Hi there, I glad you are liking the story, thank you for the reviews and the followups, this chapter it's a bit strange, but I hope you like it as it has a little more "interaction" between the pair, if you know what I mean XD

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Guest: I'm glad you love the pairing, cos as you can see I'm also a fan, as for the fantasy twist, well, I'm a bit tired of the dramatic and realistic fics, they are always so sad and bitter that they almost suck your live energy. So when writing I wanted to make something a bit more happy and different for the fandom. I also love the AU, so it was funny to write.

Jay: Hi, it's also midnight in my country right now, so hey, high five for us the vampires. I'm glad you're liking the story even thought I know it still have so many errors. Thanks a lot it really helps me continue with this T^T. About dragon-Kidd, yeah, he's so good at this, I don't know why it hadn't occurred to me before, I mean it just fits him so well. Law on the other hand still need a bit of development in his story, but it will come. Hope you like the chapter

Shadow:No pasa nada porque no tienes tiempo para dejar un comentario o leerlo eh? no te voy a pegar ni nada, si no tienes tiempo no tienes tiempo. Aun asi me alegra que te este gustando, como ves estan que quieren y no pueden XD me encanta dejarles asi. En fin, gracias por el review, espero que te guste este capitulo.


The old dragon walked again on his room repeating the same path he had been doing for a while. He went to the wall where the bed with red sheets and nacre headboard was, stopped, turned, and returned to the beginning. He would go to the bed then, and return to the wall, and keep going around and around the room as his mind keep turning and turning over the same subject.

Why wasn't he able to control himself? Why all the plans he had drew went to hell when he just saw the boy? Why couldn't he torture the human as he had initially wanted? No, his mind had to play against him and he had to end slapping that perfect ass.

Fucking shit.

He had never felt so frustrated and angry with himself, it had never cost him so much to regain control and he had never had such an internal conflict. So why now? Why with this enemy?

Kidd turned to pace the room again feeling trapped in the huge place. He needed to get out, he needed to think this thoughtfully while flying. Yes, flying always helped him clear his mind, it always reassured him one way or another. Without thinking or worrying about it too much, Kidd left the room almost breaking the door in his search for freedom, and headed for the exit.

It was dark outside and the stars were shining between the clouds as they had been a few moments ago when he had been arguing with the boy. On the balcony the wind ruffled Kidd's red hair, and he couldn't help stopping in the middle of the place and breathe in the fresh air until he felt his body relax and get back to normal with the calm of the night around him.

When he felt at ease, he then transformed.

The red fire licked his body and his limbs changed shape until they become huge dangerous claws, his skin got covered with shiny ruby scales and large wings emerged from his back. Kidd closed his eyes. The change was always the same, it didn't hurt but it wasn't pleasant either. He felt his bones enlarge, his skin stretch and his body start to grow up and grow up until his head almost touched the ceiling of the cave. It was as if he was stretching after a long time, and it was as if his perception of the world suddenly changed. The smells were deeper and the night and the sounds were clearer, but the blood lust also resurfaced, the craving for power and the obsession to dominate and control.

The dragon stretched slightly getting used to his new body and how his emotions changed with it. The confusion was still there, but this time accompanied by a slight discomfort and irritation. He needed to think and he needed to do it now.

Kidd beat his wings strongly, gained impulse, and jumped into the air with a powerful roar.

The cold night welcomed him with open arms and, effortlessly, he flew into the air with the help of the strong wind currents. He rose then over clouds higher and higher until he felt his scales covered with a layer of ice from the frozen air around him. The world seemed so small and insignificant from that place. The moon looked high and huge in the dark sky.

Kidd closed his eyes and stopped flying letting gravity push him down again until he began to fall back. He then fell into the void, into nothingness, feeling his body weightless and light during the long time it took him to fall from over the clouds. And then, before he broke his face with the hard ground, in the last moment, he spread his wings in time just to dodge the blow that would kill him for sure.

Yeah, he loved to fly.

In the sky no one bothered him, he could do whatever he wanted and just be free to think about his problems. Problems that this time were kind of huge and new for him. Kidd slipped back into his mind while flying over a forest of tall and spooky pines, and faced the two sides in his mind: the one that was still asking for the boy's blood and the other repressed part which rather wanted to kneel in front of the boy and ask him to let Kidd fuck him.

