Oh My God and New Kink
He had started to see a pattern. It came to him yesterday. Law had just gotten home from the asylum and remembered that he had to see Doflamingo today. Then, it hit him. After about four weeks of seeing him, there were two of them that he had passed out both days.
He didn't remember much after he passed out. But there was also something that he had realized after a few nightmares. Whenever he would fall asleep, it felt as if hands were touching him sexually while he was sleeping. He was disturbed about it and refused to sleep for a couple of days after having the first one. He wouldn't even let Corazon nor Luffy touch him for one entire weekend. Their touches freaked him out. When they did touch him, he had screamed and crouched into a ball and he told everyone not to touch him.
"Law." He ignored the voice as he sat on the edge of his bed. He just go out of the shower and was sitting in just a towel. "Law..." He was worried to visit Doflamingo again. "LAW!" His head snapped up to look at Corazon.
"Sorry. What did you need?" He stood up and walked to his dresser for some clothes. He had also noticed that when Corazon talked about Doflamingo at any time, he would whisper lowly as if someone was listening to them. Law did the same to make the other feel better.
"I'm heading out." Law slipped on some plain black underwear. He walked up to the teen and hugged him.
"Have a good day. Stay safe." Corazon hugged him back. "I have to see him again." Corazon nodded. "Call me when you're on your way home." Corazon agreed before leaving the room and house. His phone buzzed after he got some black and white spotted jeans on.
Picking up his phone, he read the text that showed on the screen. Law. Be careful. I have a bad feeling about today. Law knew what he meant. Something felt different about today.
Okay. I'll watch myself. You need to take care as well. He locked his phone before putting a shirt on. It was a dark blue, long-sleeve with feathers at the neck. It was one of his more comfortable shirts. It reminded him a little bit of the pink, feathered coat that Doflamingo had.
Finishing getting ready, Law sighed as he sat down on the couch downstairs. He was tired and wanted nothing more than to relax and take a nap, but he didn't have the pleasure to do so. A knock sounded on his front door. Getting up, he opened it to find Vergo there. He was waiting patiently for him.
Law grabbed his notebook and left the house. He was used to Vergo not speaking to him at times and knew when he was coming to pick him up from Doflamingo's place. It was either always after he woke up or after the session with him was over.
This week seemed to be the one where he passed out during their sessions. It was the fifth week. Monday it happened so he knew today was one of those days. He sighed as they pulled up to the building. Vergo opened the door for him and Law headed for the entrance.
Once in the elevator, Law tried to gather himself before having to face the man. He took a few deep breaths before running a shaky hand through his hair. It's going to be okay. I just need to get it done and over with. He was glad that he hadn't seen the red-headed man since the second time he visited Doflamingo.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. He was anticipating Doflamingo to be there. He was surprised when he wasn't there. Stepping out of the elevator, Law was able to hear the sound of running water. Oh. He must be in the shower.
Walking to the living room, Law sat in the chair that he normally sat in and waited for the other to come into the room with him. He relaxed against the back of the chair before propping his head onto his shoulder. He had been staying long hours at the asylum because he wanted to keep himself from sleeping and dreaming. Albeit, it wasn't such a good idea in the least.
Slowly, he started to nod off before he could stop himself. The last thing he heard was the water being cut off and the last thing he saw was a door opening down the hall.
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Law awoke some time later to find Doflamingo laying down on the sofa. He was wearing clothes and looked to be sleeping. It shocked Law and he was extremely surprised to find him sleeping. Moving, Law rubbed his neck at the sore feeling. He had slept on it wrong.
Quietly, he stood up and walked over to the man. He had never seen Doflamingo sleeping. Looking down at the table, the sunglasses were on the table and Doflamingo's arm was covering his eyes. Law realized something. He had never seen the other's eyes.
I wonder what colour they are. Are they brown like Cora's or are they blue? Maybe they're green? You never know. He stood over him for a while. He didn't know how long he stood there, examining his patient. He took in his appearance.
Doflamingo had blond hair like Corazon but kept it shorter than the other and it was a lighter shade. He also liked to spike it up a little. His skin was a few shades darker than the younger brother. Doflamingo wore clothes that matched his personality. They were wacky and reminded Law of some sort of clown but way less goofy. The coat made Law think of him as a very large flamingo.
Suddenly, one of Doflamingo's arms shot up and grabbed his right arm. He didn't have time to understand what was happening or react before he was yanked down. When he gained his bearings back, he found himself against a broad, muscular chest. Is he awake/ Did I bother him?
"D-Doflamingo?" he asked in a small voice. He was curious and a little creeped out.
"Rosinante, leave me alone." Law's eyes widened. "I'm trying to sleep." Law was shocked and he was very worried. He knew Corazon's real name but never heard Doflamingo utter it. He had forgotten about his own brother from the event that he started.
