever am I going to get to sleep tonight without someone to keep me warm in bed?" Law teased as he trailed his fingertips along.

"You won't be anywhere near me tonight. You'll be out the door and gone." Kid returned with a sneer as he reached up and swatted Law's hand away none too gently. The red head had locked the door to his bedroom the previous two nights, and would continue to do so until he got Law the hell out of his apartment and his life.

Law went back over to the stove to check on the food. "We can talk after we eat."

"Like fuck we are-" Kid rounded the corner of the counter to go after Law, only to find himself with a gun beneath his chin, and Law giving him an icy look. "Shit."

The red head sure as hell recognized the gun when Law had flashed it in his hand, because it was Kid's. It was the mechanic's own fucking handgun and it was being used against him.

Son of a bitch.

Kid went quiet when the gun pressed against his skin, but he didn't lose the glare he had on Law, his head angled down a bit to give it a better effect. Though the effectiveness of the glare was lost for the most part because of the way the dark haired man held the upper hand at the moment.

"I think that we can be civil about this, can't we?" Law gently tapped the muzzle of the gun beneath Kid's chin as a fleeting smile crossed the doctor's lips. "Now, would you be so kind as to set the table?" Law stepped back, taking the gun with him as he gave the other man a meaningful look.

Kid was tempted to go for the gun but with a silent snarl, he turned away and went to do as asked. He didn't want a bullet to the brain, and besides, it was a bit unnerving that Law was so comfortable with a gun.

-x-

As soon as dinner was over with, Kid thought it would be the most opportune time to get Law the hell out of his apartment. He'd been too aggravated about the whole situation the past two nights to bother doing anything about it, but now, he had had enough. The whole gun thing was what sent him over the edge. Most unfortunately, Law had decided to perch on his bed that night and refused to move and even dared to stretch himself out on the bed in the most provocative way imaginable.

Had the red haired man actually been interested, he would have jumped the smug bastard. But since Law's sarcasm and earlier threat pissed Kid off, fucking was off the menu. Kid also happened to be full from dinner and not inclined to do any heavy lifting of another person. As such, he decided the best course of action was to go get some rest on the couch until he felt that he could effectively boot Law out.

Kid had only meant to rest his eyes and wait for the sound of Law leaving his room, but of course, he dozed off instead. It wasn't the smartest thing to do, considering that the dark haired doctor had threatened him with a gun. Kid wasn't asleep for long, because he had the sensation of someone dropping onto the couch, and then someone sneaking a kiss on his cheek, followed by a light, playful slap to his chest.

"The couch can't be all that comfortable."

Kid was half awake by now as he opened his eyes to better glower at Law. It didn't do a damn thing because the dark haired doctor merely ran his hands lightly along Kid's sides.

"You should go to bed."

Since Law was close enough now, Kid was able to actually get his hands on the son of a bitch trying to feel him up. Kid sneered at Law when the doctor attempted to free his wrists from Kid's sudden grip, but the red head wouldn't let him. Still not fully awake and comprehending what his body was making him feel in that moment, Kid's sneer deepened and he growled lowly. "I wonder if all you wanna do in my bed is fuck. Is that it?"

Law appeared to give up trying to free himself and smiled coyly down at Kid. "It would be a nice way to end the day." The other man's tone made it clear that he highly doubted that the red head was actually serious about the idea with the way he'd been treating him thus far.

"Actually…" Kid grinned wolfishly as he forced Law onto the couch on his back and pressed the captured wrists above the doctor's head. "That's a good idea. I can wear you out and get you the fuck out of my apartment faster. If you're all exhausted there won't be any trouble dumping you outside my door."

Law opened his mouth as if to give Kid a piece of his mind, but the red head had already settled over his waist and leaned in to close in order to give him a rough kiss. Law clearly hadn't expected that, and neither had Kid, because he gave Law a confused look the moment he drew back from the kiss. Like he hadn't exactly meant to kiss the other man; just fuck him.

The dark haired doctor merely freed his hands from Kid's slack ones before he reached up to wrap his arms around the back of Kid's neck to drag him down. Law made an insistent sound against Kid's lips to continue the kiss, as if the whole throwing him out idea was now a moot point.

