Penguin wasn't overly concerned about the marines getting to him now that his captain had showed up. There was no way they were going to be driven into a corner now. And the good thing about the marines' attention on the two of them right now was that the rest of their crewmates would likely have less people chasing them on their way back to the ship. Penguin watched Law use his powers to take out the marines closest to the both of them who were making an attempt to take them into custody.
The key word was attempted, because so far whatever it was that the marines were doing to arrest them was not working too well. Law's Devil Fruit was wrecking havoc on the marines there, and several of them were now cursing the Surgeon of Death for chopping their bodies into pieces.
Penguin felt that they should be grateful to be alive, because if Law had been more of a violent individual, he may have cut them down without use of his powers at all, which would result in many dead bodies littering the ground. But while there were still bodies littering the ground, they were still alive, even if they were in pieces.
"Capture both of them!" One of the bolder marines shouted from some distance away. "Don't let them escape!"
A few of the men took those words more seriously than others and a small group of them made a beeline for Penguin. Law was still more of a danger to them with his Devil Fruit and the smarter of the marines present wanted nothing to do with that. A wounded pirate without a Devil Fruit was a more appealing target. Unfortunately for them, Penguin was no lightweight, even when injured.
The pale eyed Heart Pirate was still forced to fend a few marines off that got too close to him, since Law was busy with twice the amount of milling marines whose bodies and personalities were being cut and swapped at random.
The steady fighting made Penguin unable to do anything about his wounded leg until the threat had vanished. The Heart Pirate gritted his teeth and ignored the small flares of pain that shot up his leg as he danced around the marines in order to get a few jabs in here and there, in order to send them within range of his captain's powers, where they were dealt with with a flash of a smirk from Law and a swing of his blade. Penguin concentrated on the remaining marines, and felt that he would have been done with them sooner had he been kicking them as well. But the Heart Pirate wasn't about to lash out with a foot because he wouldn't know whether it would make his wounds worse or not. Even if it wasn't as serious a wound as it could have been, Penguin decided to err on the side of caution and take it as easy as he could, considering the circumstances.
Law, meanwhile, fought silently but for a word here and there that had to do with his powers. Otherwise, the Heart Pirate captain was tightlipped as if he were too infuriated over the fact that someone had dared to harm one of his crewmates to remember to smile tauntingly at the shouting marines.
Penguin, as he roughly cuffed a man over the head and sent him stumbling into another, felt happy that Law was as protective of him as he was everyone else on the crew. The pale eyed Heart pirate knew that Law didn't always show it, but he really was fond of his crew and was sure to make certain that everyone was as safe as they could be. The pale eyed pirate figured that was part of the reason that Law had had them remain behind at Zou while he went off and go himself into trouble. Right now, Penguin just hoped that his captain didn't waste too much of his energy on fighting the marines with his Devil Fruit. Penguin batted aside a blade slash by striking the man on the forearm sharply, which threw the attack wide. Penguin sent the marine down with a heavy punch to the gut as he wondered if Law was aware of his actions and if-
A shot rang out, and unlike the last few bullets that had been sent his captain's way over the course of the short battle, Penguin was shocked that that bullet wasn't diverted. The pale eyed Heart Pirate's worry for his captain's well-being grew at the sight of Law's powers vanishing abruptly. Penguin started to move heedless of what was going on around him as he saw his captain sink to the ground, a now sheathed nodachi being used as an impromptu crutch. Penguin's concern over his own wounded leg was gone in the face of Law being, of all things, injured by a bullet. As Law had already taken down most of the marines in the vicinity, it didn't take much effort on Penguin's part to take care of the remaining ones, his eyes more or less on his captain. The Heart Pirate dropped into a crouch with a faint grimace, but he was in time to catch his captain and prevent him from falling to the ground. Penguin ignored a downed marine calling for backup as he focused on Law.
"What happened?" Penguin demanded, eyes on his captain's abdomen where he'd been shot. "I've never seen you hit by a bullet. Not once." Penguin wasn't sure why Law briefly smirked at his words, as it really wasn't a laughing matter. "Captain!"
