Title: To Break the Future Pirate King
Pairing: Law x Luffy, slight Zoro x Luffy
Rating: NC-17
Time setting: Taken place after the war at the Isle of Woman and some unknown town.
Summary: "Trafalgar Law! That bastard! He's infamous for his cruelty, you know?" The truth is revealed now that Luffy finds himself stuck in a sticky situation with a dark character.
Warnings: grammar, major ooc-ness for Luffy, language, mild-violence and rape.
A/N: Previously, all the chapters I've written so far are humor/romance type, so I'm going to change the mood for this one and this is probably my first attempt in writing dark/horror fiction, despite knowing how you guys out there are voting for Law x Luffy pairing. *Hieeee! Please don't kill me!*
I laid there on the cold ground of the forest, eyes fixated on the clear sky. Due to the coldness of the night, my body temperature dropped down by each minute, causing me to shiver slightly. But I decided to fix that by turning my heavily bandaged body to the side and curled up. From my current position, I could see what used to be large rocks had crumbled down with some of them stained with my own blood thanks to my earlier rampaging. Even the ground had it colored dark red, as if someone was butchered here. If it wasn't for Jimbei who knocked some senses back into my confused and enraged mind, I would still be acting like a madman that could no longer see any light but engulfed only by pitch black and nothing else.
It wouldn't be a surprise. After all, I just lost my big brother.
Speaking of the fish man, I tried to locate him but failed. Then I remembered him saying something about 'taking a night walk' and 'clear his mind'. My head perked up when I heard the sound of dried leaves and branches been stepped on, but it was quite dark so I couldn't see whoever or whatever it was even after I squinted my eyes.
"Jimbei?" Calling out his name, I tried to sit up but was prevented from doing so when the sharp pain shot throughout my whole body.
No answer.
Confused by the quietness, I tried calling out again. "Is someone there?" I knew someone was there, but the figure wouldn't step out from the shadow of a massive tree and whispered something.
"We'll be meeting again Mr. Mugiwara… And don't die on me. There's a reason why I wanted you to live…"
Woken up by the sudden memory, I jerked my body a little, my eyes still screwed shut. As sleep slowly starting to dissipate from my mind, I opened my eyes and stared at the gentle moonlight that illuminated the inside of the men's quarter. No matter how much I tried to dismiss it, the voice kept on resounded again and again in my head. Deep inside, I knew I've heard that voice somewhere, but I couldn't point out whom it belonged to.
I tossed around in my bed, hoping that I could just continue my slumber just like my nakama that had been enjoying their own so deep since hours ago. This made me jealous and at the same time restless. After staring at the ceiling for about five minutes, I decided that sleep wouldn't come to claim me any soon.
In a quiet and careful manner in which I didn't know I was capable of, I dressed up and picked up my straw hat before creeping out of the room. Luckily, my sandaled feet didn't make much sound unlike Zoro's boots that makes each of the swordsman's step echoes throughout Thousand Sunny like a woman who wear a four inches high heel. Except, even Nami heels aren't that loud. When I closed the door behind me, I let out a sigh of relief that my nakama hadn't stirred. I haven't decided what to do at this hour though my feet had unconsciously began walking across the lawn deck to the edge of the ship.
We've docked our ship for almost three days while waiting for the log pose to set and according to Nami, we could sail out early in the morning much to my relief. For some unknown reason, I've developed an uneasiness feeling from the moment we arrived at this town. It wasn't like I was being paranoid, but there were few times I felt like something was lurking around and hiding itself as if he was taunting me, challenging me to catch him like a game of cat and mouse.
If a game he wanted, then I'll be glad to participate.
With that, I jumped down the deck and made my way to the town. There was almost no movement on the town street, except for a couple of wild cats fighting over some leftover in a tuna can. As I walked further, I curled my arms around my body and dug my fingers tightly into the fabric of my vest to ease the slight shivers that ranked over my skin and I blamed the chilly night for it. But it was my fault for only putting on such thin clothing despite knowing how cold the night could be.
Something moved in the shadow around the alley, waking me up from my stupor. Automatically, my blood stiffened and I tried to keep alert despite my pounding heart. A man stepped out from the shadow, wearing a black sleeves yellow hoodie with a Jolie Roger on the front of his chest and a pair of odd jeans. His right hand was tucked into the pocket while his other hand carried a nodachi over his shoulder. Although the moonlight lit up the alley as bright as silver daylight, he managed to keep his eyes concealed under the fury black spotted hat.
"Mr. Mugiwara," The man's voice drawled politely. "I didn't expect to meet you this soon."
I studied my confronter with confusion. Had I known this person? I didn't think so, but it was hard to tell since I've met so many people through my journey and I couldn't possibly remember them all. So I decided it best to come out with it straight forward.
"Who are you?"
An amused smile stretched over his lips and even with his eyes hidden, I could feel as though the dark orbs were watching me through a predatory gaze. It made me uncomfortable.
