Penguin heard rather than saw Law enter the infirmary, and it took everything in his power to not respond to his captain when the other man spoke to him specifically out of the blue.
"Are you in here, Penguin?" Law's voice was bemused yet a little bit irritated, as if his crewmate being AOWL for hours was somehow inconvenient to him. "I've looked in your room and the mess hall already, but I assumed that you might potentially come here because you really do need your bandages changed."
Penguin kept perfectly still, because he felt that if he made any unnecessary movements Law would hear him and the element of surprise the Heart Pirate crewmate wanted would be lost.
"Perhaps I was mistaken, yet I'd hate to think that I've just been talking to myself right now." Law commented, as the Heart Pirate captain's steps drew nearer to the desk in the infirmary. "I'd had the hope that you would have been smart about your health, but I suppose at the very least you haven't been overexerting yourself these past few days."
Penguin knew that he was going to exert himself a little bit with what he had in mind, but figured that since he wouldn't be moving overly much that it would be fine. Penguin saw Law's legs appear near the desk, and heard his captain turn the chair around in order to sit down on it. And then heard Law mutter thoughtfully under his breath.
"If he isn't in here...then maybe he went to someone else's' room. I hope he and Shachi haven't gotten into another sparing match. He could potentially tear the stitches, even if they seem to have set in well…"
Penguin waited with bated breath, and as soon as Law turned his chair to the side partway, the Heart Pirate struck. Penguin lunged partially out from beneath the desk to forcefully turn the chair around the rest of the way around, before he dragged the chair close, glad of the wheels on the chair as it made it all the easier for him. Without any thought, Penguin had his hands grip Law's thighs tightly as he shamelessly pressed his face right to his captain's crotch, as if there had been some invisible signal to do so. Penguin received not a verbal response, but a gasp of faint surprise, a low moan, and then Law's legs parted further in order to give his crewmate more space to work with. Penguin flicked his gaze up from beneath his hat and saw his captain staring down at him through half open eyes, those golden eyes nearly gleaming with interest at what was happening.
"There you are." Law said with a smirk, as if he had had no doubt in his mind that the other man had been in the room. "How long have you been down there?"
Penguin didn't hear a demand to answer in his captain's tone, so he ignored giving a response as he spread his hands out on Law's thighs and began to mouth the outside of his jeans. The Heart Pirate was slightly shocked that his captain was allowing him to do this considering what he'd done a few days ago. No matter if Law had been encouraging him or not. Penguin had the belt undone as quickly as he could, and was glad that he did not have to say anything to get his captain to rise slightly out of the chair in order for him to pull his pants down. Penguin kept pulling them down until the jeans were pooled around Law's ankles, and without thinking slapped his captain's hand away from the briefs when Law made as if to remove them as well.
"Oh?" Law's eyes took on a slightly dark look before the smirk returned and he leaned back as comfortably as he could in the chair. The Heart Pirate captain seemed to give off an air of indifference, like he wasn't just about to get blown by his crewmate. "You have something in mind about how you want to do it?"
Penguin didn't say a word. He just started to mouth the front of Law's briefs, and after a moment, made some hum of agreement to his captain's question, before he started to let his tongue join in lightly tracing the briefs along with his mouth. Penguin knew that Law liked it because his captain had gripped the arms of the chair and seemed to make an attempt to spread his legs a little further. And when Penguin checked, there was still a faint half smirk on his captains' face. Penguin grazed the fabric with his teeth and heard Law's breath hitch before his eyes shut tight and he let out a low sigh.
"Are you going to do anything to it or are you just going to try and make me come from toying with it from the outside?"
Penguin took that sarcastic remark as a challenge, before he decided to prove the other man wrong and changed things up a little by moving his left hand from Law's thigh and palming his captain's trapped shaft.
Law jerked at the touch but said nothing, even if his breath was began to come out a little faster than before.
