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Chapter 3: The first lead
Law had been living in Kid's room for two months already, and everything had been far easier than Kid had expected at first. Kid's father was unconscious half of the time, and spent almost every waking moment far too intoxicated to notice anything around him, so it was easy to keep Law hidden. The fact that the dark haired man made almost no noise was also helpful. The biggest problem was the money, and to solve that Kid simply had to… confiscate more than what he needed to maintain himself.
The trickiest part was the last days of the month, when Kid's father suffered of withdrawal, having spent all his money already. Those days he yelled at Kid for being useless, and demanded his son to start working and 'bring some money to the home that maintained him'. More than once the man had barged in the room and Law had barely had had time to hide, warned of his approach by the creaking of the stairs.
Today was one of those days and, when Kid had gone downstairs to grab something for dinner, they had yelled at each other and the only reason they didn't pass to blows was because Kid threw at him a wallet he'd stolen that afternoon. The man left the house almost running, clutching it in his hands.
"I assume your father won't be bothering us for the next couple of days." Law said from his position perched on the bed when Kid entered the room carrying a tray of junk food.
"Nah, with some luck it'll last him until he gets the pensions."
"You really think so?" Law asked, going straight for a pack of chocolate pastries.
Kid had discovered quite quickly that Law had a weakness for sugar and caffeine.
"Not a chance, but at least like this he'll leave me alone for afew days."
"What I don't understand is why you don't get rid of him." Law said, eating one of the pastries.
Kid stared at Law. That was something he had considered in several occasions, but he could never find a way to do it.
"If there was a way to do it without getting caught, I would, but I have no intention of spending the next twenty years in jail because of him."
Law seemed thoughtful for a moment.
"Your father drinks, doesn't he?"
"In the first days of the month. When he begins to run out of money he sticks to cocaine."
"Provoke him an overdose."
"How? The only way I can think of would be to take it with him and encourage him, and that's something I'm not doing."
"Not necessarily." Law assured. "You simply have to get higher quality drugs and switch them for his own. I've seen what he sniffs, and it's the worst in the market."
Kid thought about it. That could work.
"You know where I can get it? You can only find that shit around here."
Law smirked, a twisted smirk that would have sent chills down anybody's spine. Kid felt slightly uncomfortable.
"Of course."
Thatch entered the room running, more energetic than his usual self, and skidded to a halt centimeters before crashing into Marco's desk.
"We have a lead!" The grinning man exclaimed, and both Marco and Ace left what they were doing to look at him, astonished. Thatch kept on talking: "It seems Monet went to a 24/7 before her death, and the security tape shows a guy that seems to follow her, on the street, when she leaves."
"They gave us the tape so fast?" Ace asked, surprised. According to what he'd learned at the academy, the process to get them took a couple of days, but they had found the body less than twelve hours ago.
"Doflamingo has been threatening the shops for years to cooperate, though nobody says anything that could incriminate him or his people, of course." Marco explained.
"Well, want to see the video?" Thatch asked, already connecting the room's projector, where the snowy record showing Harpy Monet entering the shop started to play.
"That guy." Thatch said, pointing to a dark silhouette on the street.
The figure walked several times up and down the street as if waiting, until the woman exited and then the man went after her. There wasn't much to see, just that it was a tall man with his head covered by a dark hood.
"It's not much." Thatch admitted when the video stopped. "But Monet was a tall girl, and this guy's at least a head taller than her."
"So he's at least 6'2''." Marco said. "That shortens the list. Thanks, Thatch."
"Definitely, it wasn't Capone." Thatch joked, referring to a very short man that was in constant conflict with Doflamingo.
One of the biggest inconvenient about Kid's resolution to not have sexual intercourse with Law, besides the obvious lack of sex, was that Law didn't accept his refusals, and thus did everything in his powers to try and make him change his mind.
As a result, almost every night Kid had very nice dreams that made him wake up sporting obvious physical sequels.
Today was no exception. Kid woke up from a really nice dream in which Law has been attending his needy cock, his in truth needy cock at that very moment, and, still unable to open his eyes due to the light that filled the room, he decided to get out of bed and take care of his problem in the bathroom.
Only that he couldn't do it.
