I'm sorry for taking so long with this chapters, but there were holidays, my computer broke with the correction half done, and I have had some problems. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this.
The redhead looked at Law for a moment in silence, processing what he had just heard and trying to contain the pain that arose inside him. His whole body tensed, his eyes seemed to shine with a dangerous glint in them.
"Is that what you think?" He asked in a hard tone, his eyes fixed on Law's grey ones under him.
"Yes"
Kidd got away from Law, raising from the bed, as if the boy burned. For a moment, he couldn't think, pain just numbing his mind. So that was it. So the other didn't trust him, so for Law, this five days had meant absolutely nothing. He didn't feel anything for him. He just wanted to get rid of Kidd.
It fucking hurt.
Kidd moved across the room, unable to stand next to Law. Pain and betrayal again grew inside him like old friends. He punched the wall trying to control himself and the feelings he so much hated. Shit. Why did Law keep seeing him as a womanizer? Yeah, he had been that, but Kidd had also made it clear that he had changed, Law had made him change, he was not going to force him, manipulate him, if Law didn't want too, for god's sake, he was not a barbarian! He had shown the boy that he meant something different for him, he felt something more than lust, this thing between them was important for Kidd too.
Kidd had been stupid. He had believed that Law would accept him and like him back, he would trust him and want him by his side. It was clear now that he had made a huge mistake. Law hated him, considered him a brute as he had just shown him with those words. He just expected the redhead to satisfy his urges and leave him used.
It didn't matter. Not now. Kidd won't let himself get hurt again so stupidly. Law wanted him to leave and not see him again? Kidd could do that. He wasn't a beast, no matter what the other thought. What anyone thought.
Turning around he observed the dark-haired man on the mattress who was still not moving. It was over. If he went on like this, he would only hurt himself more and more, and Law would hate him more and more too. Kidd would not live like that.
Walking steadily, he approached the window through the messed silent room.
"I'm leaving" his gaze settled on the city illuminated with fires and torches beyond the window. The party was reaching its peak, music high in the air, laughter accompanying it "I promise you will not see me again ...I'm sorry... for all the inconvenience"
He leaned over the window, preparing to jump over it and leave all this behind, all the possibilities, a life he had dream next to this amazing boy. It was all for the best. Although it hurt as if he was tearing his heart out, although it felt wrong in every sense, it was the only thing he could do. He would not forgive himself for hurting Law. Ever.
Something gripped his clothes and a pulled him back into the mess of the room, into the bed besides the window, into where he had longed to be.
Kidd blinked.
"N-no" a voice murmured weakly, low behind him on the bed.
Turning himself until he faced the other on the bed, both sitting between the sheets, he found Law grabbing his shirt tightly, tense, almost scared. His grey eyes looked huge in his face, panicked and terrified. The dead look had disappeared and now he seemed able to start hyperventilating. He suddenly looked much younger, like the child he was, like a man whose life had been shattered.
"Law?" Kidd asked slowly, "Didn't you want me to leave?"
Law lowered his head ashamed, tense, but still without letting go of his clothes, as if his life depended on it. Kidd studied him intently. This being the first time he had seen so many emotions playing on the boy's face in such a short time, as if the mask had disappeared to reward him with what lay under.
"No," Law finally answered, slow, almost a whisper "I ..." He stopped and again his face changed, uncertainty, fear, loss, as if he did not know what to say, as if his mind didn't yet know what to do, what he wanted.
Kidd finally understood.
Law didn't trust him yet. It pissed and hurt Kidd, but he realized that he couldn't really get blame Law, he hadn't exactly been the nicest man in the last days. He couldn't blame him for calling him out after what he had tried to do to him, after the kiss, the training, the baths…Kidd hadn't intended too, but he had really played the womanizer act amazingly.
However, what made him smile tenderly wasn't that, but the way Law kept clutching his shirt without letting go. White knuckles. Trembling fist. A strength that almost teared the fabric. The boy also wanted him by his side. Just a little. It was enough for Kidd, it made the pain vanish.