"It's sea stone." Law sounded like he couldn't believe it. "Someone had a sea stone bullet." Law furrowed his brow as one hand reached out to grip Penguin's forearm for better support. "I can't use my powers to remove it, and our path back to the ship is no doubt blocked by now. Meaning I have no medical supplies on hand but for what I have in one of my pockets."
Ring ring ring
Penguin hastily took a baby transponder snail out of his pant's pocket and answered it. "Shachi?"
'Where are you two? There are a lot of marines shooting at the submarine right now!'
Penguin held perfectly still as Law leaned heavily against him, in order to speak to their red headed crewmate.
"Retreat for now until I tell you to come back. Make it seem like we've all escaped. The marines shouldn't think that you'd have left without us."
Penguin could tell that Law was making an effort to keep his voice steady so that he didn't betray how much pain he was in. The pale eyed Heart Pirate couldn't begin to imagine how much it would hurt, especially considering it was sea stone. And Penguin and the rest of the crew had seen the state Law was in when he'd accidently fallen off the deck of their ship into the sea. He was pretty much useless in the water when a crewmate had gone to fish him out of the sea, since he couldn't do much more than allow someone to drag him along through the water. Penguin knew because he was one of the crew that would go over the side of the ship after Law, and he'd had Law sag against his back as he swam back to the ship, and the most his captain could do at the time was cling to him as best he could. Law only went back to normal when he was on deck again, and would always have some self-deprecating smile on his face over the fact he'd needed to be rescued. The Heart Pirate was dragged back to reality when he heard Shachi curse.
'Dammit.' The red head hissed something to another crewmate before speaking to Law. 'All right, we'll go. Call us when you ditch the marines. We'll try and scout out a place on this island that looks deserted.' Shachi's voice was a mixture of worry and seriousness with his last words. 'Watch the captain's back, Penguin.'
"I will." Penguin promised, and hung up as he stowed the now slumbering snail back into a pocket. Penguin then turned his attention back to Law, who was starting to be a little less coordinated as the pain of the wound and the sapping of his strength that came from the sea stone prism bullet sunk in. "Come on, captain." Penguin murmured as he helped Law up and led his slightly staggering captain along to a building that appeared to be an inn. Penguin dropped some beli on the reception desk, and to the woman's credit, she merely slipped him a key with a wide eyed look. Penguin slipped some more beli and flashed a very brief smile and said. "I'd appreciate you keeping quiet about this."
The woman took a look between the two Heart Pirates, blushed, and then hastily nodded as she pretended that she hadn't seen Penguin or his wounded captain.
Penguin wasn't sure what the blush had been for but was satisfied nonetheless at the silence. "Thank you." The pale eyed Heart Pirate said as he helped his Law along to the room he'd been given a key for. Penguin assisted his captain right over to the bed and after crossing the room to lock the door, he went back to inspect his captain's wounds. And then grimaced at the sight of the bullet wound in Law's abdomen.
"I think I'll have to fish it out by hand." Penguin said apologetically. "I'm afraid we don't have any surgical tools, like you mentioned before."
"...have some sutures in my pocket." Law mumble slurred, and to show that he wasn't completely gone, he offered a faint smirk and commented on something completely off topic. "I don't think that Shachi knows that you would want to do more than just watch my back."
Penguin retaliated by offering a folded up pillow sheet. "You need to have something to bite on when I dig the bullet out." The Heart Pirate was glad there were no protests from his captain but even with cleaned hands in the bathroom sink, Penguin wasn't sure whether or not there would be a risk for infection.
It took Penguin some time to take care of the wound, and was rather relieved Law had passed out in the beginning of the process, as there was no anesthetic to numb the pain. By the time he'd gotten around to finishing up with Law's wound as well as his own not so severe wound, his captain had woken up.
-x-
Relief swept through Penguin at the sight of his captain waking up. "How are you feeling?" The Heart pirate asked. "The marines are still looking for us. I heard them pass by the building an hour ago."
"I suspected that would be the case. Someone must have seen us." Law said in reply before he indicated his bandages. "Was the amount of sutures I had adequate?"