Kidd sighted, but he couldn't deny it anymore, so, alone in the dark sky, Kidd allowed himself to release the oppressed part and carefully he begun to analyze the feelings and desires that Law awoke in him.

And, with all the cards on the table in front of him, he could no longer ignore it.

As much as it pissed him of, the brown haired boy was sex on legs. From the first moment he had saw his silver eyes in the fire of the village, Kidd had known that the man would become a big problem for him, but Kidd hadn't expected it to end like this. The little fascination from the first meeting was becoming an obsession and a pretty big problem because, as he had seen, Kidd was unable to control himself with the boy.

He liked the man, at least physically, with his brown silken skin and that perfect ass Kidd still remembered from a moment ago. The tension between them was obvious and, curiously, the dragon was liking it. Also the fantasies about the human in his bed did nothing but multiply in Kidd's mind and he had already woken up several mornings with an annoying erection between his legs and a need to fuck the man in his cave.

'But it's only that? Did you like him only physically?' asked the recently released part of his mind.

The dragon returned to analyze his behavior around the boy and what had happened in last few days, and he found himself answering "No". It wasn't only a physical attraction, he liked how the human didn't run scared for him as many humans did, he liked how the boy dared to contradict and challenge him, he liked his sarcastic speeches and every little expression Kidd managed to get out of him.

The dragon rose again in the air and watched the landscape at his feet like discovering a new perspective of the ancient valley.

Did he like the human? Was he in love? In love with the human who had tried to kill him? The logic answer after the analysis was yes, but Kidd didn't accept it. It was just ridiculous. Was he a masochist? He had never being in love. And a human? A dragon and a human? It was just impossible. The idea was so strange and absurd that Kidd refused it without hesitation. But then he thought about it again. And reanalyzed his absurd behavior in the recent days: the possessive instinct that had emerged within him with the boy, how he wanted to see the other and talk to him even though he usually preferred solitude, and that stupid desire he had for the boy that was driving him nuts.

Kidd sighed and flew getting among the few clouds that were still under the sky full of stars. It was a different flight this time, slower and calmer and very different from the aggressive and needy one he had been doing before. As if he was reaching a final conclusion.

Kidd sighed knowing that it didn't matter how much he wanted to reject his feelings, he didn't have a choice now. He had tried to find something that helped him refuse the idea, something that told him that he was wrong and that the feelings would stop if he decapitated the man. But he hadn't found anything, he had to accept the inevitable.

'I like my enemy.'

And with those words and the acceptance of the truth, his mind returned to be one and the peace and quiet returned to his head.

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Law couldn't sleep that night. He hadn't been able to avoid mulling over what had happened during the day. First the fight and then the slap on his back. Was the dragon mad? Bipolar? What the hell was happening? Law didn't understand the dragon and it was the first person in the world that Law couldn't understand. Which drove him mad. How could he change from hate to ... to what? Why the hell had the redhead slapped his butt?

As much as he had tried, he couldn't forget about it, the other's hand possessively gripping his ass, and that commanding voice in his ear. He had been hours without sleep and, at the end, he had gone for a walk trying to calm himself.

And then he had seen it.

Kidd had reached the balcony like a storm. Law had been surprised when the dragon didn't even noticed him standing there, but even so, Law hadn't had much time to try to take advantage of the situation when the other suddenly transformed and the huge red dragon appeared in front of him for the second time.

Law had been unable to think of anything else then. The dragons had always been the fascination of the mankind, a mythical creature that was even smarter than the human race and much more dangerous. The children dreamed with them, many searched the great dragons for their wisdom after centuries of existence and others just charmed for their legends.

Law himself had also dreamed of searching them. At least before becoming an exorcist, after that he had only studied how to kill them and had been brainwashed with how evil and dangerous those creatures were. Law had been small and had needed to survive, so he had had swallow his thoughts and had repeat and repeat the lessons of the church until at the end he had ended up believing them. But now that he had the amazing creature in front of him and he didn't need to kill it in the next few seconds, he began again to question his education.

The dragon was impressive. The legends he had heard didn't do him justice. It was huge, so huge that his body didn't even fit into the large balcony. He also had huge claws that scratched the floor and looked so sharp that they could for sure split rocks like butter. However, despite its size and power, it was still an elegant creature, with the long curved neck topped with a line of huge spikes along his column that ended in the long tale that was swinging in the air like a deathly whip.

