"I've seen some weird-ass ships," Zoro mutters, surveying the cabin with visible chagrin. "-but this one… sure is somethin' else."
Across the room, sprawled on his back with his arms and legs splayed in all directions like he's imitating a starfish, Luffy's peering up at the ceiling over the bed on which he's lying still fully clothed and giggling manically. "O-Oi, Zoro- lookit-" He raises an arm to point, directing his swordsman's gaze upwards.
"... oh, what the hell."
"I hope neither of you mind if that comes down," Trafalgar Law calls from the doorway, and the two men turn their heads to see he's halted mid-step into the room, eyes narrowed in distaste as he glares at the oversized wanted poster tacked above the mattress. "Otherwise-"
"No problem here," Zoro assures him. "There's no fuckin' way anybody's gettin' hard let alone stayin' that way with that shit up there." He hesitates. "... well, 'cept Luffy, maybe, 'cause there's not a whole lot that puts HIM off. But no worries- I got it." He drops into a nearby chair so he can remove his footwear, and Law spares an appreciative glance at the ripple of muscles accompanying these actions, a display possible because Zoro's already stripped off his coat and sash.
… someone's certainly eager, he thinks- and smirks.
"Traffy!" the Straw Hats' captain exclaims, popping upright to sit cross-legged on the bed. "Isn't this great? I never knew I had FANS!"
"It's DISTURBING," Luffy's first mate retorts before the surgeon can respond, flinging an unlaced boot to the floor. "You don't have a fan, Sencho- you've got a goddamn STALKER."
Law finds himself nodding in agreement. Zoro-ya's right. This goes a bit beyond fan worship, I think… this level of interest IS disturbing, he muses as he finishes entering the room and carefully latches and locks the door behind him. "I thought the masthead and the wall of framed bounties was excessive, but this is…" He trails off, scanning his surroundings with dismay.
"At least none of our faces are on the frickin' bed sheets or the pillow cases," Zoro grumbles as he clambers barefoot onto the mattress, standing over Luffy while he reaches up to pull the huge reproduction of the wanted poster bearing the rubber man's grinning face down from the ceiling. "Though it wouldn't surprise me if they were…" He rolls the print into a tight cylinder and tosses the resulting tube to the Heart captain, who turns to poke its end through the partially open drawer of a nearby wardrobe and, after a moment's hesitation, to hang his coat and hat on an empty hook inside one of the upper cabinet doors.
Thankfully the other mementos he can see scattered throughout the room are relatively mundane compared to the poster he's just tucked out of sight. A replica of the Straw Hats' flag hanging on one wall. A straw hat hanging from a hook on the outside of the wardrobe door and what appears to be a set of clip-on imitations of Zoro's earrings laying on the dresser beside it.
Law's peering at the jewelry and other contents of the dresser when there's an audible gasp of "Sencho!" behind him, and he turns back to see Luffy's wrapped an arm around one of his first mate's legs, anchoring the green-haired man in place while he cups his crotch with his free hand, massaging him through the fabric of his trousers. And either Zoro's simply responding quickly to his boyfriend's touch or he was already at least half-hard to start, because the unmistakable shape of a substantial erection's rapidly rising beneath Luffy's fingers.
"Watch it or- I'm gonna fall on-"
"Oi, Traffy! Get over here 'n help me get Zoro undressed!"
"... I really wish you'd stop calling me that," Law mutters. He takes his time crossing the room, making sure the other captain knows he's approaching the bed because he wants to and not because he's obeying an order.
By the time he gets there, Zoro's fly is already undone and his cock straining to escape. He's panting as Luffy palms his balls with one hand and squeezes one cheek of his ass with the other, but there's no embarrassment on his flushed face when he registers Law standing below him… only raw need and anticipation. "Guess w-we're- gettin' right into it, huh?"
"Fine by me." Reaching out to hook his fingers into the other pirate's waistband, he lowers his gaze, letting his eyes slide down the broad pectorals and washboard abs to the faint trail of green leading into the v-shaped opening of his unfastened pants, where only the base of his shaft's visible so far. "Besides, I'm only here to fuck you, not romance you, right, Zoro-ya? At least that's what your captain keeps reminding me." Eyes still locked on the swordsman's groin, he tugs, drawing the trousers down slowly. Not being particularly careful either, so a few of his fingernails leave long scratches down Zoro's hips and upper thighs as they're exposed, the scraped skin swiftly reddening and blossoming tiny beads of blood here and there.
The first mate groans, cock giving a visible lurch moments before it springs free to wobble upright in the empty air between his pelvis and Law's face, a thin strand of pre-cum dangling from the tip. He's raising a hand to take hold of it when the man's captain interjects.
"Remember, BE CAREFUL," Luffy reminds him, expression fierce. "Sometimes Zoro likes sex that feels good AND hurts… so I don't care if you're rough- as long as HE wants it that way too." He leans in to lick one of the bleeding scratches, gaze lifting to meet his lover's as his tongue glides over the damaged flesh. Grinning at the way Zoro's breath catches and his erection twitches before he turns his attention back to Law. "A lil' blood's okay too- but nothin' that's gonna scar. NOTHIN' PERMANENT."