"Yes, there were extra. The only thing I'd say is that when you're well enough, you should make sure that there are no infections that come of it."
"You did a good job with what was on hand, so if that's all I will have to deal with, that is quite all right." Law fell silent before he reached over and tapped Penguin's wrist. "Let me take a look at your leg."
Penguin didn't sit down as he was still reeling over the compliment that Law had given him, so much more so because his captain hadn't even bothered to check his own wound, because he trusted that the pale eyed pirate had done fine with the stitches. Penguin was flattered because he didn't consider himself the best at doing said stiches, no matter how many time he assisted Law or watched his captain do those stitches. Penguin sat down on the bed the moment Law patted the sheets, and stuck out his left leg to rest it on his captain's lap. The pale eyed Heart Pirate watched Law silently as he checked the wound with careful fingers, and Penguin realized that Law treated him more carefully. Penguin felt that more and more that kind of care pointed to how much more concerned Law was about his own crew's well-being compared to his own.
"It seems like you did all right with your leg as well." Law said as he lightly slapped the limb near where it had been bandaged.
"Hey!" Penguin let out a startled laugh at the slap and drew his leg away with a protest. "What about the wound?"
"Yours didn't even need stitches." Law said as he reached over and slapped Penguin's nearest thigh this time around.
Penguin sat up, and after a brief second, made the decision to slide over to Law in order to give his captain a hug. "I meant what about your wound, not mine."
"I'll be fine. The bullet is out and there were no fragments, so it will heal at a regular pace as any other wound would." Law sagged against Penguin as he let out a sigh. "I do feel rather drained, however."
"Emotionally or physically?" Penguin asked as he considered the consequences of pulling Law onto his lap, and decided against it due to concern that they might both fall off the bed and onto the ground.
"No comment." Law said as he gently pulled himself out of his crewmate's embrace. The pirate captain offered a smirk. "Although, I would have thought that my being physically exhausted ought to be obvious, considering what just happened."
Penguin was about to ask his captain why his hands had closed over his own until Law leaned up against him to peck him on the cheek. Penguin stuttered nonsense at the gesture as Law smirked and held his hands tighter before he asked a completely random question.
"Why have you never taken your hat off before?"
Penguin dropped his gaze, gripping Law's hands in return. "It normally brought me nothing but trouble growing up, and because of my eyes, it was hard to make friends until I took to wearing a hat. But even with the hat it was a bit hard to explain to people, so..." Penguin gave a faint shrug. "When I joined your crew, I had a place where no one would judge me because of my eyes, and even after everyone saw them, they just told me what Shachi had said to me. That they were neat and interesting and that I could leave my hat off now and again." The Heart Pirate saw that Law was about to speak, but whatever it was that he was going to say was interrupted by the sound of some door in the distance being opened with a loud crash, accompanied by shouts. Penguin freed his hands from Law's and got out of bed, his head turning this way and that as he looked for a quick way to escape as he let out an exasperated sigh. "Marines."
"I would think that would be accurate considering the unnecessary force that was used." Law said.
"They'll find us." Penguin fretted as he looked around the room again.
"Maybe." Law agreed, not sounding too concerned.
Penguin turned to fix his captain with a look. "You are not in any shape to fight."
"Neither are you." Law pointed out. "I can, however, use my powers. Briefly, anyway."
"You should save your energy for later, when we need to get to the ship." Penguin insisted.
"There aren't very many other options other than to fight." Law said lightly.
Penguin spotted the closet in the room, and as he looked at it, the Heat Pirate tensed up as he became aware of Law's breath as it spilled against his neck before his voice sounded directly next to his ear.
"I think it would be a gambol to go in there." Law mused as he looked at the closet over Penguin's shoulder. "It is likely too small for the two of us anyway."
"But it would get us out of sight. I think the marines will overlook it because it is so small, and they wouldn't expect us to do something like hide." Penguin led Law over to the closet and reached out to open it. But as soon as he did so, the pale eyed Heart Pirate realized that it was very cramped and that they would be unable to fit in it side by side.