Grabbing Law's hand on his shirt, he pulled from him grabbing his waist and sitting him into his lap with his head resting against his shoulder protectively. He wrapped his arms around his waist possessive and affectionate. Law did nothing, what's more, instead of pulling back as Kidd had expected, he just relaxed and let Kidd squeeze him against his strong chest.
Kidd wondered then, with the other between in his arms, at how quickly the pain and anger from a few moments ago had completely disappeared. It was impressive how the boy could play so easily with his emotions. Scary. Worrying. Maybe he had fallen too hard. Kidd frowned.
"You attract to many problems, Law," he whispered, caressing the boy's naked back reassuringly, warm smooth skin under his rugged fingers.
"Fuck you" Law mumbled, finally hugging him back and taking a deep breath against his shoulder.
Kidd smiled happily to see that Law had at least returned to be his normal self, he still had the wonderful emotions overflowing his face, the mask and control having been broken and taking time to be built back. It was actually so beautiful, hypnotizing, so tempting to just let himself go and explore the boy's little weak moment.
Unable to hold himself back, and with a hungry glint in his eyes, Kidd lowered his head to where the boy's one was still resting on his shoulder. He kissed him again, hungrily and passionately, squeezing Law exquisite body against his and sitting him more firmly on his lap. Law answered the kiss instantly, just as demanding and hungrily as him for it. Then, provocative, he wrapped his legs around Kidd's hips, the stupid skirt rolling up his tight to reveal more tanned and soft skin.
Kidd realized he wasn't wearing anything under it.
Separating from the other's lips Kidd cursed at the posture and at what it implied. Law smiled arrogantly at him still hugging him, still with his legs parted over his crotch and that little thin fabric covering the most necessary part. Fuck. Law knew what he was doing to him. That position allowed him to feel everything: Law's pupils dilated and his breath accelerating, his hard nipples rubbing against his chest through Kidd's own shit…His own hard cock pressing against the other's entrance through his trousers, warm, ready, exposed.
Kidd rose a hand to the back of Law's neck, separating them slightly to look into his eyes seriously.
"Don't do this" he told him worriedly, remembering Law's previous words. He won't force him. He won't hurt or use him for his own pleasure. "You don't need to do this, it won't change anything between us. It's ok"
Law just grinned at his comment. With one of those smiles that made his blood boil like fire in his veins. Damn, that smile should be illegal. However, it felt nothing compared to when Law moved his hips over him, slow and hard, exerting friction over his raising erection and opening his legs even more to favour contact. The skirt rolled a little bit up, Law showing himself.
Kidd breathed deeply closing his eyes and trying to control the wave of lust that was beginning to invade him. It was too much. To provocative. They had not done anything yet and Kidd was already rock hard. But the visuals, the image of Law on him, moving himself eagerly over his cock almost naked, with his leg opened wide with that impressive flexibility, and that knowing smirk on his face? It was ending his little self-control.
"What makes you think I don't want you to fuck me, Kidd?" Law whispered against his lips, the voice low, little gasps escaping between the question, as if he also was getting hard with this. His sparkling eyes telling Kidd that Law knew perfectly well what he was provoking.
Kidd snapped.
Grabbing the others moving ass between his hands, he changed their positions until Kidd had the boy laid on the bed under him. He then proceeded to kiss him. The playfulness and care gone, passion, lust, and need substituting them, as Kidd delighted in Law's addictive taste.
However, Law, as the little shit he was, just raised his hips pressing their cocks together again, letting Kidd feel his hot need against his though the thin fabrics of their clothes. Kidd's fingers dug even deeper into Law's plump tight ass, pressing their bodies even closer, feeling Law's dick growing against his, damn, it would be so easy to raise that fucking skirt, to touch him, to feel him...
However, that won't do. Kidd didn't want a quickie, he wanted to take his time, learn and appreciate the other's body slowly and intently.
