Law had let go of his cock and slipped the fingers from his ass, but Kid could still feel the man sitting against the inside of his thigh. He could also feel the creepy stare that was being directed at him.
When the blood stopped pounding in his ears he took another deep breath and stared back up at the unchanged sky. There had to be something wrong with him if felt that good to get laid flat on his back and played around with like he was some interesting new gadget.
Kid was not about to reveal that he was the least bit disturbed however, so he stretched and crossed his arms behind his head, deliberately lazy, letting his legs fall lewdly open on either side of Law, and met the god's eyes.
"Are you done?" he asked, affecting indifference.
Law tilted his head slightly to the side in consideration, "That would depend on your stamina, which judging by your age and physique, should be abundant."
Kid frowned, "I'd almost think that was a compliment if it didn't sound so much like you're still planning to fuck me."
"I'm uncertain how to disabuse you of that idea if you will not believe what I say."
"You ever heard of 'actions speak louder than words'?"
"Hm," Law said.
Kid waited for comprehension to dawn but the guy only looked at him blankly. Clearly he did not follow.
He lifted himself up onto his elbows so he could scowl at the other man properly, "Alright look you damn freak, I can only assume the reason you're fucking around with me like this is because you actually want to fuck, so if you're really not gonna fuck me then either get on my dick or let me go already."
"I see." was all Law replied, though his expression still did not reflect understanding, and Kid really wasn't sure how he could be more blunt.
Then Law was suddenly standing to shrug out of his long black coat, stripping off the pants and biohazard-yellow shirt he was wearing underneath faster than humanly possible before descending to straddle a stunned Kid, this time with the firm curve of his bare ass pressing against Kid's upper thighs.
Kid's mouth went dry, Oh. Shit, yeah. He really hadn't been expecting Law to take that last part literally, or for there to be much of anything nice to look at under that coat. The guy was so lanky he could have been part skeleton or something else equally fucked up. At worst he'd have some completely unnatural parts down there.
The reality was more than a pleasant surprise. Law appeared gorgeously human, all smooth tan skin over mesmerizing long limbs and lean muscle. His chest and shoulders were inked with stylized hearts, and the curving black lines and whorls highlighted the alluring way his torso slimmed from shoulder to hip, where a very nice cock was jutting up to lay against the flat of Law's belly. Kid almost licked his lips, that's how fucking delicious he looked.
Even when perched completely naked on top of Kid, Law still seemed aloof and slightly bored, but Kid was smug to see at least one part of him was affected by all the torment he had been putting Kid through. He wanted to break that freak's detached calm as payback for the orgasm that had been forced out of him.
He leaned back down to the ground, his hands moving automatically to run up Law's legs and settle on those narrow hips, and he could already feel his own cock stir with interest despite having come hardly a minute ago.
He didn't hold back the grin that crept over his face, "That's more like it."
Law reached forward to trail his fingers through the cooled streaks of Kid's release, bringing wet fingertips up to his mouth for an investigative lick.
Kid zeroed in on the movement. Now that he was really looking he noticed even the hands were tattooed, D-E-A-T-H spelled out on long fingers. That was too melodramatic for his tastes, but it kinda looked good too. Especially with that little hint of pink tongue lapping off his cum.
"Your mouth would look great around my cock," he said, voice low, and rubbed his thumbs idly over Law's sharp hipbones. Damn, it was disconcerting how skinny he was for someone Kid couldn't even shove around.
Law paused, "Is that what you want?"
Kid rolled his eyes, of course this guy couldn't talk dirty. "Nah, right now I wanna to come so deep in your ass you choke on it," he said, pulling Law closer to grind into him for crude emphasis, "But maybe later."
Law pursed his lips, that was decidedly not how the digestive tract worked, but he did not care to correct him. He scooped up as much cum off of Kid's stomach as he could and applied it directly to the man's cock, which was already half-hard and growing quickly. Glancing up he saw that Kid was watching him slick up his length with a predatory keenness. The mortal had become more relaxed and much less hostile after orgasm, less resistant too; in fact he appeared to be downright interested now, holding Law firmly in place with two heavy hands on his hips.
Law could only deduce that orgasm was a transformative experience for humans.
"Is that gonna be enough?" Kid asked after a moment, still fixated on the slow up-and-down of Law's hand that was making his muscles twitch.
"Do you need more?"
"I meant for you."
"It will be enough." Law stuck the fingers of his unoccupied hand into his mouth to cover them with saliva before sitting up on his knees, switching to an underhanded grip on Kid's cock, and reached behind to give himself some brief preparation while he continued to stroke Kid to full hardness.
Kid was kept rapt with anticipation. He had just suggested the idea a moment ago and the guy was already three fingers deep in his own ass. Things were progressing way faster than he could have expected, but he was definitely not about to complain now. Law was leaning forward so he couldn't really see him fingering himself, but just watching him stroking cock with one hand in time with the slight flex of his other arm, all with his brow tensed in concentration, was really fucking hot. In no time Kid was completely hard again, leaking precum with every little twist and tug to add to the slippery mess Law was using to lube him up.