Law leaned against Penguin's side for support. "My powers are still an option, you know." The dark haired pirate captain almost sounded apprehensive as he eyed the small space before them.
Penguin had no idea why his captain would be apprehensive at all but with the marines getting closer he had no time to think. The Heart pirate stepped forward and squeezed into the closet. Penguin slid down on to the ground, adjusted, and then sighed. He couldn't even stretch his legs out fully. Penguin shook his head ruefully. "I guess you were right. This probably isn't the best idea."
Law said nothing.
Penguin glanced up and was startled by the look on Law's face. While the Heart pirate was concerned about being found by the marines, he found that he couldn't tear his gaze from Law's. His captain looked excited with the way his golden eyes were strangely glowing in the dim of the room. Law's breath had even appeared to quicken, and Penguin doubted that it was because of his captain's wound. No, it was something else entirely.
In that moment, Law looked like he wanted to jump Penguin in the closet and ravish him.
Penguin wouldn't have minded that at all had he not been worried about being discovered and arrested in what would be no doubt a compromising position.
Law had other plans; he gave his crewmate no time to protest or even make an attempt to rise as he made an attempt to join his crewmate in the closet.
The Heart Pirate hastily reached out to press a hand against Law's chest. "Your wound."
"It'll be fine." Law said in a matter of fact tone. When Penguin didn't remove his hand, Law reached up and removed his hat before he dropped it onto his crewmate's lap.
Penguin was confused until he realized why his captain had put the hat there, and grunted as he suddenly found Law straddling his lap in place of the hat that had been there a moment before. The Heart Pirate couldn't help but admire his captain's deviousness as Law reached out to catch his hat before it hit the ground. But then Law set the hat on the ground just outside the closet, and before Penguin could ask why he'd settled it further out from the closet, his captain pressed up against him, his breath coming out in rapid little pants.
"I think I might just have to order you to not wear a hat now and again." Law adjusted so that his legs were on either side of his crewmate's so that he could better lean up against Penguin so that they could be chest to chest. The Heart pirate captain locked eyes with Penguin with a faint smirk. "You looked..." Law apparently couldn't find the right word so he merely ground down against the pale eyed Heart Pirate's lap with something akin to a faint moan of frustration. When Law spoke again, his voice was barely restrained as he breathed into Penguin's right ear in a very insistent tone, coupled with another faint moan. "Shut the damn closet door and touch me now. Don't just sit there staring at me like that."
Penguin wasn't sure what kind of stare he had been giving his captain but he certainly liked the sound of Law's suggestions.
Law let out a harsh breath and leaned over to nip Penguin's shoulder, clearly pleased the other man still wore just a tank top. When Penguin seemed to be frozen in place, either through surprise or disbelief, Law nipped down on the skin a little harder. "Close it now, Penguin."
The Heart Pirate immediately reached over to do as told, because now that Law was on his lap, he most certainly did want to touch his captain. With the closet door now shut, the visible light was even less than before, so much so that there was only a dim outline of his captain. But that wasn't a problem if all he had to do right now was to rely on touch. In fact, Penguin wanted to touch Law more than he initially thought he would be able to get away with. With that in mind, Penguin dropped his hands and traced his fingers beneath Law's shirt, before he let his hands drop lower to cup his captain's ass in those jeans in order to give it an experimental squeeze. "May I touch you here?" Penguin tugged the pants down as much as he was able to with the belt in place. "Here?"
Law bucked in surprise at the sudden groping before he growled something under his breath and ground forward into Penguin's lap in return with a low hiss of 'yes.'
A door slammed open, was slammed shut again, and then the voices of the marines were right outside the room they were in.
Law quieted as he pressed his face to Penguin's shoulder and wrapped his arms around his crewmate's neck to hang on.
Penguin dared to take Law's belt off and tug the jeans down a bit further to trace a few fingers along tanned skin, and then again, to confirm the fact that for some reason Law wore no briefs that day. "Someone went commando today?" Penguin whispered as he dipped his fingertips down further. "Is there any particular reason for that or did you just forget?"
"Take a guess." Law returned in a quiet voice as his arms briefly squeezed around his crewmate's neck. "I think you are smart enough to figure out my intentions."