Letting go of the other's perfect ass, Kidd's hands instead raised and caressed the tanned body beneath him with slow, soft caresses, his legs, his exposed collarbones the tattoos on his arms. Unlike the time in the bathrooms where he had hardly touched him, this time Kidd studied Law's skin conscientiously, caressing his unprotected chest with desire, following the lines of ink, travelling with infinite patience over his abdomen, and feeling the muscles tense and relax under his hands. Law let him be strangely, submissive, relaxed, he began to hold his breath each time he felt the redhead's hands move dangerously close to the skirt making Kidd smile satisfied against his mouth.
Separating himself from the kiss, he licked up Law's jaw until he reached his earlobe where he began to nibble at the tender delicate skin there. Finally, out of curiosity he pulled at the earrings the other always wore experimentally.
Law suddenly hugged his neck as if shocked, his nails biting into his shoulders and his whole body undulating under Kidd. He even released a small contained whimper when Kidd repeated the pull. Kidd smirked. For a while, he tortured him, enjoying every little sound he could get out of clenched teeth. It was so incredible to feel Law like this, letting him do what he wanted, sighting and shivering at the slightest touch.
How could he be so sensitive?
His hands quickly began to caress the dark brown nipples on Law's chest, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers, and then pulling at them gently, making Law begging to sight and whimper louder and louder, as Kidd pinched them harder each time. Kidd bit over his earrings again and finally Law began to urge him to go faster with his body, lower and harder, but at the same time, Kidd could feel him trying to escape from Kidd's expert hands, desire and fight mixing inside him. Surrendered to him, but at the same time, resisting to fall completely.
It was the hottest fight Kidd had ever played.
His mouth went down into the crook of Law's neck and he arched giving him more space to lick into that area. Kidd cock felt too tight in his pants. Fuck he was so damn sexy. Kidd didn't know if Law did it on purpose or by accident, but the sounds, the little movements, the way he kept trying to resist. It was driving him crazy.
He felt Law's nipples hardened to tight little nubs under his touch. Kidd didn't stop pinching and squeezing them, harder and harder each time, mercilessly, making Law squirm like crazy under him, his nails on his shoulders painful.
"Nng" Law finally said under his caress, a little moan, a beautiful soft sound "Kidd s-stop, they are beginning to hurt"
Kidd just smiled with his arrogant smile totally entertained with his new lover. It seemed that torturing the other was going to become his new hobby. He could feel Law's cock now fully erect and hard against his, his twisting body making small timidly movements against his, trying to get more friction. It wasn't enough. Kidd wanted more, so much more, he wanted Law totally lost into pleasure and moaning high and clear under him, letting go of all his control to realize that he could trust him.
"What hurts Law?" he tried.
Law glared him. His face red. His mouth opened surely to scream at him something rude, but Kidd just lowered his head not breaking eye contact and bit the little hard nipples with sharp teeth.
The moan this time did fill the room.
He smirked as Law quickly covered his mouth with a hand, and closed his eyes with a frown. His other tattooed hand got tangled in Kidd's reddish hair pulling at it tightly and trying to push him away from that weak place. Kidd ignored him on purpose and continued to suck that sensitive skin, leaving red marks on it from the voracity with which he devoured him. His tongue circled around the little nubs gently as his teeth brushed dangerously against them, a subtly reminded of what he could do.
It made Law moan again. And again. Kidd was just having too much fun.
"Kidd!" Law called again, his name sounding just perfect in that pleasure filled voice "No more of that...fuck, Kidd, stop!" he ordered, almost shouting.
But the redhead felt Law's body pressing against his asking for more contact, his legs opening in invitation, his fingers gripping his hair desperately.
No, Kidd won't be stopping, this delicious skin was something addictive and he swore he could spend hours tasting it. Also, on top of that, the desperate moans that he had finally managed to tear off this proud boy were too erotic and inciting to stop them. He went on to suck on the other nipple with eagerness performing the same process, but before that he took advantage of the moment to separate himself slightly from the other and removed his own shit.
