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So, this chapter has warnings: Minor spoiler of the manga, smut, that means sex, explicit sex, a bit of bad comedy (bear with me, I'm not very funny xD) and some failed attempt at romance (it's me, I'm less romantic than funny xD) and I think that's all. Oh, yeah, it's yaoi, that means boy/boy relationship, if you don't like it, or don't support it, then don't read this, it's for your own good.

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Chapter IV – A Surprise for a Cook

Coffee is lonely without cups just as I am lonely without you.

It had been months since Dressrosa. Some days, Sanji woke up and couldn't believe it. He still woke up waiting an attack from Doflamingo or his crew. And he found himself looking around every time they were on a new island because he needed to be alert. He didn't want an enemy sneaking up on them. It was so fucking strange how time passed so fast. He mused whether it was because a lot of shit had happened after defeating Doflamingo: Zou, his shitty family, Wano… Sanji still couldn't get used to the idea of having had gone through so much shit in such small amount of time.

Thinking like that, someone might believe that the crew only went through shit all the time. But, as Sanji smiled, he thought of a good thing that had happened to him during these past months: Trafalgar D. Water Law. Who would believe it? The Heart Pirates' captain and the Mugiwara Pirate's cook were in a relationship. If someone had gone and told him that he was going to be bending over for the older man, he would have kicked them so hard that they would fucking regret even suggesting it. Still, it had happened. How? Well…

Maybe some explanations were due before going there. Sanji, the ladies lover, the love cook, identified himself as a polyamorist bisexual. It wasn't surprising at all. Love was love. The gender of the person didn't matter at all. And a person could love more than one person at a time. People who thought otherwise could go fuck themselves. Obviously, he hadn't told his crew… yet. He had been intending to do so, but somehow shit had been going on all the time and he had postponed it until, well, now. Maybe if they were to rest a few days, Sanji would tell them. He didn't have to keep it a secret. Not his sexuality and certainly not his relationship with Law. The man deserved better than being a 'dirty secret'. Though knowing his crew, they weren't going to give a fuck.

The thing was that… Law was the captain of a 'rival' crew who was also looking for the One Piece, thus him joining Luffy's crew was out of question. Both of them knew it when they starting fooling around in dark corners. Like the sickbay, the pantry or the bathroom. Or the kitchen, or the men's quarter or… ok. They have fucked in every corner of the damn ship! It's was fucking normal! Who could keep their hands off a hot, sexy, dangerous, intelligent specimen like Law? Have you seen the man? He was perfection! Sanji didn't want to keep his hands off him! He wanted to learn every curve, every patch of skin and tattoo, every sound, every expression, every fucking taste! Now he had a problem between his legs, great.

Well, going back to the beginning. Sanji had seen Law, Law had seen Sanji and desire was born. They were two healthy young men who were always on the move and sometimes they were far from any human beings (their crews didn't count, you don't fuck with a crew mate no matter how desperate you are, rule of the sea number one) for weeks at a time. They had been granted a chance that neither of them wanted to waste. So, when they had the chance they had literally jumped over each other, tearing clothes, hard kisses being shared, harsh caresses and they had fucked pretty hard in his Sanctuary. Sanji hadn't even cared when it had happened. When they had gotten dressed and looked more decent, he had gone into a cleaning sprint until his hands were raw. Chopper didn't ask what had happened.

The thing was… that they found themselves falling in love with each other. It didn't matter that it wasn't their intention, for fuck's sake! They had tried to keep it physical. Yet they couldn't control their feelings. Soon they found themselves stargazing while talking about themselves, cuddling – because the Surgeon of Death loved to cuddle, who would have imagined it – every time they had sex, Sanji preparing especial food for the doctor, as especial as his ladies' food… Hell, they even started to kiss each other when they were dressed and had no intention to get dirty.