Kid decided what the hell, getting laid sounded fine to him, and he couldn't deny that he felt something when he looked at Law. Other than profound annoyance, that is. And fucking the son of a bitch would make things easier, or so Kid thought. It was just another way to show that the red head wasn't fully awake and thinking things through. Otherwise he would have left Law breathless on the couch and went to his room to rethink the entire matter.

But it had been some time since Kid had fucked anyone, and with the way Law was already shifting beneath him, the red head couldn't be bothered to do any more thinking.

-x-

There wasn't much room on the couch for the impromptu make out that had begun, but Kid really didn't give a fuck. He was going to wear Law out so much that there wouldn't even be a witty quip from the bastard when Kid threw him out of his apartment.

"I was gonna fuck you here, but there's not enough room for me to pound you into a writhing mess." Kid commented as he let go of Law's wrists to pin the doctor's shoulders down and started to suck at the side of his neck.

"That…remains to be seen…" Law bit out, clearly attempting to keep control over himself.

"I'm gonna fuck you." Kid clarified, before he blocked any attempt for Law to speak by locking lips with him again and aggressively licking his way into the kiss. The red head felt Law strain against him, but there wasn't any hope for the dark haired man to free himself. Kid allowed one of Law's hands to grasp at his back as he started making short work of the buttons on the other man's clothes, impatiently pulling it off one arm and then reluctantly releasing the dark haired doctor's other shoulder to get the article of clothing off the rest of the way.

"Don't rip my clothes." Was Law's only comment when he seemed to sense Kid's desire to tear off the tight tank top he currently wore.

"Wasn't gonna. At least not this one." Kid pointedly pretended he didn't indicate he wanted a repeat round in the sack with Law. "You wear this shit to work? Like that skeleton one from before that gave people the middle finger?" Kid indicated the words on the tank that, while small in print, could be read easily based on how close he was to the other man.

If you can read this, then fuck you.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Law sniped, sounding a little pissed off for some reason or another.

"Nah, I don't." The red head lightly tapped Law's chest with a finger. "But the saying here kinda sounds like an invitation." Kid ignored the doctor's sour mood as he slipped his hands beneath the hem of the tank and tugged up. "Though in this case, it saying 'fuck me' might be more accurate."

Law used one of his newly freed hands to flip Kid off, clearly not about to make an effort to use words.

"I guess you're right." Kid took the nonverbal insult in stride when it normally would have gotten him more worked up him. Because he was smart enough to know that Law was trying to find a way to wriggle free and turn the situation into one that was more in his favor, and not Kid's. "It doesn't really matter why you're wearing that kind of thing. You're gonna be naked while I fuck you anyway."

"And you'll remain clothed, I presume." There was something off in Law's voice, a little bit of distraction as if he hadn't given it thought.

Kid wasn't sure why he was doing this now, because he'd been ready to physically manhandle Law out the door not ten minutes ago…or however long it had been since dinner. Not fuck the doctor like it seemed he was going to now.

"Or is this some elaborate ruse to get me naked and then throw me out as such?" Law sounded resigned as he lay inert on the couch. As if he had figured things out that Kid hadn't told him.

"I was gonna do that, but I decided fucking you and then doing that would be better. Let people see you all fucked out." Kid was ready for the fist that flashed up at him, and the red head merely pinned it down as he caught the other one. Shame Law was still wearing his tank, but not for long with the way this conversation was headed. Kid leered as he kept Law's wrists pinned down to dissuade him from throwing another punch. "What, you got a problem with bein' naked?"

"Out in the hall of your sketchy apartment, I would." Law sniped, making the attempt to knee Kid in the crotch.

"It'd be your problem for imposing on me to begin with." Kid said, easily using his weight to prevent Law from doing much more than nudging him. The red haired mechanic took the opportunity to lean over and explore the side of Law's neck.

"I didn't think you had a large vocabulary." The dark haired doctor seemed to know he couldn't get away, so for now, insults were the way to go. "I'm surprised. Your manner of speaking and acting leave something to be desired within conversations."

"You looking to get your ass slapped before I fuck it and throw you out?" Kid growled low against Law's throat. "Because I have this thing about people who lack proper manners." The red head felt a tremor go through the man beneath him. Kid could have sworn, as he drew away the tiniest bit to stare down at the other's face, he saw something of a flare of interest in the other's golden eyes before it was gone and replaced with cool indifference.