Law's attention got caught on how bright was the red color of the scales that covered his body as it seemed to glow as red jaspers under the light of the moon. He had never seen such a pure and deep red. It was just too beautiful. Law found himself opening his eyes stunned and unable to look away from the incredible dragon. It was the most terrifying and beautiful creature he had ever seen. It was the perfect stereotype of a dragon, the perfection of his race. The king of dragons.

It was then when Kidd opened his huge wings raising currents of air in the room, and jumped into the air roaring strongly and making Law shiver with the power of sound. However the exorcist, without realizing what he was doing, started walking following the beast until he reached the edge of the cliff. Law looked after the dragon flying in the air until he disappeared into the clouds. He watched him fall, and save the fall before crashing with the ground in the last minute. He watched him fly and fly as if he was part of the very air.

After a moment Law turned and walked away from the scene with a fast heartbeat and rapid breathing. His body shivered in the cold night air he hadn't noticed as he had been too fascinated with the creature. But he didn't care. He didn't know why, but this moment was imprinted in his mind as if he had seen something he should cherish forever.

Freedom.

The other was the absolute definition of freedom. Doing whatever he wanted, challenging the rules of nature and simply enjoying the moment. It was the completely opposite of him. It was everything he wanted and could never have. It was just perfect. For a moment Law wondered how was he supposed to kill something like that. For a moment Law questioned all his life.

When he get back into his room and into his bed between warm and fluffy blankets, Law felt more relaxed. He was still confused by what he had seen, but he was definitely appeased. This time it didn't take him too much to fall asleep, and he quickly fell into a deep dream he hadn't had in years. It wasn't his typical dream where he had to obey macabre orders or fear punishment for his disobedience, no, it was a dream in which he just flew free in a sky plagued by clouds.

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The next morning Kidd paced in the cave with firm and decisive steps. His mind was cleared now and he was feeling much better, more alive and with a new goal in life. The dragon wanted the little human, and the dragon always got what he wanted. So it was time for him to start attacking and convincing the gray-eyed boy that sleeping with your worst enemy wasn't too bad.

Yes, it still sounded as bad as it seemed, no matter how much times he repeated it.

Kidd knew he could force the issue if he wanted, he had the strength and power to rape the tanned boy like the monster people believed him to be. But that didn't convince him at all and it wouldn't bring him any satisfaction, after all he wasn't only physically attracted to the boy, he wanted more than just sex.

Even so, if he wanted to go somewhere with the little human, he had to start making a move and he had to make the boy realize what he wanted. The sooner the better. So, without thinking about it too much, Kidd walked to the flooded room where he could feel that the man was taking a bath after training all morning. He didn't even asked if he could go in when he arrived, he just walked into the room as if it was the most normal thing to do.

"I need to talk to you" he commented as he stood on the edge of the pool with his legs slightly open and his arms folded in a resolute pose.

The naked boy in the water, giving Kidd his muscled back, froze. The dragon stared at him intently studying the tattoos on his back and arms, and envying every drop of water that ran down his soft skin and into the water that reached his waist. Kidd again tied to be quiet and tried not to jump at the boy when he started to turn slowly giving him a murderous glare. His hair was tousled in every direction and his face was slightly flushed from the exercise he had been doing which made Kidd's mind instantly imagine that very face in a much more intimate and pleasant situation.

"Can't you wait for another time?" asked the boy without fully turning to face him.

Kidd just smiled at his obvious reaction of disgust. He had intended to start attacking, and for his blue balls he would. "No, it has to be now"

The man growled in frustration and returned to give him his back while he rubbed his arm trying to keep warm in the freezing water. The exorcist could endure the cold for a while, but now that the dragon had come, who knows how much time he would be there. Kidd, however, noticed the gesture and, before being aware of what he was doing, his power flared in his mind and the water began to steam in the cave.

Protecting him unconsciously.

"Thank you" murmured the boy swimming a bit away from him feeling uncomfortable with the kind gesture.

"It was nothing" replied the dragon feeling slightly happy and proud of himself "Call me every time you want to bathe, I will warm the water and everything else you want" he said in a little indirect.