"I was getting around to taking it off. I just wanted to get a taste first." Penguin felt embarrassed for saying something like that, and went quiet as he moved his left hand to hook into the side of Law's briefs as his right hand gave a light squeeze that made Law writhe in place. "Lift your hips up so I can take them off." Penguin was almost startled into laughter at how fast Law acquiesced to the request, and in no time at all, the briefs were gone and Penguin was staring at a none too subtle erection that was clearly bothering Law from the way the other man fidgeted his hands against the arms of the chair
"You want me to take care of that?" Penguin queried as he was forced to bite back a smile at the unamused glare Law leveled his way.
"You'd better do something with it." Law mumbled, half disapprovingly. "Otherwise I'll be sure that you do not get out of here until I change your bandages."
"Oh? Then does that mean I can take my time with you and you won't leave the room until I have those new bandages?" Penguin smiled this time around when Law seemed to have realized what he had sad, before the Heart Pirate promptly went down on Law before his captain had time to say anything.
Law let out some garbled sound, half moan and half exasperated sigh.
Penguin recalled what Law had said he liked to have touched when he touched himself, and wondered if the same would apply if he was now using his mouth on his captain. Penguin drew back a little and gave a few tentative licks to the head, and knew that it was the right thing to try when Law jerked his hips in his direction with a faint sound of approval. Penguin gripped Law by the hips and held him in place as he paid attention to the head while longer before he began to take a little more into his mouth with each suck and nip he took.
Law seemed to be enjoying the sudden careful attention that Penguin soon began to give him, and would have likely started to moan some more or something had there not been a very loud knock on the infirmary door right that moment.
"Penguin." Law hissed out in a harsh exhalation when Penguin dared to take him in nearly all the way. "Stop, someone will come in and see."
Penguin would have said 'let them see then' or something along those lines, but the tone Law had spoken to him in was more of an order and it made him reluctantly remove his mouth from his captain's dick with an exasperated sigh of his own for being stopped.
"Come in." Law called out not a moment later.
Penguin grunted as Law slid the chair a little closer to him beneath the desk, but that might have not been the best idea, because the only way Penguin fit there was to rest his head on ne of Law's thighs and had his hands on either side of Law's hips. Penguin also ended up breathing hotly against Law's lap, ensuing that his captain's erection did not flag in the least bit because of the arrangement.
"Have you seen Penguin?" Shachi's voice sounded as the door opened. "I can't find him anywhere."
"I presume he is around somewhere on the ship. " Law said smoothly in return as he lightly dug a foot into Penguin's side as if to try and get him to stop breathing on him.
Penguin couldn't not breathe, so instead of doing as Law asked via the foot in his side, the Heart Pirate retaliated by giving his captain a long lick from base to tip as he started to breathe a little heavier. Penguin hear a rough edge in his captain's voice as he spoke again.
"Was he in the mess hall?"
"I dunno. I guess I haven't checked there yet." Shachi hesitated. "You sure you haven't seen him today?"
"No, I haven't." Law gave Penguin another, harder prod in the side with his foot. "If you find him, send him here. He needs his bandages changed today."
Penguin took the tip of Law's dick into his mouth and grazed his teeth over it before he gave it a light suck.
Law just barely managed to not make a sound by gripping the arms of the chair and passing off a writhe as a yawn.
"Do you think that he is all right?" Shachi sounded concerned.
Penguin would have been grateful for his crewmate to worry about him but right now teasing Law was taking up more of his attention and he felt justified in the teasing. For Law pretended nothing had happened between them after each of their little encounters. Penguin took in a bit more and ran his tongue beneath the head with an overly lavish lick and even let out a faint moan of his own around Law, just to drive his captain a little up the wall at not being able to let out a sound of his own without letting Shachi know what was going on. Penguin winced as Law's heeled shoe dug into his side more heavily, as if in warning.
Penguin dared to start licking and kissing the tip and doing everything in his power to get Law to dismiss Shachi so that he could really go down on him and drive him crazy.
"Penguin will be fine. The stitches seemed to be taking just fine, and as long as he rests and doesn't do any vigorous activities, he will be fine." Law's foot tapped Penguin's side lightly and then again.
"Oh, that's good." Shachi hesitated, and then added. "I guess that means I can't spar with him until the stiches are taken out?"
"Yes." Law said shortly.
"Are you all right? You seem a bit tense." Shachi's voice turned teasing. "Did you not get enough sleep again?"
