Title: Control
Author: kikokus (AoiTsukikage)
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairing: Law/Sanji, Ace/Sanji, Ace/Law, Ace/Law/Sanji
Chapter: 4/?
Word Count: 3047
Summary: In which Sanji and Ace are models for a BDSM site and Law's the new guy doing his first shoot (Dom!Ace, sub!Sanji-and-Law)

Chapter Four

"Do you ever switch roles?"

"Switch roles in what way?" Ace had piled his plate high enough for about five people and was ploughing through the food at an alarming rate while Law watched him with an expression halfway between awe and horror.

"I mean, if somebody comes here and does their first shoot as a sub, are they stuck being a sub forever?" he clarified and Ace shook his head, swallowing a mouthful of food with a mighty effort.

"Nah. You can be whatever you want as long as it's believable. I mean, it takes a lot more work to be a dom, because you've got to be aware of all times of safety and making sure the scene keeps moving along. Plus there's knot-tying and learning how to properly use all of the devices," he gestured around and Law nodded in understanding. "And if something goes wrong, it's the dom's responsibility, of course, so there's also that factor to consider."

Law looked thoughtful as he chewed, eventually nodding once more. "And all the subs need to worry about is their own comfort level, right?"

"Exactly. So for some people it's definitely more about what they have time for as opposed to what role they'd take if they were in a scene outside of being paid to do it," he leaned back, sighing and patting his stomach. "I mean, Sanji's definitely not a natural sub; he just plays one beautifully," Ace grinned and Sanji reached over to swat his arm.

"I just don't have time to do more," Sanji explained, leaning his chin on his hand and glancing at Law. "My old man runs a fancy restaurant in town and cooking's my real passion, but he's got me working there odd hours so finding another job is almost impossible, but here I can set my own hours and even if I'm only in once every month or every two months it's still a nice cash boost," he grinned, because making $500 just for being tied up was a pretty sweet gig.

"You're a chef?" Law looked suitably impressed and Sanji had to smile because that was about the first time he'd seen that emotion from the other man.

"He's damn good," Ace replied, slinging his arm over Sanji's shoulders and leaning in. "Seriously, you have to try his food."

"I'd like that," Law smiled at him and Sanji felt his cheeks flush, because fuck him if Law's entire face didn't soften with that rather kind expression.

"Come to the Baratie one day. I'll cook for you," Sanji managed to mumble, even though it wasn't easy with Ace snickering in his ear.

Law didn't reply to say what he'd do one way or the other, but the invitation was out there now and Sanji wasn't about to take it back.

000

"You good?"

Law nodded, his eyes half-closed, but he met Sanji's mouth willingly enough when the blond leaned down to kiss him.

Ace had promised he'd 'go easy' on them during the last scene since Law especially wasn't used to working a whole day in this sort of environment, but 'going easy' was still hardly a walk in the park.

He and Law were still kissing, slow and sensual and Sanji could feel it down to the tips of his toes…or, well, that might have been because he was currently balls-deep in Law's ass, but he was pretty sure it was the kiss.

"Mm," Law broke away, tipping his head back and groaning softly. "I'm not used to…ah…somebody being inside me without more movement happening," he admitted, his cheeks flushed a little and looking almost adorably innocent.

"I know, babe," Sanji kissed him again and Law surrendered willingly to him.

Sanji realized it was the second time he'd called Law that, but since the other man didn't seem to mind, he figured it was okay. He squeezed Law's hands reassuringly, shifting his knees on the bed.

Law was on his back on one of the many beds they had scattered around the studio, each wrist bound first to Sanji's opposite one and then to the headboard. His legs were on either side of Sanji's waist, both ankles roped to a thicker cord around Sanji's middle so that neither could move without pulling the other along with them.

Sanji was on his knees, legs spread, each of his own ankles bound and tied off underneath the bed, and Ace had decided for the sake of making things run smoother once they started rolling that he should already be inside Law.

That had been a little frightening, because for as much as Law had claimed he was fine with it, he'd shut down remarkably quickly when Sanji had started to prep him and only a lot of soft touches and coaxing words could keep him in the present.

He was okay now, thankfully, but Sanji still felt like he needed to keep Law there and Law certainly seemed to have no issues with how physical he was being.

"Hey, lovebirds," Ace wandered over, reaching to stroke his fingers gently through Law's fluffy hair. He was completely naked for the first time all day (and Sanji knew how hard that was on him, since Ace seemed to have a thing against clothing…or at least shirts…in general) and Sanji noticed Law eyeing him up appraisingly – not that he blamed him, really. "Still doing good?"

"Yes," Law said immediately, pushing his head up into Ace's hand.

"Good," Ace kept petting his hair, a rather thoughtful expression on his face. "I suggest if you want to keep making out you do it within the next minute or so, because you won't be able to once the scene starts," he murmured in a low voice, his hand sliding down the arch of Sanji's spine in a gentle caress.