"I suppose it would show what a boorish oaf you are." Law said indifferently, before a hint of a smirk graced his features. "Now, as I do have work later tonight, can you maybe get around to the part where we fuck?"

"I don't think you'll be going far when I'm done with you." Kid said through clenched teeth. He tried to remain calm, but Law needling him was pushing him over the edge, and soon there would be no going back.

"I doubt it. Though if you think I lack manners, then so do you if you just have your fun with me and then leave me hanging." Law wriggled out from under the red head's hold briefly and smirked up at Kid as he none too gently kneed him in the crotch. "Although if that is the case, then you should know that I am perfectly capable of getting myself off without you. I don't need your cock up my ass if you aren't going to have the decency to get me off as well."

That was it.

Kid was going to screw this fucker into his bed and make him howl, and swat that lying ass until Law begged him to stop. The red head paused at the idea, and that caused Law to knee him again with some kind of impatient hiss. Kid didn't waste time; he was getting this asshole out of his clothes and ready to fuck. Teasing him and making fun of him. Kid was going to let Law have it, and just to spite him, he was going to remain as clothed as he could.

The red head got distracted from pulling the tank the rest of the way up at the reveal of Law's muscles, and decided that while the doctor was lanky and lithe his muscles weren't so bad either. And the fucking tattoo across his chest. The mechanic wouldn't have pegged the other man for it, if he hadn't already seen the 'death' ones on Law's hands. "How long did that take?" Kid asked, tracing his fingertips across Law's abdomen to his chest as he outlined the large heart shaped tattoo.

The dark haired man wriggled beneath Kid, seeming to struggle with the answer before he went inert and gave the red haired mechanic a bored look of disinterest.

"If this is you fucking me, you're doing a bad job of it." A cool, disparaging smile crossed the doctor's lips. "Though are you really going to slap me like some unruly child? And remained clothed while you're at it?"

"I was gonna get naked too, but you convinced me otherwise. Keeping my clothes on will just piss you off." Kid said, and noticed a flicker of genuine disappointment in Law's otherwise indifferent attitude.

"Whatever makes you think that?" The dark haired doctor asked, making a not quite subtle try to pull his tank back down with one hand. "And who said you were going to be the one doing the fucking?"

"Oh?" Kid pinned one of Law's shoulders down again, halting the doctor's attempt to remain clothed. "When I'm done with you, you won't be saying shit like that. You'll want it more by the end and I won't just give it to you. You'll have to beg for it." The red head used both his hands to tug the tank top up over Law's head and off to be tossed over onto the arm of the couch.

Kid made short work of Law's remaining clothing, although it was partially because the other man was allowing it, even if he made it difficult by shimmying excruciatingly slow out of his jeans. Kid all but tore the boxer briefs off, and knew in that moment that dirty talk was going to be a must, because damn, the doctor already had a half hard dick and looked quite pissed off that he was in such a state.

"The argument from earlier doesn't have anything to do with-"

"Like fuck it doesn't." Kid snorted as he gripped Law roughly by the hair to bring him in for another kiss. The red head grinned against Law's lips after he took a quick peek down. "And look how hard you get when I pin you down. You gonna come already?" And then, remembering what he had said before, Kid briefly struggled with Law on the couch until he had the son of a bitch flipped over onto his stomach. That made it harder for Law to throw a fist or to try and kick Kid again.

"You are not fucking me here." Law said in an almost snarl, struggling to his hands and knees as he swung a fist backward at Kid.

"Nah, I ain't gonna do it here. I don't have lube in the living room, unfortunately." Kid had already sat back against the couch when the punch was thrown, and he caught the swing and kept it going until he had Law laid out on his lap and without missing a beat slapped that bare ass in front of him. This was better than having the doctor pinned to the couch. Kid would rather he have Law on his lap so he could feel just how much the other man was enjoying this despite his protests.

Law let out a disgruntled snarl at another swat, and tried to move away, but Kid held him down with one hand as the red head used his other hand to get in a few more slaps. Kid was soon forced to grip the base of Law's dick because the dark haired man would have otherwise gotten off and the mechanic wasn't going to allow it.

The dark haired doctor let out a sound in the back of his throat and tried to move Kid's hand away, failing when he got another slap to the rump. "Stop that!"