"Something like that." Law said smoothly.
Penguin grazed his teeth over the tip again as he squeezed Law's thigh with his right hand, impatient now and he even had half a mind to tell Shachi off himself if Law didn't.
"Do you want any coffee? We did get that spare pot out of storage." Shachi pressed, as if worried about his captain now and not realizing the true cause of his sudden agitation was Penguin teasing him mercilessly beneath the desk.
"It's fine." Law said, barely able to hide a faint twitch as Penguin's left hand wrapped around the base of his dick and squeezed lightly as his mouth went down on the rest and started to make torturously slow movements.
Penguin laughed softly around what he had in his mouth when Law finally shooed Shachi out of the infirmary with a suggestion.
"If that's all, I was going to get back to my work. I was going to do some tests of a sort, so if you wanted to stay behind I could always use a test subject…well, volunteer. Are you interested?"
"Ahaha. That's okay, I'll let you go do that, captain." Shachi's voice was shaky at the very thought of any experiments. "I'll just go look for Penguin and send him your way if I find him."
There were a rapid couple of steps before the door shut a little too quickly.
Penguin was amused, at least until he felt Law's hands fall onto his head to give his hat a sharp tug to get his attention. Penguin thought that there might be some kind of reprimand for daring to tease Law while he was talking to someone, but Law didn't say a word as he instead gave a little jerk of his hips and let out a slow hiss of air before a faint moan escaped his lips when the movement made Penguin go down on him further.
It made Penguin go right back to what he was doing. The Heart pirate was so focused on driving Law to a hard release, mainly for digging that foot of his into his side, that Penguin didn't notice that Law had impatiently ripped his hat off his head and tossed it aside. And then the Heart pirate became aware of it when he felt Law's fingers thread through his short hair and start to tug in response to what Penguin was doing with his mouth.
Penguin liked the sensation of his captain's hands in his hair. It felt good, and it gave him an indication of what Law liked by the way the other man's hands jerked against this head depending on what Penguin did with his mouth. It just made Penguin try harder, and by the time that Penguin could tell that Law was nearly done, he closed his lips over the tip and sucked and licked hard with his tongue, and that was it for Law holding out any more as he came with a bit back cry. Law buried his face against the top of Penguin's head, before he slumped with a relieved sigh, hands slowly leaving his crewmate's hair.
Penguin waited until Law let go and allowed him to pull his mouth off him before the Heart Pirate watched his captain slump back in the chair with a slow sigh. Penguin then noticed his own erection pressing against the front of his pants and cursed as he counted himself lucky that Law insisted he only wear a tank top over his bandages instead of the outfit that took way to damn long to strip out of. Penguin was about to put a hand down his own pants and pull one off, regardless of Law being there in the room, when a hand slid through his hair again and gave a slight tug. Penguin lifted his head and met Law's gaze, and he wasn't sure what to make of the faint change in Law's eyes going from exhausted to alert and gleaming. Penguin was clueless when Law gave another tug, at least until his mind came back online and his captain looked at him like he was an idiot for not figuring out what he wanted.
The Heart Pirate crewmate wasn't a mind reader, but he figured it out pretty quickly nonetheless. Penguin rose out from beneath the desk, hands resting on either side of the chair as he rolled it back and up against the nearest wall before he settled over Law and kissed him. Because that was clearly what Law wanted as he had let go of his hair the moment Penguin had started to move his chair back.
Law wrapped his arms around the back of Penguin's neck in order to hang on tight, and the sound in the room was that of two people engaging in an urgent and thorough kiss as if someone would come into the room and stop them.
Penguin liked the kiss mainly because Law was participating in it, but made sure to dominate it in any case because his captain seemed to like it what he did that. But it only made Penguin more aroused than he had been to begin with and he was already fidgeting as Law had been before, and breathed out against Law's neck after they'd broken the kiss. "I need to take care of myself, captain."
"You're not supposed to do any vigorous activity." Law murmured back in return.
"Jacking off is not going to tear my stitches." Penguin insisted, and he started to pull away only to have Law stop him.
"I am the captain, you know." Law smirked. "And I am a doctor, so I know what I'm talking about."