Instantly the hot, velvety skin of the boy rubbed against his own heated one igniting every nerve ending he possessed. His pale skin against Law's tanned one looked perfect, a contrast that only managed to arouse him more if that was even possible. His now painful dick beginning to throb anxiously, begging him for realise.
His hands squeezed Law's hips urging him to stop moving trying to rub their cocks together. Law made another light defiant friction against his crotch, in revenge, the redhead bit his nipple one last time, and finally, with another moan, Law separated and dropped into the mattress without any strength left. Kidd trembled as he lost that wet heat against his crotch, but controlled himself, and anxious to hear Trafalgar Law moan louder, he began to trace the other's hard dick over his skirt. The bulk now completely obvious and wet under the thin fabric now polled around his hips.
Law bit his lip hard at the touch, holding back a cry in his throat, and arching into the mattress under Kidd. His hands raised to Kidd's arms, fingers gripping him as he tried to contain the wave of pleasure that was invading him. Kidd of course, repeated the light caress, again and again and again, until Law could only lie down with his muscles tense and body rolling with each caress, moaning higher and higher as the redhead had been wanting from the beginning. No hiding this time, Law's pleasure taking the same and control away.
"How long has it been since you touched yourself, Law?" Kidd asked, still amazed at the other's incredible sensitivity.
In response, Law simply opened his legs wider, giving Kidd's hands freedom to do what they wanted to that part of his anatomy. The skirt almost felt non- existing, the cloth wet, stretched and hiding so fucking little. Kidd squeezed Law tightly in a grip. Law writhed desperately under him in search of even more contact.
Kidd licked his lips. It was unfair, Law was just so hot.
"If you are so hard with just a few caresses I can't wait to see you when I finish fucking you" the redhead whispered against his ear.
Law glared at him again, and clearly forced himself to control his reactions again. Kidd didn't allow it, his skilful hand moved again, hard, rough, Law cried again, fingers gripping him painfully.
"Kidd fuck ...stop that" Law said between clenched teeth and hoarse weak voice, almost a sob.
"Why would I do something so annoying?" Kidd murmured, squeezing more around his member and getting Law to arch again with his eyes wide open and a half scream in his mouth "Unless you want to go to skin-to-skin contact, in which case I won't complain"
Without stopping to torture on the other, Kidd rose over a spasming Law until their faces were tempting millimetres apart. He outlined Law mouth with his free hand, pressing a thumb into those tender red lips and prompting him to open his mouth.
"Tell me Law, do you want me to continue like this?" His hand picked up speed, deepening the caress, and the brunette closed his eyes again holding his breath, his whole body surrendered, his legs opening wider "Or do you prefer if I take out your clothes so I can touch you properly?"
Law gasped under him at the wonderful image Kidd had drawn in his mind. Leaning over, still pressing the thumb of one hand against Law's lower lip and his other hand torturing him vilely through his clothes, quicker, higher, until Law's hips began to move in compass.
"With my hand rubbing against you naked hard hot cock until I make you reach the biggest orgasm of your life?" he continued provoking him, his hands however stopping all movement until the room felt into a silence, only interrupted by Law's accelerated breath "What do you prefer?"
Law gasped shaking under him. Kidd knew he was being too harsh towards Law's inexperience, but he couldn't hold back, this has gone for too long, his patience was non-existent and Law was looking just too edible. Kidd stared at him, waiting for an answer with a hungry look in his eyes, his hand over his twitching member.
"...To-touch me" Law finally murmured, embarrassment on his face. Kidd knew it was degrading to say this kind of things, but exciting at the same time. Law definitely loved the dirty talking if Kidd had to guess. " More, Kidd please... please ... f-fuck me please"
Kidd shut his mouth with his own. Without waiting, he raised Law's hips with one arm, their cocks rubbed together again, showing Law that he was just as needy and hard as the younger one.