"You done already? Have your manners improved at all or do I gotta fuck them into you after all?" Kid asked curiously, turning his head to the side to check out Law's ass. Shame he wasn't interested in swatting it anymore, and was relieved that Law said as much.

"If you don't stop that I will find a way to stop it." Law snapped, struggling upright to better glare Kid dead in the eye. He didn't seem to realize that he was scant inches from Kid's face, ripping into him as he did. Law did, however, seem to be aware of the red head's hand idly stroking his dick, and that only appeared to be frustrating him even more. Not to mention the doctor couldn't help but move in return against that hand. "Are you even going to fuck me or just get me off and toss me out?"

"Oh, I'm gonna do it all right. You just aren't gonna get to come right away." Kid informed the doctor, before he let go of Law's cock and got up off of the couch, taking the other man with him.

Kid felt that the doctor might have made the attempt to fight back and decided the best way to dissuade Law from that course of action was to lock him into another kiss. With the red head giving the doctor a demanding and sloppy kiss, Kid was able to distract him the entire way to the bedroom. It was only when Law was all but tossed onto the bed that he seemed to have his head on straight again, and scrunched up defensively as he watched Kid pad around the room. And Law appeared to be doing his best to act as if he had not just been given a painful erection.

"That's cute. I thought you wanted me to fuck you, you know, ever since you bumped into me at that bar?" Kid retrieved the lube and some condoms and tossed them on the bed, keeping another item out of sight as he joined Law on the bed.

It was funny as fuck to watch Law try and slide across the bed with any dignity, naked as he was, as soon as the bed dipped from the red head's weight. But it let Kid get a good look at him, and the decision not to fuck the doctor in the first place just for the hell of it seemed stupid. But even though Kid hadn't gotten laid for some time, he hadn't been desperate enough to do just anyone yet, but it was a close thing. If Law hadn't come on to him first, Kid wondered if they'd have already screwed these past three days. It was obvious that Law wanted him, even if what was going on now wasn't quite how the doctor had pictured it.

Kid grabbed Law by the arm before he had time to react, and all but dragged the doctor to leave him flat on his back on his lap. Kid grinned at the dour look Law gave him but supposed eye contact worked out in this case, because he was able to slip the cock ring on without the doctor seeing it. Kid sure as hell had meant what he said, about not letting Law get off. At least not right away.

"Charming." Law commented drolly as he languidly sat up on Kid's lap and inspected the cock ring. "I suppose you have a pair of handcuffs to go with that?"

"I didn't think I was going to do anything, so no. I don't have any. Yet." Kid said with a grin, even though Law currently faced away from him.

"You really are going to do this clothed?" Law sounded interested, yet at the same time hesitant, as he slid his hands over Kid's pants.

Odd, but whatever.

"What's it to you?" Kid was distracted by the naked man on his lap, and his own dick most certainly let him know that the thinking and pondering was over with. With that in mind, the red head leaned over Law's left shoulder and nipped the side his neck, which drew forth a gasp. "Sit up. Gotta get my pants down a little bit if I'm gonna fuck you."

"Don't order me around." Law said disdainfully. A clear refusal to do as asked. "I would rather go out into the hall naked to be leered at and ridiculed."

Ordinarily the red head might have taken the doctor up on that, but now that he had Law naked, on his lap, that window of opportunity had long since ended. This was going to be a lot more fun than Kid thought. It was just a shame that Law was a nuisance or the red head might have considered letting him stick around, at least for a few more romps in the bed. Law's tongue was sharp and Kid rather enjoyed dealing with the man's infuriating words.

"I said sit up." Kid said, pinching the dark haired man's ass for emphasis.

Law rose merely out of surprise, from the sound of the yelp, and Kid hastily undid the zipper of his pants and awkwardly tugged them down, cursing that he hadn't bothered changing into sweats for the night. It would have made things a little easier. But he had forgone boxers that day, so when Law went back down on his lap, he sure as hell knew that Kid was turned on and interested in only one thing now. A dick pressing up against bare skin was hard to ignore.

Law rose up out of Kid's lap again of his own volition, haughtiness in his voice. "You get hard quickly. Does manhandling me really arouse you so much?"

"Maybe, but you sassing me with that mouth of yours would've gotten me hard all on its own. Just sayin'." Kid reached around to Law's lap and gave a gentle flick to the tip of the other man's dick. "And besides, who was hard to begin with, huh?"

