Title: Almost Easy
Author: kikokus (AoiTsukikage)
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters/Pairing: Zoro/Sanji, Law/Sanji, Law/Zoro/Sanji
Chapter: 16/?
Word Count: 3251
Summary: Sequel to 'So Good So Far.' Everything was supposed to get easier after Dressrosa – at least, that's what Sanji had assumed. He was wrong. .
Spoilers: Up to chapter 773.

Chapter Sixteen

"For somebody with such strong observation Haki, you're quite a sound sleeper."

"Hmm?" Sanji blinked open his eyes, sighing and trying to sit up before realizing he couldn't. He snapped back to awareness instantly, breath quickening because his sleep-addled brain couldn't process anything except for the fact that he couldn't move and he was starting to freak out because of it.

"Sanji. Calm down," Law's voice cut through his panic and he did, feeling his breath even out and his heartbeat start to slow. "Forgive me, I should have realized you'd have a negative reaction to waking up this way."

"I told you," Zoro's voice came from beside him and Sanji craned his head to the side, seeing Zoro seated in an armchair with his foot propped up in front of him. It had been a couple of days since the…accident (Nami, much to her great annoyance, had not yet managed to open the lock and while Law had reminded her that he could get the box open with no danger to the contents inside she'd insisted on getting it herself and had spent most of her time since attempting to do just that), and while Zoro insisted his ankle was healed and he could walk, Law wasn't taking any chances and was making him rest for another day yet.

"And yet you did nothing to stop me," Law sounded amused. Zoro's reaction was to shrug, snorting a little, but he didn't deny it. Sanji smirked to himself, because for all of his claiming to have no understanding of bondage or why anybody would want to do it, he'd admitted to finding it appealing when Sanji was involved.

"Yeah, well, you guys told me he was cool with stuff like this," Zoro flapped a hand in the air and Sanji thought that was a pretty lame excuse.

"I am," he promised, trying to get a better look at what exactly Law had done to him. His knees were bent, spread apart with his ankles roped to his thighs so that he was completely spread open, and there were other ropes leading from his ankles that disappeared under the mattress and made it impossible to even move his legs closer together. His wrist were cuffed above his head and then bound to the headboard. It was a fairly hard position to move from, which he guessed was the point.

"Now," Law leaned over him, smirking, eyes dark. "You know the rules."

"Don't come unless you give me permission," Sanji rolled his eyes, since that was about Law's only rule.

"Don't get smart with me," Law set his metal hand in the center of Sanji's chest and pressed down, the vibrations starting out slowly and spreading through his body. "And I asked Mr. Robo to…add some other modifications to this, so don't think you know what to expect, either."

Sanji groaned, tilting his head back as much as he could and arching toward the touch. It felt…slower, somehow, than the day they'd first discovered what Franky had done to 'modify' Law's arm, and Law slid his fingers down Sanji's chest, brushing lightly over one nipple and then skimming across his torso to the other, tiny jolts of vibration that went straight to Sanji's cock.

Law just kept trailing his hand across Sanji's chest, every touch against his over-sensitive nipples making him gasp, and he could feel his cock twitching in response.

"Zoro," Law, damn him, sounded completely impassive. "Do you want to move closer? I'm sure this is something you'd like a better view of."

"Can I walk over there?" Zoro asked, and Law seemed to consider that for a moment before nodding.

Zoro shuffled over, hopping up beside Law and grinning at Sanji, who glared at him.

"You do look good tied up," he shrugged.

"Fuck-ah," Sanji couldn't even get the insult out because Law did something and the vibrations increased. "That's the…you got…" he blinked rapidly, trying to get his thoughts in order, but that was almost impossible. He clenched his fists around the rope tying his bound wrists to the headboard, needing to hold onto something to keep him grounded. He knew he looked shameless, flushed and panting, completely exposed with his hard cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach, and he turned his face against the inside of his arm.

"Hey," Zoro touched his thigh gently and Sanji blinked his eyes open. "It's okay. You're…um…" he shrugged, looking a little red himself.

Law glanced between them, rubbing his thumb over one of Sanji's abused nipples a final time before he lifted his hand. Sanji whined as the vibrations stopped, because even though they were driving him crazy, it still felt amazing.