Just when Kid was about to speak up again and move things along—no one had ever lauded his patience—Law straightened up, withdrew his fingers, and readjusted his grip to align Kid's cock with his ass. All Kid could do was hold his breath and stare as the other man held him still and dropped down until the head of his cock was parting slick, tight flesh.
Law didn't pause once, sinking all the way down onto the length in one smooth slide until he was seated flush with Kid's hips.
And, Oh sweet fuck, it was tight. Kid's eyes rolled back in his head immediately. The feeling of his cock being buried into that perfect ass in a single uninterrupted motion was nearly too much. For a moment everything else dropped away and the only thing left was the all-encompassing pressure, and the rim of Law's body squeezing him around the base of his cock so tightly it was almost painful.
When he came back to reality the first thing he noticed was that Law was watching his face with the smallest hint of amusement. Then he realized his mouth was hanging open, and snapped it shut with a scowl.
Without waiting to ask if Law was ready, Kid dug his heels into the dirt and thrust up hard, dragging Law down at the same time to push his cock in as deep as he could go. That finally broke the man's aloof expression, and Kid grinned viciously to see Law's jaw drop and eyelids flutter half-closed. Law barely had time to brace his arms on the ground to either side of Kid's ribs before Kid was lifting him up and slamming in again, setting into a fast rough pace before the other man could regain his composure.
"Jesus, fuck," was all Kid could say to express how heavenly the smooth squeeze of Law's body felt around his cock.
Despite being fucked as hard as Kid could manage in this position, Law was still only watching him lazily through dark lowered lashes, lips slightly parted, getting rocked forward on every thrust. Expending this much effort for such a subdued response was another wholly new experience. Kid was used to easily driving his bed partners crazy. His stature lended itself naturally to his domineering tendencies, and with his not-insignificant skill (along with his very significant ego), he considered himself something of a sex god.
It rubbed his pride the wrong way, but the subtlety of Law's reactions was intoxicating. It made Kid want to fuck him to pieces, to prove a point that he wasn't someone Law could just observe objectively without being affected.
Kid pushed off the ground, hands fixed on Law's hips to keep from slipping out, and rolled them both over until Law was on his back and Kid was looming over him from between his legs. He put his hands behind Law's knees and bent them back until they were almost touching his chest. Having the other man sprawled carelessly on the ground and spread open beneath him looked just as good as he had expected, and he rocked his hips in a shallow thrust, enjoying the view for a moment.
"How's my cock feel now, pervert?" he leered, confidence returning as though it had never left now that he was finally on top.
"It's more impressive from the inside," Law answered.
Kid barked a rough laugh and leaned down heavily, spreading Law's legs apart wide enough that it would've been painful for a common human, and lowered his face inches away from the other man's. Law took it all without a flinch.
"Damn right it is. I'm gonna split you in half with it, you fucking freak."
He pulled out almost entirely and thrust back in hard to underline his threat, causing the back of Law's head to hit the ground with an audible thump, but there was no protest. Law could probably push him off whenever he chose, but that didn't matter as long as he allowed Kid to keep going like this.
Kid couldn't stop smirking; his malicious streak was being roused by how satisfying it felt to physically dominate this man. It occurred to him that if Law was truly some sort of angel, or devil, whatever, he could afford to be not just rough, but downright vicious, and still not hurt him. It was a heady prospect.
With that in mind he resumed a fast pace, ruthlessly fucking Law into the cold dirt. He dragged one of Law's legs up over his shoulder and allowed the other to slip down and hook over his elbow as he planted both hands onto the ground for better leverage.
A flush was slowly rising on Law's face. The mortal seemed to be well committed to his pledge to split him in two; every thrust reamed the breath straight out of his lungs and stretched him impossibly full, dragging against all his nerves in a way that made every sensation blend together in waves of warm pleasure. Kid had him pinned in place, pressed down by the mortal's solid weight and caged between two arms. He would have to exert considerable force to move an inch in any direction.
Besides Kid's low noises of exertion, the only sounds that could be heard were Law's cock slapping wetly against his stomach with every roll of Kid's hips, and the obscene squelch of Kid's thick length repeatedly forcing him open. Law could feel the strain building in the muscles of his thighs and back from the awkward position Kid had bent him into. He welcomed the burn, it complemented the living heat of the mortal's body, and the heat that was pooling in his belly.
He gazed up at Kid's face, now very close to his own. The man's features were hardened with determination, eyes narrow and fully dilated but unfocused, panting open-mouthed with just the white edge of teeth showing. A drop of sweat rolled off the tip of his nose to land on Law's cheek.
When Kid noticed he was being watched again he dipped his head down and nipped at Law's throat, then his chin, before latching sharp teeth onto Law's lower lip. Law opened his mouth in invitation, he had been waiting to get a feel of Kid's mouth for a while, and Kid finally indulged him, covering Law's mouth with his own and delving in greedily. He moved one hand under Law's lower back to lift him up so he could maintain his rhythm while bent completely over, causing Law's other leg to slip off his shoulder and catch on his arm, and kissed like he was trying to devour the other man from the inside out.