But, and here was the downside of this mess, they had had to part. Law had to return to his crew and Sanji had to stay in the Thousand Sunny. They had looked at each other before the captain left and promised that they would meet whenever they could. Because the heart knew what it wanted, no matter what the brain told it. Law had given him a piece of his Vivre Card, and had admitted that he had some fingernail of Sanji to make one that would always tell where the cook was. Neither of them mentioned that this life paper would also indicate when the other one was in danger, or that they would leave everything behind to go at each other's aid if that were the case.

God, how much had Sanji wanted to kiss the Law in that instant. How much he had wanted to hug him and cry because he didn't want to let the older male leave. And how hard had it been to do nothing but smile. He saw the submarine disappear under the waves and, hiding his eyes behind his hair, Sanji had gone into the kitchen and avoided the crew the whole day. After that, he had tried to be cheerful and act as if nothing had changed, and he had done a pretty good job since nobody seemed to have notice how every night he spend too much time in the bathroom or spaced out a lot more… It was inevitable for him to do those things. He missed his doctor.

So, here they were: in an unimportant island, waiting for the Log Pose to set. Nami had given them their allowance for supplies and had said that they would sleep in an inn. It was something quite normal when they reached a new island. But Sanji couldn't find it in him to be excited, no when it could have been a great opportunity to sleep with Law in the same bed without having to give any explanation. But hey, the captain had to leave with his crew! If only there were a way to tell his partner that he missed him so much as to affect his behavior.

"Are you sure you're ok staying on the ship, Sanji-kun?" Before leaving, Nami asked one more time, concerned.

"Yes, Nami-swan! Your concern for me is as warm as ever!" He tried to appear cheerful when his plans were drinking wine and smoking in the kitchen until he passed out. "Someone has to stay, and I want to work on some recipes."

"Well, then we leave it to you, Sanji! Let's go, everyone! I want food!" And with that, he was left alone.

Sanji sighed and looked around. Well, time for a pre-self-pity-party bath with some red wine. He went to the bathroom and filled the tub, cleaned himself in the shower and entered the hot water. Hell, even in there he had memories. Law, a devil fruit user, a powerful one, yeah, but an user, had been weak and would rest against Sanji's chest and let him play with his hair and do naughty things to him, like doing a handjob and once, a blowjob. How he missed those times! Having the Heart Pirates' captain weak and calm so he could do whatever he wanted to him had been one of Sanji's favorite hobbies. And it was over! And he didn't know when it would happen again! Fuck his luck!

Sanji stayed in the tub until the water was too cold and tied a towel around his hips. He dried himself and put on a suit, he was more comfortable wearing those than wearing sweatpants and shirts. It was also more elegant and he felt safe wearing them. Everything was eerily quiet on the ship: the cook had gotten used to people snoring at night and people screaming during daylight. He turned on the lights of the deck and gasped when he saw that there was someone on it. His first instinct was to prepare to fight the intruder.

"Black Leg-ya." Then he notice who the person was and relaxed, screw it, he even smiled and lit a cig. "Are you alone?"

"Yeah, crew went to spend the night at the inn." They walked up to each other and only stopped when they were facing each other and Law passed his arms around his waist and bend down to steal a kiss. "When did you arrive?"

"Ten minutes ago, didn't want to go inside in case you weren't there." The other man pressed open mouthed kisses on his neck. "I thought I could make a stop for supplies and say hello."

"Have you had dinner?" Law shook his head, not letting Sanji go yet, he had missed his cook. "Then, let's go to the kitchen, I'll prepare something."

Reluctantly, Law let him go, but Sanji took one of his bigger hands and entwined their fingers, his thumb drawing circles on the back of Law's hand. He had a menu planned already for their dinner. He only let go Law when he started to cook. Something simple but tasty and red wine had to go well with it. So he took out two steaks and prepared them, letting them grill slowly while he prepared pepper sauce and rice as side dish. He could feel Law staring at him and smiled.

"Did you miss me, Law?" He looked at the doctor over his shoulder, still smiling.

"Every second of every day. Especially your food." The man took off his hat and ruffled his hair, something that Sanji found arousing as fuck. "We took a small detour from our route to meet you here."