Finally, Kidd tugged and the stupid thin wet skirt of the test and pulled it free throwing it among the rest of junk of the room.
Instantly Kidd was again touching Law greedily. A possessive hand pumping his erection and a thumb rubbing at the tip mischievously. With his other free hand, Kidd opened Law's legs again, spreading and exposing him, now completely naked, to his reddish. Kidd separated a moment, needing to observe him, to memorize him as he was now.
The image was obscene, beautiful, and perfect. Law's eyes were half lidded, frowning, trying to control the pleasure. His lips were red from Kidd kisses, like his nipples covered in Kidd's hickeys, still hard, still begging to be bitten. His arms were spread at his sides, surrendered, without strength, his legs were opened, inviting and unashamed, as if begging him to fuck him, his hard-red cock was now dripping precome over a trembling stomach.
Welcoming, aroused and his.
"You're just perfect," Kidd whispered, to which Law blushed again a deep red, a beautiful deep red "I can't wait to make you mine, God Law, you're just incredible."
Kidd pressed fingers against Law's entrance and Law opened his eyes from surprise, a sudden gasp escaping his lips, his cock again twitching against his stomach. Kidd smirked. Without warning, without waiting, without lubrication. Wild and rough as they both were. Simply the one against the other.
After the little warning Kidd finally introduced a finger inside him.
Law rose on his elbows trying to hold the pain, a sound between a moan and a hiss filling the room. Kidd instantly, lowered himself and hugged him by the shoulders, spreading soft kisses over his face and hair.
"Relax, you will love it in a moment, I promise" he whispered calmly.
The redhead felt Law's arms wrap around his neck as he began to move the fingers in and out of him, opening him, working him wide gently and carefully and preparing him for what was to come. God, he felt to tight, so hot and soft, it was like liquid velvet around his fingers. His member throbbed impatient, he was not going to hold much longer.
Grasping then the Law's forgotten member between their bodies, he began to pump it with passion, hard, and quickly, until he again heard precious little sounds of pleasure come from the other's mouth. Kidd introduced a second finger, moving in and out now more easily as Law again melted into the mattress, strength leaving him and reducing him to a whimpering mass of moans. Kidd fucked him raw with his fingers adding the third final one, entering him till the knuckles, before retreating completely, moving inside him experimentally observing the reactions that caused one position or another.
Stopping and retreating when he considered that if had been enough, when Law was almost on the peak of his climax, he kissed the soft hair of the other with an evil smirk as Law sobbed in need.
Law's face was the most erotic one Kidd had ever seen and he couldn't help waiting for a moment to revel in that image. With his grey eyes lost in ecstasy, while sobs and gasps escaped from his half-open mouth. With his body trapped under his, legs impossibly wide showing his cock twitching like crazy and his entrance as in offering. He desperate from his caresses. All control loss. Conquered. Submissive. And his.
"Kidd please…. please, fuck me ... ah ... I need it, your cock ...inside... please, please" Law begged, sobbing, his whole-body trembling and waiting for him.
Kidd didn't need Law to repeat it. Lowering over him and devouring his mouth, Kidd, lowered his pants and began to slowly enter him at a slow but steady pace. He entangled his hand with Law's, intertwining his fingers between the sheets in a show of support.
Law release another painful moan, Kidd wasn't exactly average, that's why he always needed to prepare his lovers, but Law was also especially tight. A virgin too. Kidd stood there for a moment, not advancing more, waiting for Law to get used to the intrusion a little, feeling like he was being swallowed and slowly dying between the warm, liquid heat of the other.
God, it was incredible. Better than anything he could have ever imagined. So tight, so perfect, that it was hard for him not to grab the other, turn him face first in the bed, and fuck him like and animal as his body really demanded. He knew that if he did it, he would never forgive himself, especially if it hurt Law. This was their first time, Kidd needed to be delicate. Law had trusted him, had let him take him, and Kidd would not betray that little confidence. So instead he simply devoted himself to kiss Law, while the other tried to relax and accept him into his body.