"Have you forgotten me Mr. Mugiwara? I'm the one who saved you from the brink of death with my expertise."
By now, I knew that my face distorted from confusion to thinking expression as I dug up all my previous memories and people I have met so far. Then my mind went back to the war scene and while I was at the Isle of Woman for weeks of recovery. I remembered vaguely about Rayleigh –ossan mentioning a name of a certain pirate that had saved me from being killed by those Admirals bastards, but my memory digging didn't stopped there. It went further back when I was in Saboady Archipelago where I fought against the marines outside the auction house.
But I wasn't alone that time.
There were someone else's who fought alongside me. And one of the wore the very same cow printed hat, the overly large sword over his shoulder, the tribal-style tattoos on his arms and had the exact smirk like this man before me.
What was his name again? I recalled Robin pronounced it during our clashing with the guards.
"You're Trafalgar Law, right? Luffy, he's a pirate."
That's it! Trafalgar Law was his name! If I put all those pieces together, that's mean he was the one who also saved my life.
"Y-you were the one from Saboady. Trafalgar, right? Thanks for what you did back there." I regarded him nervously yet with equal consideration.
The smile dropped into smirk as the said man closed the distance between us. His boots clicked against the road tiles and the small piece of ropes that tied at the base of the sword's hilt swayed as he walked. To be honest, I've never thought a guy could walk as gracious as him.
It took all my will power not to back away but it was difficult not to when one that had earned a nickname 'Surgeon of Death' steadily approaching me with unreadable expression. Still, I kept it in my mind that this guy had howled my ass back from the land of death, so I remained still on my exact spot. The slim man finally stopped just few inches from me and I had to tilt up my head to get a better view of his face since he was about a head taller than me, the scant moonlight gleamed on his dark features.
He bent down and leaned closer, his smoky gaze locked on mine. "It was my pleasure. And please… call me Law." His voice was only slightly above whisper and I could feel his breath ghosting against my lips due to the lack of distance between us. The scent he emitted reminded me of Chopper's sterilized room but aside from it, there was another too familiar smell attached to him.
A metallic smell. The scent of blood.
I attempted to swallow the expanding lump in my throat as Law continued to bore his gaze into mine and I had to tear my eyes away to remove the chill within my bones. He wasn't saying anything right now, only smiled bemusedly and straightening his back, much to my relief. The gap he provided left me a sufficient space to breathe in which I've been holding for a while.
"How are your injuries? Have they fully healed yet?"
My body tensed up, remembering the time where I've inflicted my wounds and lost Ace. The fear and the memories of the war still lingered in my head. The scenes of battlefield painted in red, dead bodies of marines and pirates lying everywhere, Ace cold, lifeless body in my arms never ripped from the consciousness of my mind. Years had passed, but until now I would still wake up at night with my body trembling uncontrollably, my skin drenched in cold sweat.
Flicking the button of my vest with my fingers, I unconsciously chewed my lips. Something about the doctor made me wanted to bolt away and just returned to Thousand Sunny, but that would be considered rude to my savior. So instead, I forced myself to smile. "My body doing fine I guess though it still hurt sometimes." I answered truthfully. "And Chopper is good doctor too, so I don't have to worry much about it."
"Oh I'm sure he is." The smirk still hugged his lips almost in a mocking manner. It angered me a bit because the way he implicated was as though he doubted Chopper.
'Nobody make fun of my nakama!' I growled inwardly.
"Well I'm going back to my ship now. Goodnight." I said as I tried to bit back my emotion.
My feet were about to spin on their heels when I heard the man let out a barely audible cough, causing me to halt and stared back at him.
"The real reason why I'm here is not for a simple chit chat." The doctor stated slowly, his eyes gleamed like a wolf. "I'm here to collect my payment."
I looked at him, a bit shocked right now. "Payment?"
What payment? I questioned myself. So far, I didn't remember owing money to someone, not even Nami.
Law smiled broadly and leaned back against the brick wall. "That's right, Mr. Mugiwara. The payment for doctoring you back there." A low chuckled erupted behind his smirking lips. "Why, you wouldn't think that it was all free, would you?"
Confused, I blinked several times but it didn't last long when I realized what he meant. "Well…not really. But I don't have the money to pay you right now. Nami is the one who manages our entire budget."
Without looking at the imposing dark male, I continued. "If you want it now, I'll go back to the ship and ask—" My sentence was ended forcibly when a tattooed finger was placed on my lips, efficiently closing my half parted lips. Too busy avoiding his gaze; I didn't realize he had advanced himself close, enough for the fury hat to feather over my forehead. It was when his face entered my vision again; I couldn't help but notice the dark circle under his cold eyes, making me to wonder what had caused them.
The doctor shook his head in disproving. "That's not necessary, Mr. Mugiwara. I never said it has to be money. It could be something else."
Smoky eyes dragged over my face until they met confused obsidian, I stared at him nervously while waiting for his further statement.
"It's quite cold out here. So why don't we go back to my ship and talk about the payment there?"