"Don't touch him. I'll be back," he slid away and Sanji tried to get his breathing under control, even more aware of how he must look now that he wasn't being assaulted by jolts of pleasure. Zoro was still staring at him, eye narrowed like he wanted to say something, and Sanji glanced at him, tilting his head to the side.

"Fuck, I'm not supposed to be a coward," Zoro muttered, obviously not meant for Sanji to hear it although he did. When Zoro looked directly at him again, there was a new determination in his gaze, and he leaned closer without touching Sanji and said in a low voice, "you're beautiful. Okay?"

Sanji knew his face was probably even redder now, and his first reaction was to laugh and then probably kick Zoro, but he couldn't do the latter and the former just felt out of place. Yeah, Zoro had called him 'hot' before, but this implied something a little more than superficial physical attraction. It was the closest to an 'I love you' he'd ever gotten from Zoro, and for some reason that scared him more than anything else could have.

"Yeah?" he said instead, shaking his head. "I feel fucking awkward, though."

"Don't," Zoro's fingers twitched but he still didn't touch, and Sanji smirked because for a guy that apparently had an aversion to any sort of power-play, he was following Law's instructions perfectly. "I mean, yeah, it's…" he glanced down and Sanji couldn't even do anything to pull his legs closer together. It probably shouldn't matter, since any ounce of modesty he might have held onto around Zoro and Law was long gone, but for some reason it still did. "It's okay, though, as long as you are…"

"I'm fine," Sanji decided, since he could deal with a little bit of discomfort knowing what was coming. "You should try it sometime," he grinned, partly to lighten the mood and partly because he was almost entirely sure Zoro would refuse.

"Maybe I will," he matched Sanji's smile, and Sanji blinked at him. "What? I mean, maybe not…this much, but everything you guys have told me I'd like so far I have, and I trust both of you," he shrugged. "Besides, I know how you get when you feel trapped, and if this doesn't make you uncomfortable, it can't be that bad," he added.

Sanji admitted that he had a point, but really, it was all about trust and while he would never push Zoro into doing something he didn't want, of course the idea was appealing.

And Zoro hadn't said an outright 'no,' so that gave him a little bit of hope.

"Good," Law set a hand on Zoro's back as he returned, and Sanji saw the fingers of his metal hand were shining. "Now."

"I'm surprised you didn't get Franky to add some sort of self-lubricating thing to your hand," Sanji laughed nervously, hissing when Law slid a finger inside of him and activated the vibrations again. "You're a bastard."

"I've never denied it," Law hummed, and of course he'd take it as a compliment. "And I'd considered it, although that would require a way to replenish the supply and having any sort of liquid contained within an apparatus like this is only asking for trouble if leaks were to occur," he added another finger while he spoke, his voice sounding as bored as if he were writing a medical report.

Sanji tried to focus on his words but it was becoming increasingly difficult with the vibrations coming from inside of him now, and all of his attention was on making sure he didn't come too quickly.

When Law's fingers pressed against his prostate he yelped, unable to stop himself, muscles tight with the strain of keeping his body under control.

"I take it that feels good?" Law asked, reaching out with his free hand to cup Zoro's cheek and draw him into a slow kiss. Sanji watched them, shivering, seeing the undeniable attraction between them now, and as always he felt a mixture of relief that they did like each other and selfish apprehension that it affected their feelings towards him.

Zoro wrapped his arms around Law's shoulders, returning the kiss rather enthusiastically. Law broke away to murmur something in his ear, and Sanji watched Zoro's cheeks flush before he nodded once, a quick jerk of his head. Law ran his tongue over the lobe of Zoro's ear, licking at the sensitive skin where his earrings attached. Zoro gave a full-body shudder in response, eyes dark with lust.

"You're too quiet down there," Law's eyes flicked to him before he pressed his fingers up and the vibrations increased again, Sanji's entire body jerking with the force of it.

He couldn't even form words, his senses overloading in the best possible way as Law's fingers nudged against his prostate and just…stayed there, not relenting, his full focus once again on watching Sanji. Zoro kind of draped himself over Law's back, eyes locked with Sanji's, and this time the blond forced himself not to look away. He yanked at his restraints, trying to pull away from the endless vibrations, but Law gave him a stern glare that had his body stilling instantly.