Penguin started blankly at the other as if wondering what his point was and why couldn't he have his pants down now?
"Let me take care of it." Law said, his smirk growing smug. "You've been touching me all this time. Don't you think I should be able to touch you in return?"
Penguin's mind immediately ground to a halt at that as he really wasn't sure if he was ready for his captain to be touching him in return when he hadn't even yet figured out why Law wanted him to touch him in the first place. "Ah, that's fine, you don't have to. I can take care of it..."
"I insist." Law said simply as he got out of the chair, clearly not caring that he was half naked as he kicked his pants off his ankles and the sight did interesting things to Penguin.
Penguin took one look at that smirking visage his captain presented before he did what made sense to him in that moment. He tackled Law without warning and he let out a short splutter of laughter at the look of surprise that crossed his captain's face. The two ended up sprawled on the infirmary floor, and Penguin was rather ashamed of himself for dry humping his captain's crotch with his clothed bottom half despite him thinking very much that it would be fine thing to be skin to skin with Law.
The dark haired pirate frowned a moment and then shook his head as Penguin began to nuzzle along the side of his neck and lightly scrape his teeth along.
"Now I will have to change those bandages to make sure you haven't torn anything." Law's tone was slightly disapproving even if he seemed to like the continued attention.
"I feel fine." Penguin said, even if he wasn't fine with a painful erection that he was still consciously pressing down against Law.
"Hmn, you do seem to be all right." Law mused aloud as Penguin braced his forearms on either side of his head. "But you should let me do the rest."
Penguin buried his face against the side of Law's neck heavily as soon as he felt his captain's hands at his belt and then the next thing he knew, his pants and boxers were gone and Law's hands were on his dick and wow, Penguin had been right when he had thought that Law would have skilled fingers.
"It seems that you do not respond as I do." Law said after a moment of running his hands along Penguin absently. "But I suppose everybody is different. I wonder what feels good for you?"
Penguin might have said something had Law not taken the next several minutes to feel his shaft up from base to tip and trying a manner of interesting things with those nimble fingers. Penguin finally couldn't take it anymore as he groaned and thrust against Law's hands to let him know that he just wanted his captain to stop teasing him. And then Law did something with the thumb of one hand while gripping the base and Penguin twitched and moaned at the sensation.
That felt rather good, and Law's soft laugher as he did the motion again with his hands solidified that his captain had noticed the change as well.
"It seems I've found what makes you tick." Law said with what sounded like he was wearing a smirk on his face. "I'll be sure to remember it."
Penguin moaned softly in response and finally couldn't hold back at Law's words and he began to jerk his hips against the other's hands in a silent plead to finish. And for good measure, Penguin turned his head in order to lock Law into another kiss and made some insistent sound into it. Penguin was embarrassed that he didn't last too long after Law had moaned something unintelligible in return into his mouth. With the relief came a harsh crash of reality as Penguin, limbs not very coordinate, made an attempt to leave as soon as Law let go of him. But his captain wasn't about to let him leave so easily as a hand dropped onto his shoulder and Law's voice was bland and matter of fact.
"I told you I needed to change your bandages, didn't I?"
Penguin cautiously turned his head to look at Law, only to find one of his captain's hands to his lips as he gave a tattooed finger a lick and smirked at him lie he was trying to turn him on again. Penguin may have wanted answers, but in the face of Law sweating slightly, half naked, and licking his fingers like he was, Penguin fled the room as he hastily hitched his pants up and belted it as he walked down the hall. He wasn't sure why Law let him go so easily, but he figured out the reason why, because as soon as he'd straightened things out to look like he hadn't been up to something, he was hailed by Shachi.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?"
Penguin furrowed his brow, confused, as he turned to face his red headed crewmate. There was faint surprise that crossed Shachi's face, and Penguin wasn't sure what to make of it as he was more concerned with ducking beneath a kick that Shachi sent his way. Penguin was confused, until he realized that his crewmate was staring at him hard. And then Penguin knew why Law hadn't stopped him, because it seemed like he would have to make a stop back in the infirmary after all. He'd left his hat there and that explained Shahci's reactions to him.