He looked at me expectantly; one eyebrow rose. That smirk made me uneasy as if the Death Surgeon was plotting something, but I quickly shook the thought away, blaming my own paranoid. Clearly, my head was clouded tonight. This person was a fellow Supernova who saved my life and based on that fact I pushed myself to believe he was harmless, at least for now. Even so, I weighed my options. On one hand, I could deny his invitation and insist paying him with money, which means I had to wake up my navigator in the middle of night over some trivial matter. Or I could follow him to his ship and went along with whatever idea he had in his mind, probably getting my organs removed and sold in the black market. If that was the case, then I wouldn't really mind as long I could repay him.
So I went with the second option.
Slowly, I nodded to tell indirectly that I agreed with him. Law then removed his finger, standing up and began walking down the street with me trailing several steps behind, a satisfied smile spread over his face. We walked in silence, sometimes my eyes would glance around to take in the eerie surrounding. I looked upwards and as predicted, all I saw was a nighttime sky, twinkling stars decorating it and some of them shyly hid behind the clouds that drifting peacefully. When the sound of the footsteps came to a stop, my eyes finally looked down only to find a ship in a shape of submarine already came into sight and we've already at the dock, to my surprise. For the second time my eyes landed on the image of the ship's Jolly Roger, I realized it shared few similarities with Bellamy Pirates' mark, except this one didn't get crossed out but aside from that, the ship itself was different from all the pirate ships I've seen so far. Although I knew I had boarded this submarine once, the memory was hazy, presumably because I was unconscious for the whole time I was in there and by the time my senses started to kick right back in, Law and his crew had left the Isle of Woman.
"If you would follow me?" Law called to me, already several more steps ahead, looking almost impatiently. I didn't respond verbally, just started walking forward again and followed his lead, climbing the side of the ship. Once we were on the deck, puzzlement swell inside me when I saw the ship was completely empty. Not that I imagined it was buzzing with activities since it was in the middle of night right now, but it was as though there was no presence of any other person except us.
The North Blue native stopped in the center of the deck, maybe to see why I was stalling.
"It's too quite." I stated bluntly. "Where're your nakama?"
"I gave them permission to leave the ship and enjoy themselves while we are here. They are probably in some local bar right now." He answered, adjusting his hat back.
Who stayed in the bar in the middle of the night? I wanted to comment, but didn't voice it out when Law already open and held out his hand, mentioning for me to enter the foreign space beyond. About five seconds or so later, I poked my head at the doorway, my eyes scanned around the room and stepped in cautiously. The room was cloaked in darkness. What came into my sight was the smell of medicines and the only source of light was from the opened door but the light suddenly fading off and following it was a small click, making the room became obscure. My heart thumb out in unsteady pattern against my rib cage, rapid with worry and fear.
Out of instinct, I extended my hands right to left in hope to feel for any switch like shape. "Hey! It's so dark in here! I can't see!"
To my relief, the fluorescent light flicked open and I had to squint against the sudden harsh light. After adjusting my eyes for a while before I discovered that I was currently inside a stark white room, from the ceiling, the wall and down to its floor but it wasn't just the color that made it creepy, but also what resided inside it. In the middle of the room, stood a bed with a thin white sheet covering it and accompanied the bed was a long operation table. There were various medical instruments set resting over a white paper cloth, some of them were clean and some of them were bloodied. I knew they were for medical purposes since I've seen those in Chopper's room. A white cupboard with glass door full with shinning metals situated at the back of the room, next to a sink basin. Immediately, I concluded that this must be their sick room due to its similarities with ours', except for the small machine located at the other side of the bed in which I was sure we didn't have one and our sick bay wasn't sterile in whiteness. I was half afraid to touch anything, and that included the floor.
"Something bothering you, Mr. Mugiwara?"
I felt my head snapped up, pulling me away from my thought. Law was leaning against the door, staring intently at me and nothing seemed to escape his scrutinizing gaze. "This room…" I paused. "I've been here."
That was merely a wild guess, but I feel the need to say something.
My statement seemed to be ignored as he paced across the room and stopped in front of the table. "Of course you have…" He began, stopping as he picked up one of the bloodied utensil. "Where did you think I conducted your operation? Although I'm surprised you remember it since you were unconscious for the whole time before we arrived at the Isle of Woman."
"Well-yeah… I don't remember much though." I managed to mumble, my eyes looking at him uncertainty and slowly moved to the door, wondering if I could make run for it if something was unpleasant was too happen.
The atmosphere was started to raise Goosebumps throughout my body and I had been away from the ship long enough, so I figured it was best to settle the payment as soon as possible. My nakama would be worry if they found my empty bed at a time like this.
"So how do I settle your payment, Law?" This probably was the first time I called out his name and yes, the Heart captain looked surprised when I did so. If the rising eyebrow wasn't an indication.