The boy returned to look at him with a surprise and a strange look, as if he were questioning his intelligence, but as quickly, he was giving Kidd his back again as he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever" he said ignoring the indirect "you wanted to talk" he remembered the dragon.

And then Kidd went blank. Shit. His plan had been to start a conversation and provoke the other, sadly he hadn't thought about the conversation topic.

"Well ... you said you were from the Vatican and that you came here to kill me, was the Vatican the one who sent you here?"Kidd asked at the end with one of the questions that had been haunting his mind since the human's interrogation.

And with a simple question Kidd could see perfectly how the human tensed and stood still in the middle of the steaming water.

"Maybe" Law answered with caution.

Kidd cocked his head suddenly curious. Really? Did someone in the Vatican wanted to kill him? Why? Kidd had only asked the first question that had come to his mind, he hadn't really expected to get information.

"Who wants to kill me?" he asked again, attentive to the new conversation topic.

The other however remained tense." None of your business"

Kidd snorted frustrated. He hated when he didn't know something, especially something of that importance. Earlier he had been torturing the boy to get the answers but now he doubted he could do it. He had missed his opportunity and clearly it was going to cost him it's price.

"Yes, I'm interested" he replied with anger again surfacing his voice " Are you stupid? I want to know who wants to kill me"

The other boy just turned completely to face him and looked at the great dragon with a frown and a cruel look. Okay, maybe Kidd shouldn't have insulted the proud human.

"I want to kill you" the boy said in an absolute murderous tone.

But Kidd didn't pay him too much attention. At last they were face to face, and again Kidd was getting distracted with the boy's body. Although the steam from the water hided the sight, the dragon wasn't disappointed with what lay ahead, he little human really was tempting, but with him naked in the middle of the water he just looked too very edible.

Still, the fantastic view was overshadowed by the harsh words from the tanned man. Before, when Kidd hadn't recognized what he felt, he hadn't care about what the other thought of him, but now that he was determined to conquer him, it hurt a little. Okay, it hurt a lot, but still he wasn't going to let the other man know.

"Oh, come on, tell me, you're not going to die for giving me a bit of information" he finally said rolling his eyes and trying to hide his pain.

The boy however continued to stare at him with an angry look. "And you're not going to die for telling me where your treasure is"

And suddenly it was Kidd's turn to be enraged His treasure. Hadn't the human learned anything from the last time he had mentioned it? That was a topic he didn't want to talk about. The dragon felt the blinding rage, he felt the possessiveness and obsession for his treasure seize him.. But this time he controlled it.

He didn't want to rip the little human, he wanted to put him in his bed. He was a rational creature, he wouldn't let his emotions control him, no matter how much the boy knew of his weakness and knew how to take advantage of them. The dragon breathed deeply and forced his instinct to calm down.

He looked at the boy in front of him. He had an expectant look on his gray eyes, as if waiting for him to explode in a rage attack and stomp out of the room like a little boy. But he wasn't going to do it. If the boy wanted to play dirty he would also have his fun.

Tilting his head to one side, Kidd faked an innocent smile that caused the boy to immediately look at him suspicious.

"Do you mind if I take a bath with you?" The redhead asked sweetly.

And just like that the boy paled. Kidd held in his mouth a vengeful laugh as the boy unconscious stepped back in the water with panic written all over his face. God, that image will be saved in his mind for his personal enjoyment.

"Yes, I care" said the brown haired boy at the end, knowing however that what was going to happen was inevitable. Because it was. The redhead just shrugged with a dark smirk.

"Well, it's a pity that this is my lair and I don't give a fuck about your opinion" the dragon answered as a matter of fact.

The tanned boy pursed his lips into a thin line and Kidd swore that he could almost hear him grinding his teeth. But he didn't care, his goal was to hunt the boy and that was what he was going to do.

Without thinking too much he grabbed the edge of the black shirt he was wearing and pulled it off over his head in one fluid motion.

And then something very interesting happened. The human suddenly opened his eyes in surprise and the dragon had to contain his smirk when the boy ran his gaze through him from head to toe, pausing for a long minute in his bare chest.

Kidd knew the impression he gave, with his hard muscles and his chest riddled with scars from old battles. He had been the fantasy of many. His human appearance was quite attractive, and the old creature knew it and hadn't hesitated to use it in the past. The dragon had lost count of the women he had managed to get into his bed only by walking past them, but he had never felt so pleased with himself as he was feeling now, with his little human devouring his body with his gray gaze.