Law knew that he was asleep. There was no mistaking it because he had called him by a different name and thought of him as a different person. Does that mean his dreams are back? This isn't a good thing if they are.
Doflamingo tightened his grip on him. His face was buried in his hair. "Hmm." Law tensed up when he heard him make a noise. Doflamingo started to rub his back up and down. He was confused and disturbed at the same time. "Cinnamon." It was mumbled into his hair.
To say Law was uncomfortable would be a huge understatement. He was mortified. It was to the point that he wanted to melt or float away from the spot he was in. It creeped him out even more when Doflamingo threw a leg over his. Law had to take a deep breaths to calm himself. He knew that if he didn't he would likely hyperventilate.
After a few more minutes of the torture, Law started to lightly push at the man's chest. He heard a grunt but couldn't look up to see if he had woken up. The hands that were rubbing his back moved lower. A bad feeling welled up inside him.
"D-Doflamingo." He tried to wake the man up. The other's hands were dangerously close to his ass. He had a small freak out when Doflamingo's other leg moved to be in between both of his. It pushed up and rubbed his crotch. His eyes widened and his breathing got faster. "Doflamingo, wake up," he tried again. It didn't even make him budge.
The hands moved to the small of his back. Too close! Too close! Too fucking close! He continued to push at the chest in front of him. He was stuck between the back of the sofa and Doflamingo's body. The leg between his rubbed up again. He squeaked at the contact. If asked later if he made that noise, he would deny it.
Doflamingo shifted his upper body but didn't do anything else. When the leg rubbed up again, he fisted the shirt Doflamingo was wearing. His breathing got quicker as the hands moved again. He almost screamed when they grabbed his ass. Law knew his face was probably a dark shade of red. He could feel his face heat up with each movement.
Law was extremely uncomfortable with what was happening. Doflamingo was kneading his butt while his leg repeatedly rubbed up into his groin. Law pushed his face into the broad chest to keep his voice in. He was feeling the pleasure and gaining a boner.
To be honest, Law had never masturbated or had sex. Ever. He didn't have the time for it and never had the urges like a normal teenager had. His main concerns when he was a teen were Corazon and school. Those two were all he could think and worry about at the time. He was never attracted to the girls around him. The men around him were the same.
The movement was getting to him. Law gritted his teeth as the ministrations continued on. His breathing was getting quicker and he could feel himself wetting his pants with pre-cum. After a few more minutes, Law noticed something. There was a hard object pressing into his stomach. He was confused for a moment until he realized where his stomach was situated. Oh. My. God. This can't be happening! It just can't be! Why?! This fucking sucks!
Law knew what was happening. Doflamingo was having a wet dream and Law was caught in the middle of it. When I got here, this was not what I was expecting! What the fuck?! No wonder he won't tell me that he's been having dreams! They're these kinds of dreams!
He could feel the heat gathering in his lower regions. It was getting to be too much and he noticed something that was happening to his body. His eyes widened at the realization. His hips were moving against the leg and hands on their own. His hips were pushing back and down. He squeezed his eyes closed and bit his bottom lip to keep his voice in.
Slowly but surely, Law's climax was getting closer and closer. He was embarrassed that his body was even enjoying this. He continued to fist the shirt and push his face into Doflamingo's chest. The man's chest was moving a little faster like his.
After about three more minutes, Doflamingo started to rub his dick into Law's stomach. Law could feel it straining against the pants of the other. His face heated up even more. He could also hear the grunts, groans, and small moans from the man.
Soon enough, the pleasure got to him and the coil in his gut came loose. Law moaned loudly when he came in his pants. He felt Doflamingo rub against his stomach a few more times before one last hard thrust followed by a shudder. Them, he went still.
Taking in deep breaths, Law felt the arms slacken around him and he was able to move. The legs around him moved and he was free. Law immediately shot off the sofa. He looked down to see that Doflamingo was still asleep. His right arm was now back across his eyes.
Quickly, Law found his way back to the bathroom and locked the door after him. He took a few deep breaths as he leaned against the door. His thoughts were spinning and he could feel his own cum in his pants. Okay. Okay. Just...calm down. It...It isn't that bad. I mean...he just didn't know what he was doing. I understand that.
Law ran a hand through his hair. Going over to sit on the toilet, he pulled down his pants and grabbed a rag. He wet it in the sink before he started to clean what he could out of his underwear and off of him. When he was finished, he stood up and rinsed the rag out before putting it in the dirty clothes hamper. He didn't know if he could face the teen after that. He knew he had to but it still didn't set well with him. It's work. Just work. Nothing more. Taking another deep breath, he made his decision.
...