Putting the instruments back onto the table, Law took small steps closer and this time, I couldn't restraint myself from taking a step back. His hand then reached forward, grabbing my chin gently. I let out a shocked noise, stumbling slightly as he pulled me towards him. We were so close, our breaths mingled together when, if it wasn't for the nodachi he was holding separated us, my bare chest would be pressed flushed against his clothed one. Not satisfied with the closeness, Law leaned even closer, his moist lips went next to my ear.
"Well, Mr. Mugiwara, now that you've asked…" Something wet and hot was tracing the shell of my ear. "Why don't pay me with this very body that I had worked on so hard for hours just to make sure it is usable again and perfect for the future pirate king."
Shock at what he's just said flashes in my eyes, his own jaw dropping in surprise. Having no doubt what he was implying, I flinched and pushed the doctor body away from me. Taking the release of my face as an opportunity to flee, I scrambled to my feet. The closed door knob was only centimeter away from my grasp when a large hand gripped my shoulder firmly; I wasn't given enough time to react even when I saw a hilt of a sword came before it made contact to my stomach, just below the ribcage. It was the exact spot where my largest wound used to be. Though I had fully healed, the impact was enough to knock the wind out of me.
"Ugghh! What are you—" I was cut off when the hand that clamped over my shoulder slammed me hard against the wall, causing my whole frame to tremble. Usually it won't be hard for me to take down any assailant but I was during the moment, in disadvantages when not only Law was taller than me, his previous attack that caught me off guard had my body the sudden urge to pass out. Strong hands cruelly clawed into my shoulder, lifting my foot from the ground. The North Blue guy then pressed his chest flushed against mine and even in my dizzy state; I tried to kick at him, though my flailing limbs didn't mean much.
"Ah, ah, ah, where do think you are going, Mr. Mugiwara? I told you about the payment and you had agreed. Fortunately for both of us, I'm a man of my word."
"Let me go!"I shouted. As I gasping for air, Law grabbed the in front of vest and dragged me across the room and flung me onto the bed, quickly straddling me and holding my arms above my head before I could recover. Once the nausea feeling had stopped, I made a vain attempt to fight him off.
"Always such a struggler." The voice filled with eerie delight. After letting go of my hands, his hands went down and ghosted over my chest, caressing my abdomen, his touch irritated my skin.
"You have a nice body here. Even nicer from what I remember years ago."
I growled, and since I had my both hands free, my hands quickly went to punch him at the stomach hard. Using my elbows and body weight, I was able to send both of us to the floor with a mess of limbs, he winced at the pain that went through his stomach and then at the new one when his head collided with the table's leg. At once, I shot up and scrambled away as I tried to make it out the door but only got a few feet when he tackled me and flipped my body so I was on my stomach.
"Get off, Law!" I spat his name like an insult, clawing at the floor to get out from underneath him.
"Oh no you don't." Law snarled, grabbing both of my arms and bent it backward.
Again, I struggled to throw him off, but he just merely pressed me back against the cold tile. "What do you want, you crazy doctor?" I demanded angrily, glaring at him from the corner of my eyes.
Instead of replying me, he reached for the box under the bed. I thought it was a medical kit or some sort but my guess was wrong when he took out a pair of handcuffs, not a medical instrument that I had expected and restrained my wrists together. From my previous confrontations with marines, I knew this cuffs made of sea stone as I felt my energy slowly being drained, making my body go limp.
"I wish I don't have to use this measure, but you are a strong, that I have to admit." The doctor's face broke into a leering smile as his fingers traced the cuffs. "That's why I need to take extra precaution." To emphasize his point, he tugged the chain, making me hissed in pain when the metal dug into my raw skin.
Now partly immobilized, Law pulled me up off the floor and shoved me back to the bed. The hard landing made me wince. I snapped my eyes open when I felt the mattress dip and saw Law was moving me on his hands and knees, making the movement as graceful and predatory as a wolf. Instinctively, I tried to back away from the menacing male using my legs until the top of my head reached the edge of the bed, but clearly Law was having none of that as he grabbed my ankles and pulled me back so I was underneath him again. Only this time he grabbed my knees and pulled them apart before moving to kneel in between my spread legs, unlike before where he straddled me.
"Are you afraid, Mr. Mugiwara?" There was a mocking tone in his voice as his tattooed fingers stroked lightly at my cheeks, which caused a warning growl to rip itself through my gritted teeth.
"Don't touch me." Despite the fact that I was the one at the disadvantage, I still managed to put up a brave face.
My low, warning tone didn't even make him flinch. Then he tighten his hold on my face and covered his lips over mine, a tongue sliding past, removing the possibility of even trying to protest. Fuelled by anger and disgust, I sank my teeth into Law's lower lips and gagged on the coppery taste that followed.
Law withdrew just enough to lick his bloodied lips. "Now, now. That wasn't very nice."