His cock was aching, flushed red with the strain of holding back his orgasm, pre-cum leaking profusely from the tip and smearing across his stomach. "Ask me," Law said, sliding his fingers back a little and letting Sanji breathe, a gasp ripping from his throat as he struggled to make his mouth move.

"P-please," he whispered, barely audible to his own ears, and Law cocked his head to the side and sighed.

"Now, that was hardly convincing. Perhaps I need to do more…"

"No!" Sanji didn't think he could handle anything else, not with how tightly wound he was, every muscle in his body tensed and screaming for release. "No, no, please, I can't…"

"Hmm," Law pressed his fingers forward again and Sanji yelped, thrashing pitifully against the tight restraints.

"No no no please please fuck Law…Law, I can't…I need…please let me come," he nearly sobbed, his voice rising in pitch in his desperation, and Law looked at Zoro.

"What do you think? Has he earned it?"

Zoro smirked, catching Law's lips in another quick kiss as Sanji whined, chest heaving, fingers clenched in the ropes above his head.

"Yeah. I think so," he looked like he was enjoying this far too much and Sanji wanted to kick him for it. "Let him."

"Well," Law looked back to Sanji, raising an eyebrow. "You heard the man. Come."

Sanji gasped, the 'fuck' on his lips coming out as a squeak as his orgasm slammed into him, cock pulsing streams of cum over his abs and his vision going blurry as he rode it out. His back arched, shoulders lifting off of the mattress as he yanked himself up against the ropes, until his body went lax and he slumped against the mattress.

He was still shaking, cock twitching feebly as Law pressed against his prostate again. It almost hurt, too over-sensitized, and he whined softly until Law stopped the vibrations and slid his fingers out.

Sanji swallowed, his throat dry, and rolled his head to the side.

"Okay?" Law, all careful concern now, asked, and Sanji nodded.

"Yeah," he whispered. "Yeah, that was…intense," his voice came out as a rasp, and Law crawled over his body to lean down for a slow kiss. "It was good," he promised, seeing the relief in Law's eyes at the words, but he knew right now he had to put aside his own afterglow because, looking at Zoro over Law's shoulder, the other man needed some relief of his own. "Don't worry about me. Zoro said he'd like to try some of…" he rattled the cuffs, and Law's eyes flashed. "And I think he wants it now."

"Well, Zoro?" Law glanced backwards and Zoro gulped, his eye narrowing.

"I said 'some' of it, and I'm still not…" he frowned, looking a little unsure. "I don't want anything up my ass. Okay?" he grimaced as if he thought that would earn him some backlash, but Sanji had kind of expected it. He wanted Zoro to, of course, but he was probably one of those guys that thought it made him less 'manly' to bottom or something and now wasn't the time to try and change his mind about that.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm quite sure I can think of other things. I won't even tie you up if you promise to not move, but a man with your exceptional level of training must have a lot of…self-discipline," he smirked, obviously knowing Zoro would take that as a challenge. The swordsman huffed and pulled off his shirt, carefully shucking his pants so as not to jostle his ankle and staring at Law defiantly.

"Good," he looked back down at Sanji. "Here," he undid the ropes from the headboard so Sanji could at least lower his arms. His wrists were still bound together, but that wasn't uncomfortable by itself, and he sighed and let himself drift while Law quickly unbound his legs. He stretched them out, groaning at the stiffness present from being forced into such an awkward position for so long, and kind of flopped onto his side so he could still watch Zoro and Law.

Law stood up, methodically removing his own clothing and kneeling on the bed once he was naked. "Now, hands on the headboard, and you should know what else I'm going to say," he smiled, mostly teasing, and Zoro huffed a laugh.

"Yeah. Don't come," he took a deep breath and wrapped his fingers around the headboard bars.

"Good boy," Law flattened his body over Zoro's shifting so that their cocks lined up, and wrapped his mechanical hand around both of them. "Ready?"

Zoro's grin was predatory when he nodded, and Law was apparently wasting no time now because from the noise and the way Zoro's mouth dropped open he'd opted for the highest vibration setting.