"So… your crew knows?" Law nodded. It was unsurprising. For what Sanji had seen, Law's crew knew everything about their captain.

"They also want to see you and taste your food once again. You don't know how much trouble you have caused to our cook." Law seemed so relaxed… Sanji wanted to sit on his lap and kissed him senseless. "But you're mine for the night, Black Leg-ya."

His cock twitched. How could Law arouse him so easily? Not even his ladies had that effect on him. He turned back to the food and served the steaks with the rice and sauce. Law bended a little to give him a peek on the lips, eyes darkened just like every time they had had sex. Seriously, how could this man be so fucking hot all the time? Sanji was sure that he could cause an accident just by looking at someone. He went after his doctor's lips and kissed him slowly, his tongue flicking against Law's lower lip so it was granted entrance, when it happened, he played with their tongues and enjoyed greatly Law's low moan. When they parted, Sanji was ready to forget dinner and take the doctor to the men's quarter.

"Let's eat. I've plans for the night." If he pants got any tighter, Sanji was going to lose his cock.

Dinner went by without troubles, it was nice to have a quite dinner, the doctor's manners were so different from those of his crew that it was strange for Sanji to not dodge food or kick someone. But it was a good change. After putting the dishes away, before he could even start to wash them, Law took him outside and they laid on the grass, watching the stars. Well, they started like that. Sanji couldn't take it anymore and moved so he was on top of Law, looking at him and Law smiled with his hands upon the cook's hips. It was time for dessert. Sanji kissed Law. This time, there wasn't anything innocent about the kissing. The younger man started to undress his partner, it was going to happen.

Law responded doing the same, stripped Sanji of what until merely an hour ago, Sanji had considered his armor. A pair of long finger trailed the curve of his back and Sanji arched, like a cat leaning in for more caresses, he left open-mouthed kissed on the tanned skin of Law's neck and chest. While drawing a trail of kisses from that perfectly craved chest to his hard abdomen, while his fingers played with the dark line of hair guiding him to his erect cock, Sanji didn't stop looking at Law's grey eyes, which right now looked like they were holding a storm in them. Law was tense, anxious and Sanji wondered if he had jacked off while they were apart. Fuck, he shouldn't have pictured it. So, he focused on the task at hand and tucked the tip of the doctor's cock into his mouth, sucking slowly and swallowed centimeter after centimeter, making some pressure with his lips. He almost came when Law moaned the instant that his cock hit the back of the cook's throat.

A hand fisted his hair and tugged it, it was Law's way to ask Sanji to move or stop or do whatever he wanted with him. Sanji loved giving Law a blowjob. But he wasn't stopping, no, no, Sanji wanted Law on the verge of an orgasm, he wanted to pleasure Law in every way possible so the other man couldn't move after their reunion sex. So, he started to move up and down, taking it out with a pop and lapping the tip covered with a mix of saliva and pre-cum with his tongue when he needed to breathe. And during the time it lasted, Law laid unmoving, gasping, eyes fixed on his lover. It was so fucking erotic to see such a powerful man as Law like that.

"Sanji, if you keep… fuck! I'm gonna cum…" Grunted Law and Sanji stopped, no, he wasn't going to cum yet. "On your knees."

Sanji didn't mind that Law liked to bark orders during sex, especially when those orders were also promises of what was going to happen next. He moved so he was giving Law a perfect view of his rounded ass but found it strange when Law didn't roam it in as soon as it was possible, thus he looked over his shoulder and saw the captain looking at him, hunger in his eyes.

"Are you waiting for something, sexy?" Seriously, he wanted to be fucked hard right away, hell, he didn't give a fuck if tomorrow he couldn't walk properly!