The pressure around his wrists and ankles made him stay completely still for a moment, confirming that there was something restraining him to the bed. It was then that he noticed the way too uncomfortable position his arms were in: raised up and tied to the bed posts. His legs were spread, kept in position by whatever it was that tied his ankles as well. And he could feel the cool air against the naked skin of his whole body. Kid never slept naked.
Almost growling, Kid forced himself to open his eyes against the annoying morning light, and there, kneeling between his legs and completely naked as well, was Trafalgar Law, smirking down at him with that fucking expression of his and with a prominent erection.
"TRAFALGAR!"
"Good morning to you as well, Mr. Eustass. Did you sleep well?" Law greeted casually without losing his smirk.
"You fucking bastard! What do you think you're doing?!"
"Having in account there is no way to convince you, I have decided to tie you to bed to be able to have sexual relations once and for all." Law answered matter-of-factly.
Kid looked around, confirming then, more than tying him, Law had taped his whole forearms to the bedposts and had done something similar with his feet and the end of the bed. He tried to move his arms with all his strength but the tape prevented him.
"Don't bother, Mr. Eustass, I used a whore roll of tape."
"Let me go, asshole." Kid ordered, his voice as threatening as he could make it.
Law, ignoring that command, approached him and inclined over his face, but stopped too far for Kid to bite him.
"If I released you, it would ruin the purpose of all of this, don't you think?" The man commented distractedly, and Kid gasped when Law's cold fingers brushed his erection. "Besides, I don't think you really want me to let you go."
The fingers grasped his cock and Kid bit the inside of his cheek to hold in a groan.
Law let go and straddled Kid.
"I'd love to go slow and play for a bit, but my patience is over, so we'll have to leave that for next time."
And, with no more warning, Law sat on Kid's erection.
This time Kid groaned, at the same time that Law moaned, when he felt himself engulfed in that tight heat, barely noticing the wetness inside Law, showing he had prepared himself already.
"Oh, fuuuck…" Law moaned. "I should've done this years ago."
Kid bit his tongue to hold a reply, aware he would agree with him, even more when Law started slowly moving his hips, freeing Kid only to take him in again, further every time he thrust down, making both of them moan louder and louder every time. Law inclined again and began to trail kisses and soft bites down Kid's neck.
Neither of them lasted long. Soon Law's movements, now followed by Kid's hips thrusting up, lost their rhythm and turned erratic, and Law came with a loud moan, not even needing to touch himself, and emptied his seed over Kid's abdomen, followed shortly by the redhead, who spilled his hot essence inside Law.
Law collapsed onto Kid's chest, panting, with their bodies still connected.
They stayed in silence like that for long minutes and Kid, while trying to recover his breath and feeling Law's comforting weight, wondered why they hadn't done this before. His reason, no matter how legitimate and understandable, now paled in comparison to the feeling of being inside Law, of moving inside him. If this was the reward, he was willing to ignore…
"You gonna let me go now?" Kid asked, breaking the silence.
"It depends." Law answered, not bothering to lift his head, his lips moving against Kid's neck. "Are you going to attack me?" The seriousness of his words belied by the playful tone in his voice.
Kid grinned widely, even if Law couldn't see him.
"Not like that, no." He moved his hips to emphasize his meaning.
Law laughed.
"In that case…"
Without standing up, not breaking their union, Law lifted an arm and took something from the nightstand, the object revealing itself as scissors when the man cut the tape holding one of Kid's arms up.
"Mind telling me" started Kid, lowering the freed arm to circle Law's waist "how did you manage to undress and tie me up without waking me up in the process?"
His other arm freed, Kid held back a complaint when Law carefully separated them to go and free his legs. The only reason he didn't complain was that soon he'd be back inside Law.
"Remember those sleeping pills the doctor gave you when the neighbors were reforming their flat a couple of months ago?" A foot free. "Let's say you took a couple of them last night."
Kid laughed and, as soon as his other foot was free as well, grabbed Law by the arms and, kissing him, turned them around on the bed so he was above Law this time.
"You're a fucking son of a bitch." Kid said as soon as they stopped kissing, but there was no anger in his voice. Law simply smirked. "And you are going to pay for this."
"That's what I was hoping for, Mr. Eustass."
To be continued
Well, first lemon in English published. What do you think? :3