"Law …" he called with a voice suddenly full of emotion God, now Law was his, he realized. Totally and completely his "Law, it's ok, you can do this".
Law moaned. Loud and clear.
Ecstasy invaded Kidd as a sense of overprotection felt over him. He was not going to let anyone separate them. Law was his now, he was not going to enter the fucking temple. If necessary, Kidd would take him away from Greece and into another country by force, it that would make him happy.
They would be together.
With that new conviction, Kidd entered even more inside the other who arched on the bed and nailed his back. He was completely inside. Balls deep into him. Kidd stopped his movements again, letting the boy feel his length inside him claiming him as his own. Showing him where he belonged, who loved him abode anything, and who was making him writhe with pleasure.
"Yes...Kidd... more, please" his grey eyes looked at him blinded by desire and Kidd loved it.
The redhead began to move with a gentle roll of his hips between Law's legs, thrusting slowly but deeply. Law raised his hips instantly performing the complementary movement almost without knowing it, and letting him enter deeper and deeper into him, almost fucking himself with Kidd's cock.
It was so fucking sexy.
Suddenly Kidd hit something inside Law, and the raven-haired boy screamed a sob, scratching his back and trashing on the bed spasmodically. Kidd smirked satisfied and quickly hit that point again with more strength, again, and again and again, accelerating more and more his thrust until he found a frantic pace.
Law's hole clenched against his hard cock so tight that Kidd grunted. However, his mission was accomplished, Law was now reduced to a mass of whining and pleading, and it had been Kidd who had done that. The face of total pleasure was making, moaning as he had never heard anyone moan, with his hard rock member dripping between their stomach, with that hoarse voice asking him for more, faster, harder... was too much. To see how the serious and proud boy had been reduced to this because of him, it was incredible.
Grasping the other's erection between them, Kidd curled his other hand under Law's hips and easily lifted the other up, letting him sit on top of him in the position in which they had started. Except that this time, there were no clothesbetween them. Law moaned even louder the position making Kidd enter so deep into him, one of the redhead's hands milking his dick, the other, holding him in place as soft little touched explored the place where they were joined.
Kidd was trying to extend this as much as he could. Loving to see Law about to reach his orgasm, but, as a bastard he was, he stopped all movement suddenly, denying the dark-haired man the waited final.
Law cried and trashed about, totally desperate for more contact, for the end. When he saw that Kidd would do nothing, he tried to continue with it for himself, trying to ride the other as one of his hands grabbed his own cock without shame. A strange kind of desperation and lust on his eyes. Kidd let him do it for a moment marvelling at the hot Law in his arms, before stopping him and not letting him move.
"Kidd ... ah ... please, ... let me come ... please, please, Kidd...your cock, please" Law was starting to cry, his head on Kidd's shoulder, his whole-body trembling "I can't take it... please ... Kidd, fuck me again, please" he sobbed.
And Kidd happily fucked him raw again until he was on the edge of the precipice again where he proceeded to stopped once more. Law sobbed against his neck again, his body limp against Kidd, unable to move anymore, his muscles exhausted and trembling waiting for something that was not coming, his skin sensitive to the slightest touch, and his whole being unable to say or do anything but let the other use him as he wished.
Kidd felt his nipples tight under his fingers, purple bruises starting to appear, he felt his member a deep red throbbing and totally soaked as Kidd played with the soft tip non-stop, and he felt his ass clasped viciously around his cock, trying to suck and milk him dry.
Perfect.
"God, Law," the redhead growled against his ear, his own voice sounding strange in his ears. "You don't how much I love to see you like this."