To my displeased, he leaned in and captured my lips again; his tongue resumed its previous deed. The wet muscle traced my lips as Law coaxed me to open my mouth but my determination outwitted him, clenching my jaw so the filthy organ couldn't intrude more than it already had. It went on for few more seconds before a hand sneaked behind my head and grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking it. I gasped in surprised and pain and that was all he needed to plunge in his tongue, teasing over my teeth and tongue, swirling it around in attempt to make mine to join in the forbidden dance. With difficulty, I turned my head to break the kiss, but my action met with less success as the hand behind my head never stop its clutching, only tightening its grip even more. Not one to submit defeat easily, I clamped my teeth down onto his tongue. Just when the pressure I applied to my jaws was enough to make him groan in pain, his other free hand quickly grabbed my lower jaw so my idea to bite his tongue off could never be accomplished.
Hands being cuffed, legs that unable to kick my assailant, upper body pressed firmly against the mattress and my head trapped between Law's hands. The frustration was beyond tolerable. Nothing much I could do except to allow him to keep on violating my mouth but didn't respond to his kiss, rendering it an entirely one sided affair as the male above me with increasing intensity. My awareness had narrowed down to only two things: Law's burning, hot tongue sliding my own, tasting, pushing, teasing and demanding; and Law's thighs between mine, spreading my legs apart, rubbing his crotch against mine that sent electric shock down to my spine. There was rapidly growing tightness at the lower region, but I couldn't tell if the searing heat that gathered was mine or Law's.
It didn't matter. I didn't like where this was leading to.
Law pulled back, leaving me to gasp. Panting for breath, I could feel my lips grew sore from the kiss.
"Was I too rough? My apology, Mr. Mugiwara." He apologized cheekily. "You are just too much for me to resist."
"You crazy doctor! Let me the HELL out of here!" I yelled angrily, not caring if I pissed him off.
"Do you want to know why I choose to save your life back there?"Law asked, voice slightly husky.
"No, I don't want to know and I don't care! I'll definitely kick your ass after this!"
Ignoring my outburst, he continued. "Because I won't allow my rival to be killed by someone else except me." Without so much warning, his hand wrapped itself around my neck, cutting my air supply.
He was going to kill me! My mind screamed as I squirmed helplessly under him. Countless images flashed behind my closed eye lids. My nakamas, my brother, grandpa, Shanks, mayor, Makino nee-san, and many more in which it was rather hard for me to recognize as my body slowly suffered from the loss of oxygen. Just when I thought I was really going to die, leaving everything behind including my dream, Law abruptly removed his hand. I coughed violently, inhaling as much of air I could before glaring at him with much hatred.
My eyes narrowed at Law smirking face loomed down on me, a manic smirk stretching over his tanned skin. "But… I take much pleasure breaking them into pieces before I proceed to the killing part. It's just so fun to watch, don't you agree, Mr. Mugiwara?"
"You sick bastard! Like hell you can break me!" I bare my teeth at him. How much I wished to break free from these cuffs and beat the living out of him. But I couldn't! Since when I've became these weak? Letting a sick bastard like him to toy me around like I was some kind of rag doll.
"We'll see." The smug, knowing expression he was wearing made me uneasy.
Suddenly, he ran his hand under my vest, forcing it down on my elbows, pooling there so my front was completely exposed. My breathing has skipped several beating as Law kissed, nipped and sucked on my neck. Then turned to bites on my shoulders that would surely changed into bruises which my vest won't be able to cover it in the morning.
This bastard was marking me!
But his ministration didn't end there. Law moved down my body, lips tracing over my ribs and then across my belly, causing it to tighten painfully, my guts twisted with chilled fear as the doctor's hand trailed along the waist of my pants.
My eyes widened in alarm. What was this man thinking? "What are you doing?" I asked in panic.
"Isn't obvious? I'm going to fuck you." Law said factually as his fingers found the zip and slowly eased it down. My breathing quickened and I tried once more to hold on desperately to the last shred of dignity I had left.
I stared at him in obvious disbelief. "You wouldn't."
Due to disgust and the lack of sexual stimulation, my eyes were wide open, glancing at Law as he began tugging on my pants along with my boxer and sent it pooling on the ground. In between, my leg trashed around and caught him by the chin. Snarling at him, I wasn't prepared to be smacked with the back of tattooed hand.
"Stop it or I won't be so nice after this." The man hissed, his eyes narrowing at the shocked expression on my face.
Pulling off his own shirt and tossing it to the floor, he smirked when he noticed my eyes unconsciously staring his bared skin. "See something you like?"
"Shut up!" I snapped. Law only chuckled and lowered his head, kissing my inner thigh. Each kisses caused my stomach's muscles to jerk. His attention was crystal clear, causing panic to bubble inside my chest.
"Don't you dare! My nakama—they'll get you for this!"
No, no, no. this wasn't happening!
Law grinned, as if taking my warning as a challenge. "You can tell them all you want." Giving the tip of my dick a quick lick, he continued. "But don't forget to tell them just how much you enjoyed it."
Without breaking our eyes locking, Law curled his fingers over my length, kneading and stroking it slowly. He then rubbed the head with his thumb, added with some pressure, flicking around the foreskin and over the leaking tip.