However Kidd pretended he hadn't seen anything and continued undressing: shoes, weapons, and other items he had until he was only left with his pants on. The human wasn't taking his eyes off him and was completely motionless and breathing heavily. The redhead unconsciously licked his lips and finally his hands reached the bottoms of his pants savoring the triumph of the hunt.

The boy looked at his hands unbuttoning his pants, his eyes too focused on what he was doing and looking a bit too dark. Kidd couldn't help but smile when Law took a slight step toward him in the water with a strong flush in his face. The second button came out and Kidd just needed to get his pants off, but then, when his hands got to the cloth on his thighs and pulled it down sharply, the human turned around growling in frustration.

Kidd held his laugh and walked to the water completely naked now. The boy was leaning against the opposite wall, was breathing heavily, and it looked as if he was trying to control himself.

The dragon got into the hot water and the boy tensed visibly. Kidd ignored him, plunged into the steaming liquid and swam in the tense silence of the room to where the brown haired boy was without making the slightest noise. Watching the other as a tiger hunting a little rabbit, watching every reaction and movement and acting accordingly to it. In the end he came to where the human was and stood behind him, so close that he practically touched his back with his chest.

It would be too easy to touch him now, to discover how that skin would feel against his own one or if it would be as smooth as it looked. He would finally find out if his own pale color would look fine against the tanned and tattooed one and he would be able to observe the reactions of his little human when he touched him. But at the end Kidd didn't do it. He wanted the other to desire and beg for him as much as Kidd wanted to beg for him to let him just touch his skin. He wanted the human there with him. It wouldn't feel satisfactory in other way.

So he waited, and waited until the little human turned around not knowing he was behind.

The exorcist jumped in fright and swore in an strange language when he saw him. Kidd however didn't let him have the slightest chance and quickly raised his hands to the wall behind the boy caging him between his body and the wall. The brown haired boy looked away with a slight blush beginning to appear on his cheeks and a disgust grimace appearing on his face.

He looked everywhere but at the dragon's body in front of him.

Now that they were so close Kidd could hear Law's rapid heartbeats, he could taste the softs gasps escaping his mouth between those luscious lips and could see without difficulty every curve and line of the human body. So tempting and inviting. Kidd inched even closer to that perfect body until his head was placed in the curve of the tanned boy neck.

And then he froze.

The gray eyed boy before him closed his tortured eyes and bowed his head trying to escape from him and what he was doing. Kidd frowned annoyed at the gesture of refusal, but his attention was still focused on the exquisite neck in front of him, and in the end he didn't give the gesture too much attention.

The boy smelled so good. Like hidden secrets and ancient magic, and, at that distance, his caramel skin was just begging him to taste it, and it would be so easy to bite and mark it now. Suddenly, the possessive instinct in Kidd's mind resurfaced, eager as ever, but this time instead of being directed to his stunning treasure, it was directed to something else.

Kidd wanted to bite the arrogant human. He wanted to leave a mark on his perfect skin to show everyone that no one could touch him or make the slightest damage to him or they would have to deal with the largest predator in the world. He wanted to let everyone know who this man belonged to. His and his alone. But above all he wanted the man to be the one who begged for it, it was Law the one who has to ask him to mark him for all to see, the one who had to let him protect him and take care of him for the rest of his life.

Kidd struggled with himself for a moment. Was he going to bite the human or was he waiting for the other to request it? Why had that instinct suddenly emerged in him?

But before he could do anything, the other twisted in his cage and tried to slip through his arms without touching them at all.

"I-I'm getting out of here" He said without looking at him and obviously uncomfortable with all the situation.

Kidd growled angrily. He wasn't going to let him go, he hadn't made his decision yet and he didn't want the moment to end without having made clear his intention. So, ignoring the desire to escape in the other's eyes, he got closer to him, cornering him even more against the wall, but without touching him yet. Just tempting him with the idea of what might happen.

And then, whispering in his ear with a deep possessive voice, he asked "Why? Any problem? Somewhere to be?" He said letting his lips finally caress the tanned ear.

The little human instantly shook in his arms, letting out a sight and biting his tender lips nervously but frowning even more. No one had resisted his charms so much as this little human and it slightly irritated the dragon. Normally, people at that stage of the foreplay had already thrown his arms around him and were begging him to fuck them. Kidd was frustrated, yet he was enjoying having to work for what he wanted, it was quite challenging and kind of fun.