"Are you going to fuck me yet or are you going to continue to tease me?" Law demanded after Kid had thumbed the tip of his cock again. He didn't have time to ask anything else as the red haired mechanic urged him up off of his lap and onto the bed face down. Kid held Law down by the base of his neck when the other man made as if to rise, the doctor's voice not amused in the least bit. "You are not fucking me on all fours, you animal."

"Thought you said I was dumb, so why not?" Kid leaned over and nipped the side of Law's throat before he whispered in an ear, the red head's hand resting heavier against the back of Law's neck. "I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch, 'cause you bitch at me all the fucking time about one thing or another."

"Fuck you." Law spat venomously, and it seemed like the dark haired doctor was making as if to get up and leave.

"Where you going?" Kid would have had a silent victory for the doctor willingly leaving, but he wanted that ass now that he saw it, and held Law down more firmly by the base of his neck with his left hand. "I'm not done with you yet. Or are you too chicken to take it like this?" Kid used his free hand to slap Law's ass, causing the other to jerk as if stung.

There was a long silence before Law's posture relaxed, and he settled himself on his hands and knees. Kid kept his left hand firmly at the base of Law's neck, and took a peek at the other's face, to see if he was up for it. If the doctor didn't actually want to fuck, then he should just say so. The red head wasn't interested in his partner for the evening to be timid and do as asked all the time.

He needn't have worried, because damn. Kid felt himself get harder over the fact that Law looked to be pissed off at him while at the same time affronted that Kid would think he couldn't handle it. And then there was that goddamned smirk and Law raised his ass slightly in the air, his eyes meeting Kid's in challenge.

Kid grinned at that.

Challenge accepted.

Kid was going to try and fuck Law so much he'd forget his own name. "Hope you like your ass sore, 'cause it will be when I'm done with you."

"I highly doubt it." Was Law's scathing response. "But you're welcome to try, Mr. Eustass."

Well then, there was no point in delaying things.

Kid let go of Law's neck to let the other man settled on the bed, and gripped the lube that was nearby. The red haired mechanic didn't even bother to try and treat Law nicely at the point. Kid had a feeling that Law might like it a little rough, so he settled on the bed next to Law and pressed down lightly with two lube covered fingers to let Law know it.

Law just raised his ass higher and thrust back against Kid's fingers with an impatient huff.

Kid grinned and moved behind Law so that he could have a better angle, and wasted no time in fucking his two fingers into the doctor's ass after that little display. And the fact that Law fucking moaned was a good indication that he liked what Kid was doing. The red hard explored that ass he was going to fuck, and pressed down repeatedly in one place in particular to get Law writhing and grasping the sheets beneath him.

The dark haired doctor hissed out several expletives out in a row and the mechanic could have sworn that some of them were in a foreign language.

Kid drew his fingers back to get more lube, and after a few minutes of thorough exploration, he got Law to swear as well as moan at him.

"Must you drag things out?" Law groaned something before he let out a slow breath. "Do you need me to…draw you a map…of where your…fingers should go?"

Did this guy ever shut up or stop being so damn annoying?

Kid decided to add a third lubed up finger, to see if that would get Law to change his tune.

The dark haired doctor buried his face into the sheets and breathed something out in rapid succession.

If Kid didn't know better, he could have sworn it was an insult of some kind. But with Law moaning like he couldn't stop, the red head wasn't entirely sure. But Kid did figure that he'd spent enough time fingering Law, as by now the doctor was attempting to fuck himself by pressing backward against Kid's fingers. The red head felt he might not last with the sounds issuing from Law, and hastily removed his fingers. When Kid located a condom, he quickly shoved Law around to his liking before he ran a lube covered hand over his sheathed dick. "Gonna fuck you now."

"Get on with it then." Law said in return, already breathing heavily.

Kid pressed in at the sarcastic tone, and as soon as he was partway in, started to thrust enthusiastically as he grasped Law's hips in order to keep him in place. Law was more vocal than Kid would have thought, what with the way that the other man was clinging to the sheets and moaning like he couldn't help himself, even going so far as to try and spread his legs farther apart. He was still an asshole, though, as Law was every bit a dirty talker as Kid was trying to be, when the two of them could manage to use words.

"Like it?" Kid asked at one point, pausing between thrusts. "Your ass seems to like it, with that way it's clenching around me like this."