"Nnhh!" I bit down a gasp, feeling myself swell to full hardness in his skilled hand. Gratified to receive a respond at last, the dark male released me and gazed me intently as if he was studying me. His thumb caught the droplet of pre-cum that dribbling over the head my cock and brought his hand to his mouth, his lips parted and sucked the said thumb.
"Even your taste is quiet nice."
"You—" Any other string of curses died in my throat when his tongue leisurely traced the throbbing vein that ran my length and went back up to lap at the tip. Determined not to give Law the satisfaction of hearing me cry out, I bit my lips, my fist clenched at my back as I tried not to move.
With no warning, he lowered his head and took me into the hilt, relaxing his throat muscles as he did so. My knees nearly buckled up while my mouth still clenched shut to prevent myself from screaming or moaning, but my resistance went futile when he pulled slowly off, scrapping his teeth across the sensitive skin.
"N—aaah!" A loud shamelessly formed, there were tears in my eyes as my vision blurred slightly. I felt my body trembling uncontrollably. This—everything felt dirty and wrong. Kicked, slapped, punched or even stabbed, all that I could handle without even battering my eyelids, but this?
It was intolerable.
Not wanting to know what Law was up to down there, I shut my eyes, my tears rolling down my face. Even so, my mind informed me he was swirling his tongue around me and when he began to suck, I couldn't help but to bulk up into the irresistible heat.
"S-stop!" I jerked my legs, but Law held them down as he continued to bob down my cock, swallowing and messaging the length with his throat muscle. Several times the head of my cock bump the back of his throat and then he eased off, pressing his tongue against the throbbing vein on the underside as he made his way up.
It was too much for me to handle. It felt so good and I was afraid of losing myself to the bastard talented mouth. Anything would have been better than this. Naked, bonded and practically squirming under his tongue. Not only it was unfair, this was beyond cruel.
"Why should I stop when your body is begging for more?" Law paused, quirking his eyebrow after releasing my dripping cock, hand wrapped loosely around it but never ceased the stroking.
I couldn't form any answer. I couldn't even think straight right now! With the shit eating grin of his, he took me back into his mouth. More pleas tumbled off of my lips, but all that was lost when the brunette ignored me, sucking harder on the organ in his mouth and sliding down as far as possible. Before long, I was positively whimpering, my entire frame trembling from pleasure while my bonded hands managed to grip the thin sheet below me with intensity. My back arched up suddenly and I uttered a strangled cry.
"Stopstopstops—aaaahhhhh!" With great disdain I came, feeling his gag's reflex tighten on the head. Law swallowed me down completely, carefully catching every last drop, but still managed to miss some. Sitting back on his heels, he wiped a smear of cum off his face before licking it off the back of his hand, looking slightly smug.
I refused to open my eyes. "Y-you bastard. This is not fair."
"But you liked it." Law said, leaning down to lick away the semen that he had missed that splattered on my skin.
Grinding my teeth hard, I managed to say. "I did not."
Law didn't reply, only pressing his slender body against mine in way to tell me on his aroused body as I felt something hard beneath his jeans was nudging my bare ass causing me to gasp in pure horror. He chuckled at my surprised expression.
"Let me go… Just—I can't take this anymore. Let me call for Nami and I'll pay." This wasn't like me at all, to beg for a bastard that's not worth it but all of this was new for me. It was terrifying as hell.
"But that would ruin the fun." Law's word took on a teasing tone, leaning forward so that his breath washed over my face.
Behind the utter panic in my brain, I wanted to curse the man like a pirate I was, but held my tongue. Every second in this stark white space made me felt like I was on the verge of going insane.
"Dammit. Just stop will you!" I shouted, my voice becoming desperate and hoarse. Several times I had considered slamming my head back, if only to knock me unconscious. Better yet, maybe I should bit my own tongue off and end this miserable, humiliated life.
His blunt nail made its way over my shoulder, digging my skin as it did so, and trailed over the muscles of my chest as it left pink trail and goosebum along the way. "No. I don't think I will."
Roughly, he lowered his body onto me, grinding into me. When he heard I grunt loudly, he bit down hard on my neck.
"Owwiiee! That hurt!"
"Hush now, Mr. Mugiwara. This is nothing to compare what yet to come." Fingers thrust into my mouth, shoving them past my lips with one harsh motion. I was about to bite down the tender flesh when Law yanked on my hair and gave a warning growl.
"Keep on doing that and your precious nakamas will end up losing few limbs and missing organs. You do remember what I'm capable of, don't you?"
That warning alone was enough to my heart to skip a beat, automatically releasing his fingers.
No, I couldn't let them involved. They had enough issues to worry about, and if they found out what this bastard was doing to me, they won't stay still, especially Zoro. My first mate had a quick temper and he was always overprotective towards all of us, secretly looking over us, despite his love towards nap. He would surely declare war with Law and his crews, quenching his thirst for revenge. They wouldn't nickname him demon for nothing. But the dark doctor was dangerous; his real ability and combat skill was still a mystery. And I couldn't bear the thought of ever losing what important to me. This was my own mess and there was no way I was going to drag them in. I had to deal it myself, even it'll cost my own life.