However, his plans weren't going as he had planned and he knew it. He could never predict anything with this man, Law was always able to surprise him with something new, and, this time wasn't any different. With a face of despair Law suddenly put his hands on his pectorals and pushed him, hard, until Kidd was thrown back several meters and water droplets splashed everywhere.

When Kidd got to his feet again and looked around, the boy was out of water and a towel was quickly wrapped around his waist.

"I hate you" the boy said looking at him angry and disgusted, and picking up his clothes quickly.

Kidd in turn raised a sarcastic eyebrow and then looked down at the boy's crotch where an obvious erection could be seen through the towel. Then he looked into the eyes of the boy with an eloquent look.

"Yeah, I can see that" he said wryly.

At this the boy instantly blushed deeply. Then he grabbed what was closest to him, which happen to be the clothes that Kidd had taken off before, and, without even looking at the dragon in the water, he tossed them to his face like an hysterical woman.

Kidd couldn't contain the proud and satisfied smile on his face when Law got out of the room almost running. It was true that it was the first time that someone had rejected him so much and it was a huge blow to his pride, but at least he had left his intention clear to the boy and he had had fun.

Now the only thing to do was to continue pissing him off until he was left desperate for him.

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Law paced up and down his room without being able to stand still. His skin was still wet and he was starting to get cold because the only clothes he was wearing was the stupid towel from before. He should probably get some clothes on, but he didn't, his mind was still looking for an explanation for what had just happened.

Because, what the hell? What had just happened? Had the other just jumped on him like an animal in heat? Really? Hadn't it been in his imagination? And why had the dragon done that? They were both men for God's sake, didn't he understood that things didn't work that way? Or was it perhaps, that dragons could reproduce with members of the same sex and...

Law mentally slapped himself. 'Law don't go in there, you don't want to go in there' and besides, that wasn't the problem. The dragon could do whatever he wanted, he could try and eat him, he could torture him or ... Well, take him to bed as it appeared to be the case,'God, had he seriously done that? Was he so needed?' He asked in disbelief again. But that wasn't yet the problem, the problem was that he, technically, didn't have to care about what the monster did to him... But he have.

Why had he ended up with an erection ? Why had he get aroused and had been staring at the redhead like an idiot when he had undressed? Law recalled the image, how the other had been taking off his clothes slowly while looking into his eyes, and how the dragon had smiled full of confidence and male satisfaction. He hadn't been prepared for this, he simply hadn't been trained to face an enemy that wanted to get him into his bed. Law hadn't known what to do, so he hadn't done a thing and had only stare at that amazing powerful body.

It had been like watching one of the Roman statues that decorated the halls of the Vatican. A body perfectly sculpted with strong and elegant muscles and covered in white marbled skin that contrasted with his bright red hair. Law had been stunned. However that perfect and beautiful skin had been covered with scars from old battles and the one that Law has made on his own.

A long thin line that crossed his pale chest.

Seeing the scar he had left on the dragon in his previous battle had stirred something in Law. He had marked the beast, that perfect body was claimed with a scar that would be always there in his long life. Something that would remind the dragon of him for eternity. A mark that would tell everyone that someone had hurt the huge beast, that someone could be at his level smoothly, that despite being a mere human he could fight as an equal.

A scar that marked the redhead as his prey. As his.

But the scene hadn't finished there, no, the dragon then had gotten into the water and had cornered him pathetically against the wall. And then the perfect body had been inches from his own, completely wet and naked before him.

Law growled falling into the floor on his knees and feeling his erection waking up again.

Why was he getting excited just by remembering him? The dragon was a man, his enemy, what he was doing contradicted the code from start to end. What the hell was he doing? He hadn't come to Romania to have fun. He has to regain control or the Vatican would kill him, he had to find an explanation, he had to stop whatever was happening to him.

However, as it had going on for hours since he had returned from the bathroom, when he came back to a conclusion, Law feel again the hot breath of the redhead against his exposed neck and his hoarse voice in his ear and again his mind go blank and he returned to the starting point.

'Why do I have a fucking erection?'


Well this chapter has been fun to write, hope you guys liked it.

Thanks for reading.