Laying him finally on the bed again, Kidd accelerated the pace and felt the end coming. This time he didn't stop Law when his nails dig into his already bloodied back, on the contrary, he just thrusted harder, ramming into his ass, the sound of flesh hitting flesh loud in the room between Kidd grunts and Law shouts and cries. The bed rocked hitting the wall. Things felt from the bed. Kidd just focussed on Law, letting him feel every part of his body against his. His lips sought Law's anxiously, devouring them and making totally clear that what he felt for Law was something more than the lust.
Their hands found each other's. The gripped one another. Possessive. Desperate.
Law finally tensed with no more power inside him to resist it all anymore. And he shouted the most beautiful sound Kidd had ever heard. His name in his lover's lips. Kidd instantly wanted to start it all again, fuck him twice, then again and again, until he got tired of hearing that sound. However, he was also coming to the edge and after some deep and erratic thrusts against the now tense and arched body of the other, he spilled inside Law, a deep pleased sound escaping from his throat.
He collapsed on top of Law. They both laid on the bed exhausted for a while. Trying to get their breaths back, their pulse under control, his strength back. They didn't separate from the other in the slightest, they just hugged each other rolling on the bed, Kidd hugging the trembling body of Law who was having trouble coming down from his orgasm.
"You're not going to the temple," Kidd whispered sleepily against Law's "We will run away, I have friends in Rome who will welcome us, we'll be safe there" he hugged Law even tighter "I will not let you go"
Finally, Kidd fell asleep with the Law trapped in his arms returning the hug. Both wasted, tired, sated. He was happy, happier than even. Law was his. He had accepted him. He has shown him trust. Everything would be fine.
He didn't see Law's sad smile against his chest. A smile that did not show the happiness that it should show.
….oOo...
Law got up from the mattress slowly, sitting on the rumpled blankets. Kidd's arms wrapped possessively around his waist and his breath tickling his back.
He watched the redhead for a moment trying to memorize him in this moment: his face relaxed while he slept, his strong muscles now fully exposed without clothes in between, his hair stirred and scattered on his pillow.
He adored that man.
He had tried to deny it and hate him, he had tried to convince himself that the other only wanted his body for one night, that to fall in love with him would not be worthy because Kidd just wanted a one-night stand, that he would get hurt, that... But now he just couldn't lie to himself anymore.
After this night he couldn't.
Kidd had made it completely clear. He loved him. Not only the physical part, his lust, his desire, his body, no, he seemed to want to make him laugh, he awed at his knowledge, at his skills, as his tantrums. Curiously, Law had to admit that the feeling was completely mutual. He loved Kidd's warm body too, his smart mouth, his teasing hands, but also his confidence, his smirks, the way he could annoy him with just a look of those red eyes.
Law didn't understand it. He did not understand how in less than a week, the man who now purred satisfied on his bed, had become a fundamental part of his life.
It hurt
With his typical neutral expression, totally hiding what he was thinking, he raised a hand and stroked Kidd's fiery hair. He loved his intense colour, how soft it was or how it fell wildly on his forehead. His hand came down and began to delineate his cheek and jaw, calmly, trying to catch every slight sensation that the man could offer him, the warmth, the happiness, the safety...
Kidd, still asleep, rubbed against his hand as a cat would against the hand that caresses him. Law stopped without wanting to wake him up. His mind began to work as Kidd began looking for him in the bed, juggling Law tightly when he spotted him sitting on the edge.
Law kept watching him during the last hours of the night, with his hand stroking his hair, his back, his face and everything he could reach. Slowly entering into state of strange calm and serenity as the idea fluttered more and more insistent in his head.
Until he made the decision.
Closing his eyes, he observed the mental perfect image he had memorized of Kidd hugging him in his sleep. With his lips parted in a soft smile, with his huge hands on his hips and his body refusing to separate from him.
That would be enough.
Slowly he lowered his hands to Kidd's and gently unwrapped them from his waist until Kidd released him completely. Careful not to wake him up, he got out of bed. Kidd stirred uncomfortably on the bed looking for him again, but finally, he lied back on the sheets and continue to sleep with a frown on his face.