Tears started to form again as I nodded slowly, sucking the digits as well as I managed, with my attention now on wetting them thoroughly. Law withdrew his fingers from my mouth and roughly shoved one of them into my ass which hurt like hell.
Hissing, I forced myself not to yell although the pain was jumping through my body. "Ahh, jerk! What the hell?"
The spit definitely hadn't been enough. After all, saliva was not, by any means, a sufficient lube. Another finger added, entering me more violently than the last time, the accustomed feeling jarred my body. Never in my life occurred the thought of being penetrated, let alone the idea getting fucked by other male, a real shitty bastard to top that. I let out another hiss as they began scissoring, stretching me what would soon come. Along the process, his fingers occasionally grazed something inside me that made me shuddered and quickly I clenched my hands tightly, digging my fingernails into my own palm so I could focus the pain in my hands while my lips drawn tight in determination. To let myself completely lose control to this man was out of range of my ideas.
Law withdrew his fingers, causing me to gasp for air, not realizing I had been holding my breath for a while.
Lust and excitement were definitely in his eyes. The sadistic grin he was wearing right now was enough to let me knew he was enjoying every damn second of tormenting me. The sound of the clank and jingle of Law's belt buckle could be heard as well as the rough slide of cotton on skin as he pushed his jeans down.
"And the real fun starts here…" Law cooed, and just as I was about to open my mouth to at least insult him, he pushed inside me with force. He did it fast, burying himself inside in one swift stroke.
"Law you basssstarrrrd!" My resolution not to give him any self satisfaction crumbled as I screamed on top of my lungs. My eyes and my ass burned, and I saw his body shivered slightly, probably due pleasure jolting inside him. In contrast with my small asshole, I felt so wide, so big, so long. Although I knew better, it felt for a moment, I might not be able to get his whole length inside. But it did go in, to the hilt until his balls rested on my butt cheeks and I could feel my tender backside tore. Something warm flowed down my thighs and I didn't dare to guess what it was, it hurt so much until my earlier screeching turned into a silent scream.
"Help… Everyone…Zoro." With a tear streaked face, I chocked for help. Like a chant, I kept calling out their names, if that was the only thing that could help me subdued the burning pain.
"Kami, you feel so good!" Law, sucking on that spot on my on my goddamn neck. He began slowly moving, pulling nearly all the way out of me, then impaling back inside immediately. I let out a noise that was somewhere between a scream and a plea.
"Why are you crying, Mr. Mugiwara?" No matter how much he licked away my tears, they still refused to stop.
I didn't reply. Every of my thought was blocked as thought the pain had damaged in the cruelest way, I couldn't even distract myself from focusing other thing than the pain itself.
"Nnn… Law… N-no more…" I begged him pathetically, repeating it for him to stop, but he did the opposite and only fucked me faster, shoving his cock in short, fast stroke. Back and forth, back and forth, I whimpered in agony. His thrusts were hard to the point of slamming me into the mattress below. The filthy sound of squishing accompanied the creaking noise filled me with shame, there was nothing I wanted right now but to wish that I would just pass out due to the intense pain and let him abused my body like a toy. When Law's tempo quickened as he lose his own composure to this fucking session or when I heard he let out a low moan, I knew he was nearing the edge.
"Can't forget about you…" Law whispered darkly into my ear.
Reaching between our body, his hand found my arousal and began stroking it in time with his aggressive thrust, a firm and sure grasp. I was gone. The control over my body abandoned me in a fast rate as he shifted his position causing a groan nearly ecstasy escaped my lips. My mind was lost in a haze somewhere between the pleasure of his hand on my, forcing me through my second orgasm and the pain that concentrated on my lower half part of the body.
"D-Don't—nngghh…" Law's decision to draw his fist up the length of my erection and rub the around the head didn't fail to pull helpless moans from my throat. He would slide his fist down the base of my cock, than below, to rub my balls a little, and then back up. Hard and fast, repeatedly. It was impossible not to roll my hips just so, to lessen the pain and to end this maddening torture. It worked a little, with all my attention pooled on my dick, my stomach and groin were wound up like spring, heading fast towards my breaking point.
"D-damn you… Shiiiittt!" Curses surged forward as I came in sticky, hard bust of pure white, rapidly dripping down into Law's tight fist. The shockwave made my body shuddered violently, my previously blurred vision now coated with flashing white. My body clamped around him on impulse and he growled heavily against the crook of my neck.
"How rude… you—ungghh—didn't even wait for me." The whisper was low and deep as the dark haired male continued his erratic pace, causing the bed to shake. He was panting with slightly parted lips, and his hair clung to his forehead, damp with sweat.
The dangerous drawling tome pulled me back from the forbidden realm. Panic licked along the outskirts of my coursing fit of pleasure as I realization hit me sharply.