"There are a few ways to interpret a lack of briefs, captain." Penguin muttered back as the marines got even closer to their inn room, from the sound of it. "You could have forgotten to have laundry done because you sleep in strange cycles. I swear you were asleep in the kitchen and using Bepo as a pillow that one morning."
"Maybe. Or perhaps I have sensed your overwhelming desire to touch me with less clothing on every time you get me in a room alone." Law drawled, none too subtly lifting his hips up and then slowly grinding back down against Penguin's lap. "And you should shut up and just touch me already unless you're not up to doing anything today with the marines around and your…injury."
"I'm fine." Penguin said as he gave another squeeze to his captain's backside in retaliation for Law grinding down against his crotch. His captain moving in such a way was making that part of his anatomy wake up fast. Penguin felt there was no use denying how hard he was getting from Law's taunts and faint teasing. Because Law had started to slowly grind down against his lap at a slow pace, and wore a faint smirk as he made the motions. His captain had to have known how he was affecting him, especially since each grind down against his lap had to have clued Law into the fact that his crewmate was steadily getting harder. Penguin would soon want his pants off for how uncomfortable it would soon become to have a stiff erection in his pants.
"Penguin?" Law sounded rather smug now as he mouthed the side of the other man's neck. "Do you want to do something right now?"
Did Penguin want to rip Law's pants off and run his hands all over that ass and wipe that smirk off his captain's face in favor of another expression?
Yes, he did.
But Penguin couldn't say that to Law without being overcome with embarrassment for wanting to do just that.
"What about the marines?" Penguin brought his right hand to the back of Law's head and gripped hair to yank his captain's head back so that they could look one another in the eyes. "And you never really did say exactly why you weren't wearing briefs."
Law didn't say anything other than to continue to smirk as if he knew exactly what was on his crewmate's mind and what exactly it was that he wanted to do to him.
Penguin used his left hand to dip further down the back of his captain's pants and it was interesting to see the change on Law's face from smirk to closed eyes and gritted teeth, like his captain was trying to keep quiet. Penguin moved his fingers back up from the pants in order to pull the jeans down further, and groaned something because as soon as the pants were down as far as he could get them, Law pressed down against his lap again. Penguin let go of his captain's hair after that.
"Do you have anything for that?" Law indicated the 'that' with a quick press backward against the hand that Penguin had on his back before he leaned forward to mumble against his crewmate's shoulder. "Because spit is unacceptable and will likely be too painful to be anywhere near pleasurable. For me, at least. I'm not sure whether you'd like doing it so roughly, considering the time you shoved me over the desk and-"
"Captain…" Penguin cut in with a groan, knowing that Law was serious but at the same time still teasing him. And it didn't help that Penguin could feel Law against his stomach and found that his captain was already as aroused as he was the more Law sagged against him.
"Do you have some kind of lubrication?" Law panted in Penguin's ear, subconsciously grinding down against the other's lap. "Because if you don't, this may have to wait until we are back on the ship. I have some medical lubrication that would do, if that's the case."
"I have some with me." Penguin's right hand dropped to a pocket to fumble out a bottle that he'd had gotten some time back, never thinking he'd get to use it. "I got it some time ago on the island on the off chance something like this happened."
"Oh, you carry it around with you?" Law drew back and flashed another smirk at his crewmate, even if it was hard to see in the dim, almost dark confines of the closet. "That's rather kinky of you. Did you think you'd get to use it one of those times in the infirmary?" Law moved his hands to either side of Penguin's head to lightly grip the short black hair. "Or did you think you'd have time to use the inn bed when we came ashore for supplies and we gave the rest of the crew the slip for an hour or two?" Law gave his crewmate no time to respond as he angled Penguin's head slightly to the side to bring him into a kiss.
Penguin made a sound of surprise before he immediately returned the kiss, both men making the attempt to eat one another's tongues. Penguin won out in the end by lightly slapping Law's bare ass with his left hand, making his captain let out an indignant gasp. Penguin licked his way into the kiss after that as he vaguely heard the marines search the room.