Law, in the darkness, smiled at him with affection.
He looked around the room for something that he could wear, since the clothes of the previous night had been destroyed, or were not presentable enough. He dressed then in silence listening to the relaxed breathing of Kidd who slept without realizing anything at his back. Then he picked up some things he found around the room, some books, a few more clothes, a blanket, and put them in a travel bag.
Finally, he stood back in the middle of the room paralyzed.
His sight landed on the man in his bed again, almost without realizing it. He couldn't delay this much longer; the sun was beginning to rise. Approaching Kidd again, he caressed his hair removing it from his forehead affectionately.
He noticed then the wristbands that still adorned his own forearms. Looking at them intensely, he took them off almost reverently and left them beside Kidd on the bed carefully. He looked again at Kidd. He was so perfect, so fun to be with, so powerful, so strong and tender. Law's fingers gently stroked the strong lips again, as if he was a magnet that could not move away from Kidd for more than two seconds.
Law knew Kidd was going to be happy.
Leaning down, he placed his lips on Kidd's with exaggerated delicacy and inhaled his scent without moving. Then he leaned his forehead desperately over the other's one, selfishly pleading that he would not wake up.
"Goodbye Kidd," he whispered against his lips with a fake smile on his face. "I love you too." And without further delay he quickly separated from him, turned around, and took the backpack.
He left the room without even looking back, since he knew that if he did, he would hesitate and he could not allow himself to doubt. Not now.
Silently, he crossed the silent house and went out into the street. The vestiges of the previous day's party were still scattered through the streets with people sleeping on the floor and drunks in an ethyl coma. Law walked silently dodging the bodies and making his way through the known streets to the temple.
Once he saw the columns of gleaming white, he doubted for the first time since he had made the decision. This was the last moment in where he would be free to go wherever he wanted, see whoever he wished, dress his clothes, eat, or kiss whoever he wanted ...
It was the last moment of his life.
Upon entering, he abandoned his dreams, abandoned his own, abandoned everything he believed in.
But there was no other option. Kidd's promises were beautiful, and even tempting ... but impossible to do. If he rejected the decision of the assembly, he would be persecuted and exiled from Greece. He couldn't run away, even to Rome, he couldn't fight a God. Besides, Kidd would also be troubled for help him, and he couldn't do that to the redhead. Kidd already had his life set up in this little town. He was a general, he had friends, family and people who appreciated and love him. Law couldn't ask him to leave everything behind for someone he had only known for five miserable days, no matter how much in love he was.
It just wasn't fair.
But he knew that Kidd would have tried to stop him, or threaten him, or kidnap him by force, if he refused to go with him. He was so stubborn, like Law himself. Just thinking about it, made Law smile. The redhead loved him, Law had realized it last night when Kidd had looked into his eyes desperate, not letting him think about anything but his kisses. Before the sex, before the confessions. Law suspected he had known it from the start, but had not dared acknowledge it,
However, that little love was enough for him. Law didn't need anything else. He won't take anything more from Kidd.
That's why he had left without saying goodbye to anyone. It was better this way. No absurd tears, no fights, no shouting. Only him in front of the silent white colonnade.
Law gasped, pressing his chest and trying to control the tears.
He was lying to himself. He didn't want to get in there. He just wanted to go back to bed with Kidd and study medicine with Kureha. He had not asked for more. He didn't want to conquer the world, he didn't want mountains of fame and money. He just wanted to go home.
He clenched his fists in anger at himself and took a deep breath destroying that weakness inside him. He wasn't an orphan child anymore. He was an adult, he knew his responsibilities and its consequences. He wasn't a coward either, he would not allow himself to be.
Looking at the columns with his angry eyes, he took one step and then another and another until the dark looming and silent temple swallowed him.
His last thought before disappearing from the world was that he did not regret anything, after all, this was his duty.
I know half of you want to kill me right now, but lets be positive, I gave you a lemon, shouldn't that deserve a review?