"... do you think we should we have a safeword?" the Heart pirate asks cautiously, glancing between them, although his eyes settle on Zoro.
"Nah. I'm-" The swordsman exhales shakily. He's now gripping one of his pectorals in each hand, thumbs lazily stroking his nipples and areolas. "I'm not really one of those guys who'll beg for shit to stop if it starts gettin' kinda intense. Or really intense either, to be honest."
Luffy laughs. "Yeah, Zoro's usually beggin' for MORE." He slides his hand up his boyfriend's thigh to seize his cock and give it a few firm strokes, squeezing the shaft as though testing its hardness. Evidently satisfied- and ignoring his first mate's half-hearted assertion that he doesn't beg- he motions for Law to join them. "Okay, you can go ahead 'n touch 'im! Just remember-"
"No permanent damage. I think I can handle that," Law agrees dryly, thinking that with the lack of a safeword, his options might be slightly more limited than he'd hoped… but that's alright. Indulging his new partner's masochistic tendencies without violating this part of their agreement shouldn't prove too difficult given one of the objects he'd spotted sitting on the dresser a few moments ago.
Once his fellow captain scoots out of the way, moving to crouch behind Zoro on hands and knees, he's free to grasp the swordsman's protruding cock and explore its length. Fingers encircling the shaft and sliding down to press firmly into the sparse green pubes at its base, then coming back up until only the crown's visible in his fist, a bead of pre-cum breaking free from the moisture welling out of the slit in the glans. He's eyeing it, debating if he wants a taste now or if it'd be better to wait until the other pirate's in a less precarious position, when Zoro stiffens, utterly a low groan.
One glance past his hip explains why: hands gripping his first mate's buttocks to spread them wide, Luffy's buried his mouth and nose and chin between them, head bobbing as he addresses Zoro's rim with eager licks and slurps. When his eyes meet Law's around the curve of his partner's flank, he intensifies his attack with muffled, throaty laughter that makes Zoro curse and buck forward into the surgeon's fist.
Well, if Straw Hat-ya's not concerned about him falling off the bed, then neither am I, Law muses, using his free hand to steady the swordsman while beginning to casually stroke him with the other. Letting Zoro get a good pace going, pumping into his fist, before he closes in to swirl his tongue over the glans as it pushes forward through the tunnel of his fingers. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Luffy's hand reaching up between his first mate's legs to fondle his balls while the captain continues nosing insistently at his ass.
Zoro makes a sudden guttural noise, driving harder into the surgeon's grasp, and Law turns his gaze upwards as he slides his grip farther down the shaft so he can close his lips around the head of the other man's cock, curiosity roused by the abrupt reaction. It's unlikely a single lick's going to prompt that drastic of a response, so why-? What's his captain doing to him back there?
The question- or at least a hint of interest- must show in his expression, because when Zoro looks down intending to watch himself getting sucked off and meets Law's eyes, he gives a breathless wheeze of laughter. "T-Tongue. He-" A massive tremor ripples through his body, and he stops, groaning, catching both nipples between thumb and forefinger and yanking hard. "Ohhh, FFFUCK, S-Sencho- lemme- talk- for just a sec!"
There's a muffled "-orry, -oro" from behind him that doesn't sound sincere in the least.
Zoro takes a deep, shuddering breath and releases it slowly before he resumes rocking into Law's fist and mouth. "Luff-Luffy figured out- he can- make his tongue stretch- 'n K-KEEP it stretched, so- s-OH OH G-GODDAMNNGHH-!" Words devolving into a strangled shout of aggravation, he freezes mid-thrust, jaw clenched and eye squeezed shut, fighting his body's instinctive urge to keep moving when he's unmistakably so close to climax.
Conscious of the fresh pre-cum dripping onto his tongue, the Heart captain laps over the glans still caught between his lips, cleaning away the moisture trickling from the slit at its tip. Not making any particular effort to tip Zoro over the edge- but not much caring if his actions make the green-haired pirate cum either. He has no idea whether or not he's going to receive another invitation to join his allies following this, and he hasn't yet decided if he even wants one, so he fully intends to take his time here. And there's plenty of ways he can entertain himself until Zoro gets hard again, in the event he's unable to hold back now.
Luffy's laughing again, clearly pleased with himself, and whatever he might be doing with his tongue, the laughter's evidently increasing its effects.
… is Mugiwara-ya ALWAYS like this during sex?
"F-Fuckin' hell, Sencho- how- how long is- that thi-" Zoro releases his pectorals, leaving his nipples flushed pink and jutting from his torso like chips of marble, and digs his fingertips into his thighs hard enough to turn his knuckles white, growling low in his throat with the effort of maintaining control. "Feels like- you sh-shoved a- buncha live eels up my- ass!" Panting, he turns his attention back to Law. "Pretty sure he- oh god- he's tryna one- one-up you. D-Dumbass can't- resist- showin' off."