Doflamingo opened his eyes. He reached over and grabbed his glasses off the table. He hadn't meant to fall asleep but he also didn't want to bother Law when he had been napping. Doflamingo looked up. Speaking of Law, where is he? The chair he had been in was empty but the notebook was still laying on the table.
Standing up, he felt something wet in his pants. He sighed. This is the twelfth time in the past four days. And what's worse is that Law is here. Going to the bathroom, Doflamingo found the door locked. He knocked. "S-Sorry. I'll be out in a minute."
"It's okay. Take your time. I'm going to my room for a moment." He grinned at the sound of Law's voice. He remembered his dream as he walked to his room. He had been having sex with the smaller man. He was kneading his ass while he thrust into him over and over again. It was a fantastic dream.
In his room, Doflamingo changed his pants and cleaned himself off. Once that was done, he returned to the living room to find Law sitting in his chair. His face was red and he wouldn't look him in the face. "Law, is there something wrong?"
"N-No." Doflamingo smirked. Something was definitely on his mind. "You have been having dreams, haven't you?" That took the teen off guard.
"Why would you say that?" He wondered if Law had either seen or heard him. Neither was good and only spelt trouble for him.
"I...um...heard you," Law confessed. Doflamingo now knew why he was flustered. So, he heard me? What a cute reaction from him.
"I admit that I have been having dreams since Tuesday. None of them have been like before." He saw the older man's face darken by a shade or two. "Do you want me to elaborate, Doctor?'
"T-T-That's not necessary. I...I understand." He watched Law write something down. "Since they are...different from your earlier dreams, I don't see the problem in letting them stay. Since the medication is keeping the rest of them out, I don't see the harm in keeping it the same dosage."
"That sounds good." They talked about the normal stuff like his job and hobby.
"Have you gotten any more strings or ropes?" That made Doflamingo smile.
"Yes. I have a few more in my collection. It was hard to get them but I got them none the less." Doflamingo scratched the back of his head. "I got a leather rope this time." He watched Law scribbled something down.
"Good. Do you take off of work for the days I come to visit you?" So, he's worried about my job. He grinned. Well, it would be a lie if I said no.
"Yes. I take off two days during the work week to see you. I have to see you and it's mandatory." He didn't want to tell Law about his real job. That was something he never wanted him to know about.
They talked for twenty more minutes. When it was time for the other to leave, Law gathered his stuff up and left. Doflamingo noticed that he left a little hurriedly. He was confused. Did something happen? I don't remember doing anything to him. I left him alone today.
After Law left, Doflamingo got his telescope back out. He had been putting it away every time Law came over. He didn't want the man to get suspicious of him. He watched Law get back home safely. It was nice to see him in a normal environment instead of in the detestable while walls of the asylum.
When dark came around, Doflamingo got a call. He picked up his phone and answered it. "Do you need my help again, Trebol?" He was sitting at the telescope. Law's brother got home ages ago and they had dinner and talked about their days. He still had the bugs in place.
"Yes. Get Vergo to bring you to the building. We will be waiting for you." They both hung up and Doflamingo grabbed his pink coat. He called Vergo to inform him and he said that he would be there in five minutes.
Going in the elevator, Doflamingo wondered what they wanted this time. Vergo was waiting for him on the sidewalk. He didn't say anything as he opened the car door for him. Doflamingo slid in with a grin on his face. He lied to Law more than once about his life.
Vergo drove him to the same place every time. It was the building that his parents had owned when they were alive. It was the company building. Vergo parked the car in back and let Doflamingo out. He sauntered his way to the back door.
Knocking three times, the door opened to show Trebol standing there. He was smiling at him. "Glad you could come in. I take it that the doctor made it home safely?"
"Yes. I have been meaning to thank you for the drugs. They have been working wonders for me." He smiled to the man. Trebol grinned back to him.
"You're welcome. I will continue to get you them until you say otherwise." Doflamingo agreed as he walked into the building. Trebol guided him to an elevator.
"What will I be doing tonight? What do you want from him?" Doflamingo pout his hands in his pockets as he watched Trebol press the button for the basement.
"We want to know who his boss is and where the supplies are." He nodded as he waited for the elevator to stop. When it did, the doors opened to show a man tied to a chair. He had his head down. Doflamingo studied him. He had a shaven head, dark skin, and was very muscular.
Stepping out, he went to stand in front of the man. "Raise your head," he ordered. The man slowly lifted his head to glare at Doflamingo. The teen was grinning maniacally at him. "Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. And trust me, you won't like your second option."
The man continued to glare at him. "And who are you? You're just a kid." Doflamingo frowned at that. He wasn't a child. "You look just like a teenager."
Doflamingo held out his hand. A pocket knife was placed in his hand. "I would refrain from saying that to Doffy," Trebol commented. "He has...a madness that you don't want to encounter." Doflamingo flicked out the blade. The grin returned.