"We'd better get on it, then," Sanji flashed a grin over his shoulder before leaning to kiss Law again, not breaking away until he felt a tug on his hair and reluctantly lifted his head, letting Ace slip a ball gag between his teeth and bending forward so the other man could fasten it.

Law got similar treatment before Ace brought over the collar he'd been wearing in the first scene and fastened it around Law's neck again, taking the chain and looping it around the headboard a few times.

"Okay," he straightened up, his fingers stroking carefully over Sanji's shoulder. "Let's go."

000

"I hope you boys have figured out by now that no amount of begging or pleading or bargaining is going to get you anywhere with me," Ace trailed the tails of a flogger almost teasingly over Sanji's ass before bringing it down abruptly.

Sanji flinched at the sting, trying to shift away, but he could barely move so that was impossible.

Law mumbled something angry-sounding around the gag that made Ace chuckle, and this time the flogger wasn't nearly so gentle when it snapped over his skin. The blond gasped, his breath quickening when the strokes came in rapid succession, the long tails of the flogger skimming over his already-sensitized skin with every stroke and making the pain more intense.

"How about this?" Ace's hand landed on his lower back, rubbing down gently over his stinging ass, and Sanji half-closed his eyes and moaned in obvious discomfort. "Every time you're smart with me, that's what he gets. You don't want to cause your little friend more pain, do you?" Ace clicked his tongue, gripping Law's hair and pulling his head up until he coughed, the collar tight against his throat. Law kept staring at him defiantly so Ace shrugged, letting him drop and snapping the flogger down again. "I guess you don't care if he can't sit for a couple of days."

"Mm!" Law shook his head, his hands gripping Sanji's tightly. Sanji dropped his head against Law's neck, sweaty and shivering, trying to calm his breathing down. The flogger wasn't his favorite toy by any means, but Ace knew him so well that he could bring him right to the edge of his limits before easing off and it always turned him into a shaky mess.

He lifted his head and saw that Law looked worried, which was incredibly sweet and made something in Sanji's stomach flutter. He nuzzled Law's neck again, trying to reassure him that he was okay. .

"Good," Ace set the flogger down, something that made Sanji sigh in relief, but his head snapped up when slicked fingers slid inside him and he rocked back on instinct.

"You're so damn pale," Ace murmured, prepping him quickly as Sanji moaned and felt himself start to harden again. Law grunted, obviously feeling it too since Sanji was still inside of him. "I barely touched you and you're all red," Ace kissed his back and Sanji tried not to react in a way that might be mistaken for pleasure, even though he was feeling pretty damn good at the moment.

He couldn't hold back his moan when Ace pressed his fingers deeper, brushing his prostate, and his hips bucked forward without him meaning them to.

"Well, I'm glad you seem to be enjoying yourselves," 'Ace slid his fingers out and Sanji could hear rustling before a hand landed on his back to ground him and Ace was pushing inside, making his eyes roll back. "Don't fucking come. Either of you," was all Ace said before setting a blistering pace.

Sanji's knees were sliding on the bed, his hips driving deep into Law with every thrust Ace gave, and he let himself drift, focusing only on what he was feeling and using the tight grip of Law's fingers around his to keep him grounded in reality.

Ace's fingers were gripping his hips hard enough to leave bruises, his speed relentless, and Sanji looked at Law to see that his eyes were half-closed, cheeks flushed and hard cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach.

"Yeah, fuck," Ace pulled out without warning, making Sanji whine at the sudden loss, and he heard the wet sound of Ace jerking himself off, slick skin on slick skin, before a spurt of hot liquid landed in the small of his back.

"Fuck," he mumbled, or tried to, his arms shaking with the strain of holding the top half of his body upright.

"Beautiful," Ace was slightly breathless and Sanji had to smirk at that because the other man was fairly good at holding his character but even he couldn't be completely unruffled after an orgasm like that. "Now. Get out," he smacked Sanji's still-tender ass and the blond yelped, pulling his hips back as much as he could so his cock slid out of Law.

Ace rolled the condom off, undoing the strap holding one pair of their joined hands to the headboard and pulling their wrists down. "Get each other off. Neither of you comes until the other does, and if you don't come together…" he clicked his tongue and left the threat at that, but it was clear enough.

It was a little awkward, his left hand and Law's right still attached to the headboard while they tried to wrap their opposite hands around both of their cocks despite the ropes still binding their wrists together.

"Good boys," Ace murmured, and Sanji really fucking hoped Law was as close as he himself was because this wasn't going to take long.

Sanji kept his eyes locked on Law's, trying to gauge how much time he had, until Law gave a tiny nod of his head and squeezed the hand still on the headboard.

That was all it took and their rhythm stuttered as they both came, Sanji not bothering to quell his moans this time. Law was still silent, breathing sharply through his nose and bucking up into their combined grip, both of them soaked with sweat now.

"Look at you both," Ace sounded awed, something almost reverent in his tone. "We're going to have a lot of fun together," he added them, menace underlying his words, and Sanji forced himself to look dejected instead of basking in the afterglow of what had been a pretty damn great climax.