Huh, he had forgotten that they were there in the room at all, so focused had penguin been on Law. But just as quickly as they had entered the room, the marines seemed to give up and leave. There was a shout to find 'Trafalgar Law' and that made Penguin break the kiss sooner than he would have liked. He let out a brief laugh before he offered Law a small smile. "It seems like everyone wants you, captain."
Law tilted his head to the side as if in thought before a genuine little smile crossed his lips, so small that Penguin nearly missed it due to poor lighting. "But they don't want me in the way that you would like me, do they?"
"No, they don't." Penguin breathed out as his left hand joined his right behind Law's back to get the bottle open. And once it was, Penguin dumped some of the liquid out onto his fingers. "I want you like this." Penguin brushed his lips against Law's firmly as he slid a few slick fingers down the other's lower back before dropping them down further. "And I want to do things like this to you."
Law squirmed around briefly in surprise on Penguin's lap in response to the finger, before he angled his head in order to deepen the kiss with a low moan. Slowly, almost subconsciously, Law ground up against Penguin's abdomen in response to the finger's movement.
"I want you." Penguin said again as he added a second finger. "I wanted to try this on the ship, in the infirmary the other day, but people kept interrupting my attempts."
"Is that why…you kept try to get me to sit on your lap on one of the cots?" Law questioned as he breathed heavily against Penguin's neck. "Or in the kitchen, when you were trying to get my pants off but Bepo came in and thought I'd gotten my belt stuck in the drawer?"
"Yes." Penguin admitted. "And the time that you went to wake me in my room and I wasn't coordinated enough to grab your arm."
"I thought so. What would you have done had you gotten me on your bed?" Law let out some helpless groan at some movement Penguin made with his fingers.
"I might have tried this, yes, had I not thought about it and the possibility that Shachi might come in at any moment and seen us." Penguin answered. "He's taken to pestering me to check on how I'm feeling, though I'm sure it's because he'd like to spar with me again." Penguin made a slight buck of his own hips, and that just made Law throw his head back subconsciously, and probably more due to the sensation of what Penguin's fingers were still doing. That was fine. It made it easier for the pale eyed Heart pirate to trace his mouth along Law's throat if he leaned forward, and he laid a few light bites here and there over his captain's throat, where he could feel the pulse beneath his lips. Penguin bit down a little harder, and it drew out a faint whine in return, and it had seemingly come out unbidden. Penguin stilled his fingers as he swiped his tongue across the skin briefly and spoke. He needed to be sure of something, now that he had thought of it. "Do you want me to keep doing this right now, or should we stop this and leave?"
"More. Do more." Law said after a moment, shifting his hips in an attempt to get Penguin to move his fingers again. "Don't you dare stop now that you're already doing it." The pirate captain turned his head slightly to catch Penguin's eyes. "Or is this to get back at me for pretending that nothing was going on after you'd kissed me that first time, and a few times after that?"
"Well, it is true that you were ignoring me, at least until I cornered you that wretchedly hot day. It was a little harder after that." Penguin began to draw his fingers away. "But I never did do anything about you pretending to be clueless, did I?" Penguin was mostly just getting more liquid from the bottle but Law took it as if he were withholding any more touching because of the times he'd played oblivious to Penguin making a move on him.
Law hissed something under his breath before he rested his hands on Penguin's shoulders and looked him in the eye with something akin to frustration. "What are you doing?"
"I thought you wanted me to stop so we could escape?" Penguin dared to ask, while trying very hard not to laugh at the incredulous look his captain was giving him. And he almost did break down into laughter when Law stubbornly wrapped his arms around his neck again and pressed firmly up against Penguin's chest and lap.
"Either keep going or let me do something to you instead." Law said after a moment, as if he'd needed a moment to compose himself.
"Can you do something right now or do you want my fingers again?" Penguin felt he was pushing it but Law's reaction was well worth any trace of embarrassment he may have felt.
"Yes, I could probably manage something despite these cramped quarters, but I'd rather you continue what you'd been doing." Law admitted after a few moments.