"I'm going to ask you some questions. If I don't like your answers for the questions, I'm going to slice you five times where I see fit. Got it?" The man just glared at him. "I'll take that as a yes. First question, who is your boss?"
The man spat at him. "Like I would tell you that." Doflamingo's grin never faltered. He crouched before the man and roughly grabbed his chin. He raised his head and started to slice at his throat. They were slow and slightly deep. Not deep enough to cut anything vital, though.
Slowly, he sliced and watched as the blood oozed out of the cuts. It was beautiful colour and fueled his bloodlust. When he was finished, he backed up from the man and licked the blood off the blade. The other was breathing heavily and wincing at the pain. "Now, let's try this again. Who is your boss and where are the supplies?"
"Fuck you." Doflamingo's grin widened. He stooped in front of him again and move his hand to where it was palm up. Five or six? Let's try six this time. He took the knife and slowly cut the palm six times. The grunts of pain were exciting him. I want him to scream.
Backing up after his handy work, Doflamingo saw him gasping to breathe. "I've been going easy. If you don't tell me what I want to know, I won't just cut you. You might have to say goodbye to something." The man tensed up.
"Screw you, you freak." Doflamingo chuckled. I warned him. Now, what should I take? He grinned. Going to his other hand, Doflamingo ran the knife tip along his fingers. He stopped at the little finger. Slowly, he started to cut into the flesh of his victim. He heard him hold in the scream.
Doflamingo licked his lips as he watched the skin give way to his knife. He had a little trouble when he got to the bone. It took him a little longer than anticipated but he was able to cu though the bone. The man finally let out a scream of agony as the finger was finally removed from his body.
He stood back up and looked at the finger. "Trebol, can I get this pickled? Like you do with organs and stuff?" Doflamingo turned his grin to the man.
"Sure. We'll get it done when we're finished here." He nodded before placing it on a tray. The teen turned back to the man. He was huffing and spasming from pain.
"Now, we will try this again. Who is your boss and where are the supplies?" The man looked up to only glare at him again. "I will take something else if you don't answer."
"I won't...tell you...anything," he said stubbornly. Doflamingo tsked. He leaned down to the man's face and turned it to the side. He placed the bloody knife where his ear connected to his head. He took his time to cut into the flesh.
The man screamed as he continued to cut his ear off. It was satisfying to see the blood gush out of the wound and cut through the cartilage of the ear. He screamed even after it was detached. Doflamingo placed it on the tray with the finger.
"I'm getting bore having to ask you the same questions. Tell me what I want to know and you can walk our of here soon." He twirled the bloody knife in his fingers.
"Daz Bones, I would like to tell you about when Doffy get's bored." Trebol chuckled. "Let's just say that you won't leave this room alive when he gets bored. So, I suggest you tell him soon."
After what felt like hours, Daz Bones was covered in blood with cuts all over his body. He also had some chunks of flesh missing. Daz also had some toes and fingers missing. Doflamingo was able to get the information out of him without having to kill him.
"C-Croco-dile. My boss...is C-Crocodile," he said in between pants of pain.
"Okay. Where are the drugs?" Doflamingo tapped the knife on the chair next to his hand. He had started to gain a boner from the screams of agony, misery, and horror.
"Th-The...warehouse near...the d-docks." Doflamingo dropped the knife onto the tray with the body parts. He was handed a tissue to clean his hands, Blood stained the once pure white cloth.
"Thank you for your cooperation. You will be able to leave soon." He turned to Trebol. "I'm going back home. You can do whatever you want." Trebol agreed and let him leave. Vergo was still waiting for him at the car.
Back at his house, Doflamingo went to his telescope. He grinned when he saw Law on the couch. He had passed out at some point and was hugging a pillow to his chest. It was a nice view. His face was the same as that morning. It was void of any and all emotion. Nothing indicated that he was dreaming, though.
He took that time to notice his boner. His bloodlust was taking on a new perspective. He was starting to get aroused by the blood and screams that came from his victims. Doflamingo looked through the telescope as he started to jerk off.
His imagination started to wander. His lust for Law and his bloodlust started to combine. The more he stared at Law, the more he started to imagine his body covered in blood. The beautiful, wet substance complemented the doctor so nicely and he was getting close to his climax. It ran down his face in streams.
Breathing heavily, Doflamingo grunted, groaned, and moaned at the image in his mind. Soon enough, he came into his hand with a loud, animalistic moan. He smiled. Oh. This is very interesting. I have found a new thing that I like. He cleaned up and went to bed, thinking about his new kink.
Um...I hope you like it. If you thought I could make Doflamingo creepier and more disturbing, have I done it? Please let me know what you think and if I have hit that goal. Poor, poor Law. He is just stuck where he is. Have a great day and remember that I love you with all my heart. Tatty-bye!