Sanji could only imagine how it would feel directly against his cock, and from the look on Zoro's face it was as overwhelming as he'd suspected. Law's own face was impassive, expressionless save for the slightest lift at the corners of his lips. He braced his real arm beside Zoro's body, leaning to kiss him and starting to stroke his hand slowly up and down the length of their erections.

For his part, Sanji didn't think he'd ever get tired of watching them be like this, putting on a show that was at least in part for him, and that knowledge again eased his earlier fears about everything. He could see the muscles in Zoro's arms straining, the headboard creaking as he grasped it tightly.

"Don't break my bed," Law pulled away to whisper, mouth latching onto Zoro's neck and licking at his pulse. Zoro's teeth were gritted now, breath coming in harsh pants through his nose.

"Already?" Law's laugh was more than a little evil and Sanji knew he was enjoying this far too much. "Hmm, I expected more."

"Fucker," Zoro growled, wincing when Law bit his shoulder.

"Beg for it," Law arched his body backwards smoothly, pushing himself upright so he was straddling Zoro, real hand resting on his chest. "How badly do you need this?"

And Sanji felt himself holding his breath, because Zoro wasn't really somebody who would beg for anything, at least not without considering it as some sort of personal shame. He had a feeling Law knew that, too, which was probably why he was using such a tactic.

Zoro looked defiant, jaw clenched, but eventually his body's need must have won out because he sagged into the mattress and mumbled, "Please."

"Please what?" Law's expression faltered for the barest of moments, telling Sanji that he wasn't as composed as he was pretending to be. "I can do this all night, Zoro."

"Please," Zoro squeezed his eye shut, turning his face away. "Let me come."

"Hmm, we'll have to work on that," Law grabbed Zoro's chin in his hand and forced the other man to look up at him. His arm was shaking, barely holding it together himself. "Try again."

"Let me come. Please," it was a snarl, more a demand than a plea, but either it was good enough for Law or else he couldn't hold off his own climax anymore because he nodded.

"Yes. Come with me. Now," he arched back again, long and lean and beautiful, metal hand stilling over their cocks as they pulsed in its grip. Sanji watched them both, breathless, searing the image into his memory for a time when he wouldn't be able to see it in person any longer.

Zoro had apparently decided he'd had enough of Law's rules and was grabbing at his waist, hauling him down into a sloppy kiss. Sanji watched until he couldn't fight his own weariness anymore, eyes sliding closed as he dropped off even with his wrists still bound in front of him.

000

"I'm sorry if that was too much for you."

"Wasn't," Sanji cracked an eye open to look at Law. Zoro was spooning him from behind, snoring, having fallen asleep almost as soon as they'd finally gotten Sanji untied and decided lying in bed some more was a good idea. "It was amazing."

"Good," Law seemed relieved, his hands sliding over Sanji's skin as if memorizing every inch of him. "Next time I do promise we'll do things without any of this, though."

"Yeah," Sanji was looking forward to it, really, because while he'd seen Law sexually vulnerable before, it was a rare occurrence. "I've also gotta convince Zoro how good being fucked feels, because I might be okay with this most of the time, but sometimes…" he sighed, since he really didn't mind, but once in a while he liked switching it up, and it would mean a lot to him if Zoro would trust him enough to let him.

"You're considerably talented at it, so it would be a waste if he didn't ever let you," Law leaned to kiss him and Sanji smiled against his lips.

"Damn right," he replied, wrapping his arms tightly around Law's waist and nosing at his neck. "And remind me to thank Franky the next time I see him. I've decided this was a good idea after all."

"I'm glad," Law kissed his forehead, his expression tender and unguarded now, and Sanji decided he's cook whatever Franky wanted the next day because the man fucking deserved it.

And hey, if it made him a little embarrassed to know why, Sanji only considered that payback for doing it without asking in the first place.

After all, it was only fair.

Notes:

1. I…don't really have much to say, other than yeah, that happened. Thanks again for all the reviews and comments, they really do motivate me to keep writing so please feel free to leave feedback if you feel so inclined! And for those of you who like plot, that's coming back in a major way next chapter, so enjoy this little smutty interlude while it lasts…