"This?" Penguin dared to tease Law's lower back with newly slicked fingers, and did laugh this time as his captain reached around impatiently and moved his fingers down to where he wanted them.
"I will remember this the next time you want to do something back on the ship." Law warned as he pressed back with a slightly exasperated sigh before he let go of Penguin's hand.
"You're fun to tease." Penguin mused aloud, before he slipped two fingers back in before Law could think to take issue with his words. And Penguin began to move his fingers because his captain reacted instantly as he settled against him with a low moan and a shift backward as if silently asking Penguin to get a move on already and quit going so damn slowly.
Penguin thrust his fingers in response to hearing Law gasp at something before the pirate captain mindlessly thrust back against those fingers with a muttered sound of insistence. Penguin did the motion again and got the same response, and returned to kissing Law's mouth and then his throat, depending on the way his captain responded to him. When Penguin felt he had spent long enough, he added a third finger into the mix, and after that drew out an almost whine from Law, Penguin wasn't sure how much longer he could help himself. A minute later, after all those damn moans later and Law biting him lightly on the shoulder, Penguin really couldn't take it anymore as he removed his fingers.
Law pressed close with a note of confusion, yet no sarcastic remark came as if he were too turned on to properly care whether or not his crewmate was teasing him anymore. Law had even lightly nudged his head against the side of Penguin's and the pale eyed Heart Pirate couldn't help but smile at the reaction. He wouldn't have thought to apply the word cute to Law, but that was what he thought of his captain right then. Penguin urged Law up off of his lap, and felt the other man's arms scrabble around until they locked back around Penguin's neck again and Law settled on his knees on either side of Penguin's legs. Or tried to, anyway. The Heart Pirate heard a ragged breath issue out against the top of his head from his captain. Law appeared to be eager for more and Penguin was ready for more as well, now that his captain wasn't teasing him, nor was he teasing Law in return. Penguin ran a hand lightly along the other's length, which dragged out a small moan and mindless thrust into his hand.
"Want you." Penguin informed Law, as he let go. "I want you now. Don't care that the marines are around." The Heart Pirate wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to speak coherently the longer they were in the closet and he had his captain on his lap in that small space. Penguin let Law cling to him as he struggled out of his own pants awkwardly, letting out a sigh as the strain was gone from no longer having his damn dick trapped in his pants. "Going to touch you." Penguin muttered as he reached up under Law and cupped his ass in order to give it a squeeze, rather surprised how fast this had escalated. Penguin cupped the skin again in question, and the motion drew out a breathless gasp from Law. Penguin paused as he glanced down to his captain's heaving abdomen, and wondered that, even if the bandages were free of blood, if doing this right now might tear the stitches. It made the Heart Pirate wonder if perhaps they shouldn't do this right now…
The hesitation allowed one of them a clear mind, and with a squirm of skin against skin, Law suddenly vanished after a few hastily spoken words.
Penguin stared at his captain's hat, before he picked it up lest some questionable fluids got on it, and wondered what the hell had just happened.
Law just left.
Left.
And even though he couldn't see it very well right now, Penguin knew for a fact that he was still painfully aroused. And the pale eyed Heart Pirate was certain Law was in a similar state as well. Penguin was confused as to why Law had left so suddenly and wondered if it was perhaps because he was embarrassed or something about what had been about to happen. Sneaky bastard had taken care to leave his hat outside the closet, but Penguin hadn't thought it would be used as a means to escape. But that couldn't be why Law had gone, considering what they'd done thus far. Before The Heart Pirate could puzzle over his captain's reasoning, especially after Law had damn near insisted that Penguin continue to finger fuck him, of all things, his captain decided to interrupt his thoughts.
"We need to leave, Penguin, before the marines come back." Law's voice was calm and collected as it sounded directly outside the closet, even if the Heat Pirate captain's breath was a bit rushed and uneven.
"I'm coming." Penguin ignored the soft laugh that emitted from Law at his poor choice in words. He would have told his captain that there would be no way in hell he could get off any time soon, but decided to refrain from rising to the bait. Not when the mood had been broken and the looming threat of marines came back to the forefront of Penguin's mind.
