(Disclaimer: One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda, obviously.)

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There is a Heaven

The sound of water running was creating a weird harmony with the soft music playing in the background. It always made Law wonder how someone like Kid would be interested in such a peaceful tune. But for some reason, this was something like a rituel for Kid; whenever Law heard this particular song he knew the redhead was getting ready for a long, relaxing bath.

There were some more ruffling sounds as Kid took his time getting ready to step into the bathtub, shedding his clothes and taking off all his flashy accessories. Whenever this simple daily event took place, Law found himself unable to concentrate anything until 'it' happened.

"Law, babe?"

Ah, and there 'it' was. Right after stepping into the bathtub, Kid would shuffle around a bit until he found a comfortable position for his glorious figure to settle against the hard porcelain; then take a few deep breaths and call out for his other half.

Law, who had been sitting comfortably on the chair in their living room, smiled without raising his head.

"Yeah?"

It was always the same; it just went without saying what Kid was asking but everytime, Law made sure Kid said the words aloud. Just like the 'bath rituel' itself, this was something that never changed.

"Come take a bath with me."

Before he was even finished with the sentence, Law was getting up as if in a trance. As he passed the narrow hallway that lead to their bathroom, he was already taking off his shirt and dropping it to the floor carelessly.

The door of the bathroom was halfway open, which was how Law heard the music and Kid moving around in the first place. He slowly pushed the door until it hit the wall behind, and took in the sight before him.

He knew his lover had the physique of a Greek god; had seen it thousands of times in all its glory by now, but that never stopped him from admiring it openly every single time. There laid Eustass Kid, his elbow resting against the side of the bathtub, his head cradled in his right palm and feet propped up on the opposite end. He was eyeing Law with a look that somehow managed to be both hungry and adoring at the same time. The look that always made the brunette feel so special, not that he would ever admit it out loud.

Law slowly walked towards the bathtub, all the while undoing the button of his tight jeans. He made sure to take his time, he loved teasing the redhead; it always made his eyes light up with that passionate glint.

As he reached his destination, he still wasn't done with the fly of his jeans. Kid suddenly sat straighter and lowered his legs into the water, bending them at the knees. He reached for the fly, slapping Law's hands off impatiently. Then he froze for a second and looked up at the smirking brunette.

Law knew how much Kid loved it when he went commando. He watched as a small groan left those delicious lips and strong hands grabbed his waist, thumbs stroking his protruding hipbones. Then those delicious lips met his skin, laying kissing on his belly. His breath hitched and his fingers went through blood red locks of hair.

Kid's eyes found his again and he whispered in a hoarse voice, "You taste so good..."

Law's head was spinning, he decided he should get in the bathtub before he fell and hit his head against the hard porcelain. His hands went to the sides of his jeans to lower them and take them off fully, but those strong hands grabbed his own as if to say "Let me." Kid helped him slide off the only article of clothing he had left, and then grabbed his hand to pull him into the bathtub.

After Law stepped in carefully, he lowered himself onto his knees between Kid's legs. Law found himself thinking again that it was a good thing the redhead had insisted they got the most spacious bathtub they could find when they moved here, even though it had seemed silly at the time.

After only seconds of feeling his knees press painfully against the porcelain, he felt Kid raising him from that position and placing the his legs on the either side of the redhead's waist. This always reminded Law of their passionate lovemaking on their comfortable bed; but somehow, in the bathtub, it felt different. Somehow, here it was less about primal insticts taking over and more about simple contact of skin which surrounded two souls that belonged together. Law sighed and laid his head on Kid's shoulder, arms circling his neck. He felt lips grazing his temple, and his own lips layed small kisses over the pulse point; which was as vital to him as it was to the man in his arms.

There is a heaven, believe me I've seen it...