Law smirked and licked two of his own fingers, coating them with enough saliva to make up for the forgotten lube. Sanji always forgot that Law was a doctor and wouldn't injure anyone unless it was an enemy. So thoughtful his boyfriend… Eh? Had he just thought of Law as his fucking 'boyfriend'!? His face heated and he knew that Law had noticed because he was staring with a little smirk. Smug bastard... if only he knew…

"Just… fuck me already!" For all response, Law pressed a finger against his butthole, without actually putting it in, just toying with it. "Law…"

"Spread more your legs, Sanji." He did so and was surprised, hell, he yelped when he felt the doctor's tongue in his back entry.

His other hand was around his dick, masturbating him slowly, at the same rhythm that the finger finally pushed against his sphincter. Sanji gasped and moved his hips backwards, against Law's hand and mouth. The saliva provided by the tongue still working him made it easier for him to finger him. He added another finger and moved them in circles, at the same time, Sanji knew he wasn't looking for his prostate, Law was a skilled doctor, he knew where the fucker was and didn't hesitated to press his fingers against it after a few seconds of toying with his asshole. The whole process of preparing the cook didn't take more than a few minutes, but by the ending, Sanji was drooling, eyes closed tightly and moaning like a bitch in heat. Law had that effect on him.

"You're about to cum already?" He put his hands beside Sanji's hands, taking advantage of the height difference to lean against him and still look taller. "Maybe I should have taken you with me."

"Fuck off, Law, and fuck me!" Law had asked him to join his crew, but Sanji refused because well, he loved Law but was loyal to the rubber idiot.

Law chuckled against his ear, the sound sending chills down his spine; it was arousing as hell, a low sound like that should be prohibited by law, no pun intended. The captain straightened and squeezed his shoulder, keeping him in place, and the other hand aligned his erection and then thrust until he was balls deep inside the blond. Both men moaned, they had missed the sex, oh, yeah… Law didn't move for a second, stood still, feeling the great sensation of the cook's rectum clenching to his cock with a small smile. When he considered it appropriate and, above all, safe to move, he took his dick out until only the tip remained inside and jammed it in with force. Sanji arched and let out a loud moan. It was amazing to do this knowing that nobody would catch them: he got to enjoy the Mugiwara's voice without restriction. And so, he repeated the move once and again until he got bored and started to thrust in and out, clutching Sanji's hips so hard that he knew it would leave a mark for several days.

At the end, he didn't have to touch his partner's dick, since the prostate massage he was receiving was enough to make him cum while screaming his name with that sweet voice drown in pleasure. Now he regretted the position they were fucking, he had missed the delicious facial expression that Sanji had in his face. Well, he rammed in more strongly until he felt his own orgasm building in the low part of his belly and finally came with a moan, well, more like moaning Sanji's name. They were incorrigible. Both males fell to the grass and Sanji climbed on top of Law, ready for some cuddling.

"Shouldn't we go inside?" Hell, shouldn't he leave? Sanji shook his head.

"They aren't coming until tomorrow and I'll wake up before they come, so, no worries. Beside, the stars are beautiful tonight, aren't they?" Law couldn't care one bit about the stars tonight, he was looking at those blushed cheeks, that glassy eye and those reddened lips.

Law kissed him, using his hand to drag his coat and cover them up, it was chilly after all and Mugiwara-ya wouldn't forgive him if the cook got ill.

"You're beautiful, Sanji." They made out for an hour or so before falling asleep, happy after months of loneliness and without giving a damn about anything else but the other's presence.

A few hours later…

"Oh, look! Sanji's up!" When Sanji woke up, still being hugged by Law and fortunately covered by Law's coat while the man himself was still sleeping, the last thing he had expected to see was Usopp pointing at him while the rest of the crew was doing whatever they were doing at five in the morning in the ship. "Good morning, lover boy."

"The hell!?" He scream, not daring to get up despise the fact that he was in a very compromising posture with a rival captain, naked after some love-making surrounded by his nakama, in front of his ladies! He felt like crying… "Weren't you supposed to be at the inn?"

"We got kick, Sanji-kun. Did you have fun? Because I'm charging you two hundred belies for using the common spaces of the ship for extracurricular meetings. Now get dressed, we'll be in the kitchen."

Well, that was a way to come out to your friends, wasn't it?

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