"I'll go on ahead if you need to take a bit longer in there." Law's voice was heavily amused. "I'll even keep watch if your need to have your hands otherwise occupied for a few minutes."
"I am not jacking off right now, captain." Penguin set his captain's hat aside as he hitched his pants up reluctantly, before he picked it up again. "I'm not in the mood anymore." As the Heart Pirate emerged from the closet, he found out that he'd had no response to his mood statement because Law had already left the room. "Wait for me!" Penguin called after his captain, and stopped only to grab the sheathed nodachi in the room before he jogged with a limp to catch up with Law to pass of the weapon.
Law seemed to be surprised that he'd left it, and Penguin gave it to him with a knowing smile. "Have something on your mind, captain?"
"Perhaps." Law said shortly as he shouldered his blade.
"Your hat." Penguin offered the spotted, white hat to his captain.
Law took it, gave his crewmate a crewmate a searching look, before he plopped it right onto Penguin's head and then studied him briefly before smirking. "Hang onto that for now." The pirate captain turned away. "Let's go."
Penguin was glad of the hat because he was sure he flashed, but he was allowed glimpse of Law's tousled hair and decided that he liked it and he would leave Law's hat on his head for now. He followed along after Law, and wondered if his captain had put the hat on his had because he's noticed people giving him funny looks as they left the inn and exited onto the streets. Penguin was grateful either way, because he hated the stares because he couldn't do anything about it. But the hat shaded them even if it didn't completely stop his eyes from being seen, but at least this way, it was not as obvious what color they were.
The pale eyed Heart Pirate had the urge to drag Law down and alley and give him a kiss for the considerate act, even if he was sure Law would deny doing such a thing. But with the shouts of the marines, Penguin knew he had to focus on the present. He could deal with his feelings later over Law when they were both safely back on the ship or lying low somewhere out of sight. As the two set off in search of a place on the island to meet up with their crewmates off shore, the thought of escaping the island briefly left Penguin as the Heart Pirate noted that Law still had a bulge in his jeans. Penguin sneakily drew close enough to lightly slap his captain's ass. "The marines might find us if you use your powers."
"Which is why I am not using my powers right now." Law said in return, not outwardly reacting to his crewmate's slap. "Contact the ship. We need to find a rendezvous that will work."
Penguin stared hard at his captain's back, before he drew the baby transponder snail out of his pocket to do as asked.
Law really was a vexing individual at times. His captain knew he was uncomfortable at being stared at with out a hat on and had provided his own in response. Law had said before in the closet of the inn that he wanted to be touched but then ran away when he knew exactly what Penguin had been intending to do.
So why, then, did he leave? Was it really something as simple as embarrassment or was it something more? Something that Penguin was unaware of, perhaps? The pale eyed Heart Pirate slid Law a sideways glance before he decided that he would be sure to bring up his captain's reaction the next time they were alone.
But the next time they would be alone together would actually be a lot sooner than either of them had anticipated, because in a few minute's time, Penguin and Law found themselves in a highly questionable shop in their continued effort to stay out of sight of the marines.
For Penguin, to say that it was awkward to be in that particular shop with his captain would be an understatement, especially when Law damn well knew from his face that he was getting some ideas from a few of the items that could be seen.
And the store had nothing that would be useful to aid in their escape so much as it had more to do with what he and his captain had been getting up to in the closet of the inn.
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A/N: I found I like the idea of the Heart Pirates being all happy around Law and protective of him and then boom, I decided out of the blue that Penguin would have some (slightly) kinky ideas regarding his captain but wouldn't admit it aloud (he wants to tie Law up and or handcuff him-shh I haven't quite decided yet) and no one would have thought it of him. Not even Law, for that matter. But I also decided Penguin's too nice and won't do anything unless Law specifically goads him into doing it (like in this chapter-I've wanted to write some smutty thing in a closet in a fic at some point for some reason, lol).
And I let Law get shot in the fic because there was a need for a small amount of sea stone. Penguin kept the bullet after getting it out of the wound, btw. And why he kept it...well, I decided that he needs some way to keep Law from warping away the next time that they are alone.