The kiss really was more savagery than affection, teeth clacking and Kid occasionally biting down in between conquering every inch of Law's mouth with his tongue. Kid was slightly disappointed to find that Law seemed too durable to bleed no matter how hard he chewed; he wanted to find out what angel blood tasted like.
Law's mouth was still left beautifully wet and swollen by the time Kid pulled back, grinning, to admire his efforts. He wasn't expecting seeing that in combination with Law's dark, heavy lidded gaze, and the dusky blush high on his cheeks to make his balls tighten immediately. The man looked divine, and Kid was absolutely not ready to come yet.
He slowed down to stave off his release, shifted the direction of his thrusts, and tilted Law's hips up, hoping that this guy had all the same parts inside as a normal human did. After some trial and error he managed to find an angle that caused the other man to stiffen, mouth rounding in a silent 'oh'.
"There?" he asked with a fresh smirk, smacking an open palm onto Law's ass.
"Hn." Law said, and arched up towards Kid for more. Shit, that was just too good. Kid gave the round cheek in his hand a squeeze and set in to deliberately slide against that spot on every stroke.
When Law's eyes fell shut Kid took it as his cue to speed up again, but going any faster was going to make him lose it. "Touch yourself," he ordered roughly, and tried to concentrate on not simply rutting into the man until he came.
Law certainly wasn't helping him out with that matter. On Kid's command he snaked a hand between them and wrapped it around his leaking cock. His limbs were beginning to tremble in response to the focused attention Kid was giving his prostate, and the sight of him fisting his own cock, breathless, while his free hand twisted mindlessly against the ground was quickly driving Kid to the brink of control.
Kid lasted less than a minute in that position before he had to drop down, curling over Law, bending him in half and making his thrusts shorter and straight to the point. He could feel the hand moving steadily between them, knuckles occasionally grazing against his belly, and he pressed his face against the side of Law's, nosing into the soft black hair that smelled like ashes and earth.
"I want you to come getting fucked be me," he breathed hot into his ear, "And I want you to say my name so you'll remember who made you do it."
As soon as the words left his lips he could feel Law's body clench tighter around his cock at the same time as he heard him moan, "Ah.. yes, Eustass—" And then warmth was spattering on his stomach, and Law's ass was squeezing him so tight his own orgasm was being milked out of him before he had a chance to move.
"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck-" he hissed, every muscle going rigid as he spilled deep into Law. The release was so intense it felt like he was going to fly apart, blood rushing through his head louder than a damn typhoon. It took more than a few moments before he remembered how to relax again.
His heart was still pounding, but Law hardly even looked winded. He would've been a little ticked off by that if he wasn't going to take the memory of Law moaning his name so sweetly to the grave. Or whatever was after the grave, anyway.
He also became aware that his fingers were clamped on Law's hips, dark nails digging harshly into the skin, and he had to consciously pry them off before moving away enough to pull out and flop over onto his back with a huge sigh. Law let him go without comment, legs sliding easily off Kid's arms to drop lax to the ground.
They lay together in silence, limbs loosening and sweat prickling on skin in the cold air.
"So are all angels huge fucking perverts like you or am I just unlucky," Kid griped after he caught his breath. He turned to face Law, who for once wasn't watching him back. The god was staring up at the sky, looking as if he had already forgotten Kid was there.
"I'm not an angel. Are all humans as vulgar and rude as you?"
Kid snorted at the non-answer, "Yeah, smartass. Alright, what am I supposed to call you then?"
"My name is Trafalgar Law, though some call me the surgeon of death. Call me whatever you like."
"Weird name for a weird guy." Kid hesitated for a moment before he decided to just go ahead and ask. After all that, one more stupid question couldn't hurt. "So uh... Trafalgar. Will I see you again after you drop me off in heaven or hell or whatever?"
Law's eyebrow flicked up in surprise. He was planning to simply send the man off to the afterlife and resume his duties after this momentary diversion drew to a close, though he certainly was capable of seeing the mortal again whenever he chose; he could pass between worlds as easily as a human crossed the street. He hadn't really considered the possibility, just dismissed it out of hand. But now that Kid brought it up...
"Nobody on earth could make me come like that is all, so I'm gonna be pretty pissed if it turns out you're the only one who can." Kid continued, only half joking.
Law turned his head to regard the man seriously, folding his hands together across his stomach, and Kid was about to say just forget the whole thing when he spoke.
"I like you, mortal. You may see me whenever you wish."
Kid grinned at him, raising himself up onto one elbow, "Maybe you're not so bad. Hey, I don't gotta leave just yet, right?"
"It makes no difference."
Kid's grin broadened into a jagged smirk, "Alright, give me a sec then. I still want to see how great your mouth looks around my cock before I go."