I didn't want his filth inside me.
At the last minute where I knew he wasn't far from climax, I tried to squat backward but my attention went noticed as he gripped my thighs, digging his nails into my sweaty flesh.
"N-No please! Not inside!" I shrieked in horror, but Law did the exact opposite, groaning low as he sent his essence deep into my body. Again, I shuddered at the strange yet sick feeling of wetness that spilled inside me; I had his nasty male essence coated inside me, tainting what used to be my virgin body.
After a few moments, both of us froze in our orgasm. He collapsed on top of me, laying his head down onto my shoulder. His forehead was slick with sweat and so was my skin where he touched it as he continued to pant, but his breathing had calmed.
"That was better than I expected, Mr. Mugiwara. Maybe I should let you live a little longer as a reward." He murmured into my ear, running his tongue along the edge.
I didn't reply because I was crying right now, totally ignoring to everything but the dark heaviness in my mind. Or even when the tattooed hand smoothed over my cheeks, his lips on mine, whispering cruel sentenced that I could no longer comprehend.
For how long I had been there in the grip of despair, broken and sobbing under a cruel light, I didn't know as my consciousness slipped away and darkness filled my vision.
XxXxXxLaw x LuffyxXxXxX
My awareness jumped when my body shaken slightly by warm, inviting hand. A familiar voice was calling me, urging me to acknowledge it. And I obeyed it, slowly opening my eyes. As though I was watching movies my eyes glazed over and the memories flashed before my eyes in replay.
For a moment I panicked, bearing the thought that I was still under that bastard's mercy. "No! stop! Don't come near me!" I screamed, flailing my limbs around like an animal to be slaughtered.
"Whoa, whoa, calm down there Luffy! What the hell has gotten into you?" The voice desperately trying to reach me, calloused hands wrapped around my arms to stop me from thrashing. Too afraid to face my further humiliation, I screamed, yelled, and kick until my throat felt like sandpaper, but when my vision was replaced with green hair, my violent movement slowed down and I blinked my eyes couples of time for better adjustment. I found myself lying on the bench at the middle of Thousand Sunny's deck, fully clothed. The sadistic must had carried me here after I blacked out.
Zoro was kneeling over me, staring down at me with incredible concerned eyes. "Are you alright? Why are you sleeping here?"
Rubbing my eyes, I nodded my head weakly and reached out with both arms. Zoro looked utterly confused and uncertain with my actions, but nevertheless he wrapped his strong hands around my shaking body, rubbing my backside comfortingly. My heart ached terribly as I fell into his embrace, not to mention how sore my lower half was.
Lost, Zoro let me steal his body warmth, but slowly prying my hands off. "Luffy, what happened?" He asked, his eyes hard on me. Surely he knew something was amiss, but my decision not to get them involved stood strong despite how heavily my body and my mind were broken.
"I woke up early this morning and you weren't in your bed, then I found you here sleeping on the bench. Did you leave the ship Luffy?" Zoro's instinct was scary sometimes especially when it hit right on the spot. Even if I tried hiding it from him, my current condition plus with my earlier hysterical screaming would not be able to convince him that I was alright.
"Please Zoro…" My voice crocked horribly. "N-not now… I j-just needed some rest, that's all. I'm tired." The second part was indeed true, considering what my body had suffered from in one hellish night.
My first mate studied me for moment and let out a heavy sigh. Sneaking one arm under my knees, and the other behind me, Zoro carried my bridal style. My hands quickly circled around him, burying my face into his chest, his strong, healthy heartbeat soothing my trembling frame and I cried along the way but Zoro ignored me although I could hear his clenching teeth. Everyone was still deep sleep when we enter the man's quarter since it was still early, barely reaching dawn. With extra careful, Zoro dropped me onto my own bed and immediate I pressed my face flush against the pillow to hide my teary face, ashamed. I was hoping for the sound of heavy boots to retreat, but it didn't happen. Instead, Zoro stayed still for a moment, boring my backside before covering me with blanket.
My body flinched when his hand ran through my hair, gently combing it with his fingers like a mother would do to her child. "Just try to get some sleep for now and you're going to tell me what happened after you wake up."
Then, he left after closing the door softly, not wanting to wake anyone in the room. There was no way avoiding myself from Zoro or disobeyed his demand and I cursed myself highly for not able to put up a tough act in front of my first mate. Pulling the blanket over my head, my sobbing resumed and I had to suppress my voice so I wouldn't wake up my nakama.
Thousand Sunny which is my home would never be safe again. Not when the dark doctor is still out there in New World, not until he is fully satisfied tormenting me and definitely not until I am dead in his hands. The very same hands that saved my life are now agonizingly ripping my life force.
-End—
P/s This was the hardest piece of all my stories so far since I'm not used to writing angst fiction, especially when Law is involved. Crap, I'm so sorry everyone for making Law looked like a big time jerk *kneeling and bowing repeatedly*.