"It's me, Shachi." The Heart Pirate reached up and caught Shachi by the wrist before the red head could attack again. "I'm Penguin. I just misplaced my hat."
Shachi froze in an instance, his fighting stance gone as he looked his crewmate over with a bit of curiosity, as he'd recognized his friend's voice.
Penguin withstood the staring, because he knew what it looked like and didn't blame his crewmate for his reaction. He'd have attacked as well had he seen himself walking around with no hat and no explanation. There was a reason Penguin kept his hat on, and it wasn't to have his crewmate's tease him good naturally about having his name on the top of it and such stuff like that.
It was to hide his eyes.
His short black hair wasn't anything that would have stood out in a crowd, but his eyes, a pale, light blue, most certainly did. Mainly because his eyes seemed to pierce the person he looked at, as his pupils were what were noticed more than the light color. It unnerved people, and Penguin had been relieved to be surrounded by other people who wore hats and wouldn't question him over why he wore his hat all the time. Penguin settled his gaze on Shachi, and couldn't help but feel trepidation when he saw the red head tense up. Penguin figured the other man's eyes were wide and searching from behind the shaded glasses he wore.
Then, quite suddenly, Shachi grinned and closed the distance between them to better look Penguin in the eyes.
"Cool. Your eyes are neat. How come they're so light? It's so bizarre." Shachi tilted his head this way and that, before he seemed to remember something. "Oh, the captain said that he was looking for you. You need those bandages changed."
Penguin thought to take his crewmate along with him to the infirmary, because then Law wouldn't-
"Go on then." Shachi spoiled Penguin's idea by merely reaching out to slap him lightly on the shoulder as the red head shoved the other Heart Pirate in the direction of the infirmary. "The captain sounded a bit tense, so I think I'll go make some coffee so that when he's done with you he can have a cup of coffee so that he won't contemplate cutting anyone to pieces."
Penguin went down the hall as Shachi walked in the opposite direction, and Penguin supposed he was glad that no one else saw him as he got to the infirmary and slipped inside. And found Law completely dressed and acting as if he hadn't received a blowjob and had not given Penguin a hand job in return. The only thing that remained different than Penguin's usual interactions with his captain was the way Law locked eyes with him for longer than was really necessary. Penguin couldn't help but wonder what Law thought of his pale eyes, but couldn't bring himself to ask as his captain merely gestured to a table in a silent request for Penguin to sit down.
Penguin was silent throughout the changing of the bandages but as soon as it was done, Penguin felt that he needed to break the silence.
"Shachi said that he would make you some coffee. Said you sounded tense when he was in here earlier." Penguin offered a smile. "Are you tense anymore, though?"
Law put the bandages away before he pressed Penguin's hat into his hands and pecked him on the cheek after giving it great thought. Law walked a short distance away, before he glanced over his shoulder, golden eyes roving over his crewmate before he offered a confident smirk. "I don't know what you're talking about." With another smirk, this time at Penguin's gaping look of complete and utter shock, slipped out the door with a laugh.
Penguin absently slipped the hat back on, even if he felt he might be able to take advantage of his pale eyes for once. Because his captain had been staring at him not with curiosity or trepidation but with interest, and had been ever since Law had taken his hat off and seen his eyes.
And Penguin had not been aware of it at the time.
-x-
Later on in the evening, Penguin was wondering what the hell he was even doing anymore, but he knew that Law's words had bothered him. That his captain had claimed ignorance of what had happened as he went off to get his damn coffee and left him behind in a state of confusion and some resentment over not admitting to the encounter.
Again.
Penguin decided he would do something about that, and wasted no time in using any alone time he had with his captain to test the boundaries between them until one of them cracked.
-x-
The next day, while Law was having a cup of coffee, Penguin entered the kitchen and as soon as he saw that Law was alone, made a move. He pressed up against his captain's back snugly and with only a faint trace of embarrassment ground up against him and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Moring." Law said sleepily, and took another sip of coffee as if he was not concerned one bit that his crewmate happened to be slowing grinding up against him at the moment.