The scene ended like that, both of them covered in sweat and cum and still bound together, and when Ace whispered that he had just one more thing he wanted to do before the shoot ended, Sanji could only agree because, if he had to admit it to himself, he didn't want to let go of Law just quite yet.

000

"He's not letting us go."

"Hush," Law had him bundled in his arms, sitting mostly in his lap. Sanji shivered and pressed closer, holding Law as tightly as he dared and hiding a smile against his neck when the other man returned the embrace just as fiercely. It was tight in the cage, yes, but not so tiny that they had to be this close – though, Law didn't seem to mind at all.

"He's not, Law, we're going to be here until we die, and I don't…"

"We won't be," Law growled, his fingers sliding up into Sanji's hair. "We're going to get out of here. Somehow."

Sanji shook his head, pressing his lips to Law's neck and curling against the other man's warm body. "You don't know that. And even if we escape, he can find us again…"

"Sanji," Law said firmly, cupping Sanji's cheeks and forcing the blond to meet his eyes. "We'll get out of here. I promise."

"Okay," Sanji nodded, forcing a tiny smile onto his face when he leaned in to kiss Law. He held it for probably longer than necessary, pulling away and letting their foreheads rest together. "Okay."

The shoot ended like that, with them just staring at each other and pressed close, and as far as Sanji was concerned, it was by far the best one he'd ever done.

000

Law was, thankfully, much more relaxed during the post-shoot interview. Ace had kind of squashed himself between them, conducting it from in front of the camera and being so infectiously bubbly that, this time, Law seemingly couldn't help but loosen up a little.

Sanji had a feeling he was one of those guys who was just inherently awkward around cameras so long as he wasn't playing a character, and indeed as soon as Ace went to turn it off he relaxed noticeably, shoulders slumping.

"Okay?" Ace came back over, seating himself on Law's other side this time instead of directly between them.

"Yes. Processing," Law laughed quietly and leaned against him, half-closing his eyes when Ace's hand came up to stroke through his hair. "Are we finished?"

"Yep," Ace dropped a kiss onto his forehead and waited for Law to move before he stood. "You're good to go, so feel free to get dressed and I'll meet you out by the front desk to make sure you get paid for all your hard work," he chuckled, directing a, "see you out there" to Sanji before leaving the room.

"Well," Sanji cleared his throat, feeling more than a little awkward himself now that they had no obligations to be in the same room any longer. "So…"

"I enjoyed working with you today," Law said the words almost robotically, not meeting Sanji's eyes as he started straight ahead into the room.

"Same," Sanji waited until it became obvious that Law wasn't going to say anything else before deciding to leave, getting dressed in the extra set of clothing he'd brought and heading toward the entrance of the studio.

Part of him was a little disappointed that Law had closed right off again after all of the progress they'd made (or, at least, that he'd thought they'd made) over the course of the day, but in the end Law was just a temporary co-worker and there was nothing that said he had to even look at Sanji once they'd finished filming.

He brushed by Ace, buttoning his coat and pulling a cigarette out of his pocket that he lit as soon as he was free of the building.

The night air was cold but not unpleasant to be out in, and he stood there and smoked until the cigarette was burned almost to the filter before he heard the doors behind him open up.

Ace had an arm around Law's shoulders and said something to him that made the taller man chuckle and shake his head. Sanji tried to tamp down the flare of jealousy that went through him, completely unfounded though it may be, and sauntered over after crushing the cigarette butt under his foot.

"Hey," he came up, noting that Law seemed unable to meet his eyes again. "Y'know you don't have to fucking give me the cold shoulder, right?"

"I do," Law's eyes flicked to him briefly before he averted his gaze once more. "Thank you again," he gave Ace a rather awkward pat on the shoulder, looking almost anxiously toward Sanji once he apparently realized it would be incredibly rude to leave without acknowledging him as well. "Well."

Sanji rolled his eyes, deciding that if Law hated him after this he'd live with it because it wasn't like they ever had to interact after tonight. He took a step forward, setting his hand on Law's shoulder and giving him plenty of time to pull away before he leaned up for a kiss.

One of Law's arms wrapped around his shoulders immediately, tugging him closer, and while Sanji didn't feel the same warmth coming from Law as he had back in the studio, it was better than being ignored.

"My invitation to come to the Baratie still stands," Sanji murmured as he stepped away, and Law gave him a tiny half-smile before raising his hand in a wave and heading off down the street.

Crossing his arms, Sanji watched him until he'd disappeared into the darkness, and when Ace hugged him from behind he slumped back into the other man's embrace.

"I bet he won't stay away long," Ace laughed, but it was forced, dying awkwardly in the evening air. His arms tightened around Sanji, offering whatever comfort he could, and Sanji knew that Ace was thinking the exact same thing he was:

Law wasn't coming back.

Notes:

1. Yes, this fic will be continuing…I've got some ideas of where to go from here, but there will probably be some more plot introduced (though there'll definitely be more BDSM-scenes as well, don't worry ;) )

2. As always, let me know if you're still enjoying the fic, and I'm still so happy that people have been interested in reading it so far!