"Feels like…you're not fucking…me hard enough." Law said contemptuously. He seemed to not care as much now that he was being fucked on all fours, and appeared to be more interested in doing all he could to irritate Kid.

Kid really made Law howl after that, going rougher and harder than before. But he could tell that Law liked it, because he was angling his ass back in the red head's direction, as if asking for more.

"Fuck. That's hot." Kid had commented of the doctor trying and failing to remove to cock ring on his own. Kid paused, buried to the hilt as he leaned over Law's back to pin his hands down with his own "But I said you weren't getting off that easily."

"Touch it." Law breathed raggedly between the resumed thrusts. "Bastard."

"Oh, so I'm a bastard now instead of an oaf, huh?" Kid grinned against Law's shoulder as he gave a single, sharp thrust. "You really want it?" The red head brought one of Law's hands back to the cock ring. "Then take it off and do it yourself." With that, Kid let his hands go back to the other man's hips as he resumed fucking Law, amused when the doctor cussed him out while trying to multitask.

"Fuck…you…" Law rasped as he finally got the cock ring off. But getting a hand wrapped around his dick was another task that the doctor's fucked out brain seemed to have trouble figuring out.

Kid let him struggle, before the red head gave one final, hard thrust and came. And to make himself more of a nuisance, Kid remained on top of Law even after he had pulled out and removed the condom to be disposed of.

Law ended up curled on his side at this point, and was doing a terrible job of getting himself off, as uncoordinated as his hands were at present. The doctor ended up leaving himself in the uncomfortable state and half glared up at Kid as if it was all his fault.

Technically, it was.

Kid didn't care because it amused the hell out of him. "What?"

Law looked away.

"Yeah, right, like you're actually offended that I didn't get you off." Kid let himself go almost boneless over the doctor, and considering he outweighed Law, it wasn't pleasant for the slender man.

"Get off of me, you brute." Law snapped irritably. All calm seemed to be gone now that he was lying in bed with an erection and unable to do anything about it.

Kid snuggled close just to piss him off. "If you ask me nicely, I'll get you off."

Law flipped Kid off again.

The red haired mechanic leaned over and nipped the finger, before seizing the limb with a hand and sucking the finger into his mouth. Kid smirked around the finger when it caused the dark haired doctor to let out a muffled moan. Kid grinned as he released Law's finger, and used the doctor's mostly limp arm to drag Law up against him to kiss him. The red head decided to make the kiss slow and indulgent, because Kid figure it would drive the other man nuts because he wasn't touching his dick.

The doctor groaned something in response but allowed the kiss nonetheless.

When Kid drew away this time, Law moved more quickly than the red head would have given him credit for. The doctor grabbed one of Kid's arms tightly.

"Get me off now or I'll break your arm." Law's eyes flashed dangerously as he issued the threat.

Oh, but Law had some spark left in him and it made Kid grin again. Definitely more fun than he'd have expected this to be.

"If you can actually break it, how would I get you off?" Kid asked offhandedly, until Law made a movement with one hand and put strain on his arm as the doctor used his free hand to bend the red head's arm just so. Kid blinked, but it was too late to get out of Law's grip, and he let out a pained snarl. "Dammit."

Law finally smirked, looking pleased with himself. "Now that I have your attention…" The dark haired man pressed up against Kid, making his erection obvious. "Deal with this now." Giving one final not so painful tug, the doctor let go of Kid's arm.

Funnily enough, Kid decided to go further and gave Law an impromptu blow job, partially because it had turned him on that Law had threatened him with violence again. If he could have gotten hard so soon after coming, the red head would have fucked Law again. Since Kid couldn't, he merely focused on driving the doctor up the wall, even going so far as to slip two fingers up Law's already sore ass to fuck him with until the son of a bitch passed out from overstimulation.

Kid stared down at Law's rapidly rising and falling chest, and belatedly realized that he was too worn out himself to bother getting the doctor up and out of his apartment. The most he was willing to do at present was shove Law over to one side of the bed.

After getting out of bed himself to take care of one small task, Kid settled back onto the other side of the mattress with a slow sigh. Just as he was about to drift off, the red haired mechanic swore as what he'd just done hit him.

"Shit."

What the hell was he thinking, going so far as to fuck Law?

How was Kid supposed to get rid of the other man now?