Penguin reached around and took the mug of coffee away. That had been a mistake, as Penguin was too damn horny then and there to remember that Law was a terror in the morning.
And that nothing came between him and his coffee, no matter what.
An elbow to his gut reminded him, however, and Penguin sunk to the ground with a curse as Law went back to his coffee. He did, however, temporarily set the mug aside to make sure that he had not hit Penguin's healing over scars, and that was when Penguin struck.
Penguin ran a tongue over Law's lips, and was silently pleased as his captain made some grumble before parting his lips. It was a brief kiss, and it only ended because Law lightly prodded his bandages and Penguin had to break the kiss off with a faint hiss of pain.
Law went back to his coffee with a faint smirk at the sight of Penguin busying himself with making breakfast as one of their crewmates entered the kitchen.
-x-
Later on that same day, when Law had had his daily amount of caffeine and was walking down the hall unconcernedly, Penguin caught up with him in the hall, and discerning that no one was near, gripped Law's arm and pinned him up against the nearest wall and bit down on the side of his neck where he had some days ago, and drew a faint moan from Law in return.
Unfortunately, a door opened and Penguin had to reluctantly remove himself from being plastered up against his captain's back.
-x-
Penguin had better luck the next week, where he not only cornered Law in the storage room, but he also gave him a blow job and it was a wonder that no one heard them because Law was louder than he had been before. Or it could have been because Penguin was being more vigorous and he'd had his hat off and had made eye contact with Law the entire time.
It seemed to him that Law had enjoyed having their eyes fixed on one another as Penguin had a mouth over him and was licking and sucking from base to tip.
Law certainly gave him more advice as if wanting it to go on for as long as he could hold out.
Other days, however, Penguin wasn't as horny and for that he was grateful, as he would merely find some excuse to be in the same room as Law and before he would leave, if they were alone, he would give Law a kiss. And the kisses ranged from a peck on the cheek to a regular kiss to a lingering and very thorough 'here let me swap spit with you and steal your air as I ravish the inside of your mouth' kiss.
The last one Penguin had given Law after they'd felt one another up late one evening in the infirmary.
It went on like that for that entire week, where Penguin would either kiss, give a hand job or a blow job to Law, depending on the mood and whether their crewmates were around to potentially hear them.
It was only when they next made landfall that Penguin decided he needed to up the ante that second week and find out what exactly Law thought about doing more. And what his captain's reasoning was for him to have chosen him for this kind of a thing. Penguin wanted to know because he didn't want to upset Law at a later time if he'd been interpreting things wrong. The only time Law had seemed opposed to his advances had been when Penguin tried to interrupt his captain with his date with coffee in the morning hours. Other than that, Law seemed to be perfectly fine with a quick grope here and there, even if Penguin now found himself wanting more with every time he cornered his captain somewhere on the submarine.
-x-
"Hey! Pen!" Shachi called out as he all but slammed his crewmate's door open. "Guess what?" A pillow stuck the red head squarely in the face.
"This had better be good, Shachi." Penguin growled lowly, lifting his head to glower at his crewmate. He blinked in surprise when Shachi flinched, and that was when Penguin noticed that his hat was gone. The pale eyed Heart Pirate started to root around for the missing hat in his bed as Shachi spoke.
"Law said you, I, Bepo and a couple others are getting supplies, and he wants you to go with him." Shachi crossed his arms and stepped back as Penguin began throwing pillows and blankets off his bed. "What are you doing?"
"My hat's gone." Penguin said. And it was. It wasn't there in the room. So where…?
"I'm sure it'll turn up. Come on!" The red head vanished out the cabin door at another glower.
"Come on, it'll be fun." Shachi lowered his voice. "I heard this island has a lotta good looking women!"
Penguin grumbled something as he forced a tank over his head before he sighted and ran a nervous hand through his hair. Shachi seeing his eyes was one thing, but Penguin wasn't sure he wanted the rest of the crew to see them just yet.
"We'll leave without you!" Shachi's said cheerfully from outside his room.
Penguin got to his feet and headed for his door as he shimmied into some pants and hitched a belt around it. This was going to be interesting. Penguin expected something of a similar reaction as Shachi, but when his crewmates on deck caught sight of him and his pale eyes, they expressed interest and good naturedly told him he should leave the hat off because his eyes were neat. But as Penguin halfheartedly fended his crewmates' good natured pokes and jabs, he noticed something else entirely at the edge of the deck.
Law.
Their captain looked quite displeased that Penguin was getting so much attention, and the pale eyed Heart Pirate couldn't help but offer a hint of a smirk Law's way. Because he was fairly certain his captain was the one who'd absconded with his hat. Penguin was just surprised to see Law turn away with an indifferent expression, and wondered if he'd done something wrong. Penguin went to shore with the rest of the crew, but tuned out their chatter as he kept a look out for law. Because their captain was nowhere in sight.
And the look Penguin had been given...
The Heart Pirate was utterly confused at why such an expression had been aimed his way, and Penguin was determined to find Law to see why the other man had looked so angry with him.
Because it made no sense.
Unless…had Law not liked him smirking at him over the crew's reaction to his pale eyes?
That couldn't be.
Law wasn't petty like that.
Penguin soon realized he'd been cut off from his crewmates, and when he rounded a corner in an attempt to rejoin them, he ended up walking straight into a group of marines lounging around and laughing in an open air café.
Well, they had been lounging, until they saw Penguin and the symbol on his chest. Then they weren't as idle as they reached for their weapons and shouted that Trafalgar Law was on the island with his crew and to find him and the others and arrest them all.
Penguin made himself scare as a gunshot whizzed past him, and wondered why Law had forgotten to send scouts out to check if marines were present on the island. But the marine's actions confirmed one thing that Penguin and the rest of the crew had suspected.
Law was no longer a warlord of the sea.
And then, with shots being fired at him, Penguin concentrated on outrunning at least two dozen marines, and it didn't look too good for him in terms of escape, as he was unfamiliar with the area. The Heart Pirate cursed his own distraction before he broke into a flat out run, hoping that he wasn't about to be cornered without any of his crewmates around. He was confident in his fighting abilities, but not against so many men with guns.
A transparent blue sphere suddenly manifested at the same time a shot hit his leg, causing the Heart pirate to stumble to a halt with a grimace. The ground broke apart seemingly in response as Law suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Penguin.
The pale eyed Heart Pirate honestly hadn't expected to see Law's Devil Fruit powers manifest, but Penguin was relieved his captain was there, because he wasn't confident in running away with a wounded leg. He was just lucky the bullet hadn't lodged itself in his left leg. Whatever Penguin may or may not have done to upset Law seemed to be unimportant as his captain wore a cold expression in the face of the oncoming marines.
"Stay where you are, Penguin." Law all but ordered as he drew his nodachi and lifted a free hand. A smirk spilled across the dark haired captain's features.
Penguin, staying back as asked, knew from the look on Law's face that his captain was going to level the marines barreling toward them without a second's hesitation. The pale eyed Heart Pirate couldn't help but smile at the destruction Law was about to visit on these fools.
They wouldn't know what hit them.
-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
A/N: Definitely having way too much fun with this but I really, really wanted a PenguinxLaw fic floating around to go and read because it is another one of my guilt ships and since I'm on a roll with it, I'm just going for it (because I've been inspired as of late-for this fic, at least). Although it was rather awkward for me to be writing smutty-ish stuff in a bookstore (I write more easily/better somewhere other than my home) and wondering if people would notice me grinning like a loon and randomly laughing because I know some people like to read the not-quite-smut stuff and I'm having a lot more fun writing it lately, knowing it'll make some people go asldkfjwhyadskf.
This fic also just keeps on getting more of a plot but in this case I think that's a good thing because I felt like there should be some reason Law's all like 'come at me' with a fucking smirk on his face and Penguin's confused but just kinda going with it. Also, who knows that Penguin's hair/eye color is, thought I saw/read something, somewhere, on the internet where someone drew Penguin and they had him have shorter black hair and pale eyes and my brain just kinda went yes. So I'll go with that until it is otherwise stated (saw the silver/white and red eyes but don't like the idea nearly as much).
Also, protective Law is now activated and he will fuck shit up for people daring to harm one of his crewmates.