Ah. Well, two can certainly play THAT game, the surgeon thinks, smirking to himself even though he strongly suspects Luffy's first mate is deliberately drawing attention to his captain's challenge in hopes of goading him into an impulsive response. There'd been a certain gleam in Zoro's half-lidded eye when he'd so blatantly called out his boyfriend's possible motive for displaying such enthusiasm. A gleam that said he's very interested in discovering how far they might be willing to go- and what they might be willing to do to him- if set against each other in sexual competition.
And after witnessing Zoro's stamina and sheer force of will during their time in Dressrosa-? Law would be lying through his teeth if he claimed he's not seriously tempted to find out just how much the man can take. It's one of the reasons he agreed to their proposition, after all.
He licks the swordsman's leaking tip again, sweeps his tongue around and around the glans- and then plunges forward, angling his head so he can take Zoro's cock clear to the back of his throat before drawing away and then surging forwards again. His fist moving in concert with his mouth, slicking the shaft with his saliva.
"Mmn- f-fuck, that's good," Zoro groans, and there's a faint "mmnhhh?" from behind him as Luffy becomes aware there's something happening that he can't see. "Traf's- suckin' my cock, Sencho." He gives a tentative thrust, watching to make sure Law knows he's about to start moving again. "H-His- uhn- his mouth's so- hot 'n- w-wet 'n-" As the rocking of his hips falls into a steady rhythm, his speech falters, replaced by ragged panting.
There's a breathless grunt from the Straw Hat captain as he relinquishes his hold on his first mate's balls, which he's continued rolling in his palm and gently squeezing all this time, to grip his buttocks in both hands again. Shoving them farther apart and sealing his mouth to the flesh between them, and abruptly Zoro's crying out, niceties forgotten as his thrusts degrade into frantic lunges until he's fucking frantically into Law's fist and mouth.
Sensing the rapidly-mounting tension in the other man's body, the Heart captain increases his suction and adds a slight twisting motion to his wrist every time his fingers near the junction where glans meets shaft, his saliva-coated palm slipping in half-circles around the area he knows will be most sensitive. Thumb stroking into the shallow depression of his partner's frenulum every time Zoro bucks forward in his grasp. Tongue swirling repeatedly against the same spot each time it enters his mouth.
"-oro," Luffy growls, barely audible above his swordsman's choked stream of "uhn-uhn-UHN-uhnnn-uhn"s. "-oro, -um."
Law's eyes widen slightly in surprise as he senses the powerful burst of haki emanating from the rubber man. The wave breaks against Zoro, who cries out and jolts as though physically struck, before it laps briefly at the surgeon and then recedes.
He doesn't spare the time to consider the erection rising in his jeans because the cock he's holding between his lips and in his fist is twitching, spilling long pulses of cum. Hot fluid that he doesn't swallow but allows to accumulate in his mouth while he continues sucking and stroking until Zoro pulls back with a moan, mumbling something disjointed about increased sensitivity as he slumps to the mattress between the two captains.
Having extracted his tongue, now returned to its normal length, Luffy's grinning and petting his lover's heaving side. "Shishishi! Zoro always cums so hard when I tell him to…"
Ignoring his rival captain, Law seizes Zoro by the chin with one hand and leans over to fasten his mouth over the panting swordsman's parted lips, slipping his tongue inside to pry them farther apart- and allowing the cum he's held un-swallowed to flow down into the green-haired pirate's mouth in a wet, searing kiss.
Startled, Zoro starts to jerk his head away but then, as realization of what's happening dawns on him, he melts beneath the surgeon's touch with a wavering groan and opens his jaws wider. Tongue slipping forward to meet Law's, twining slowly with it while the cum gathers in a pool at the back of his throat.
"Ohhh," Luffy breathes, staring, cheeks flushed and eyes burning with desire. Hand traveling up from Zoro's side to caress his pectorals, moving back and forth between the protruding nipples. Fingertips finding and tracing the diagonal scar that bisects his torso down to his hip and then reversing to glide back up to his shoulder. Stroking the hollow at the base of his collarbone, then rising to his adam's apple. Fingers closing over it, thumb pressed to the opposite side of his neck. Squeezing gently. "Zoro. Swallow."
His first mate complies instantly, throat convulsing as he obediently swallows his own cum and then resumes kissing Law, tongue searching his mouth for additional traces.
"... good boy," the Straw Hat captain murmurs, and Law feels a shudder ripple through Zoro's body, the swordsman's shaky exhalation gusting hot against his lips. From the corner of his eye, he can see Luffy's grinning again- and it's not a grin of amusement but one so full of menace, he's rather taken aback, because-
I've seen that same expression on his face before… on the BATTLEFIELD. Does he plan on fucking Zoro-ya or FIGHTING him?
He'd never admit it, of course, but the truth is- well, he's finding this intimate view of the rubber man a bit unnerving, so perhaps it's for the best that Luffy ISN'T interested in him the same way he's interested in his first mate.
He'd initially found that lack of interest confusing, when he and his fellow captain had stopped figuratively circling each other like wary tomcats and started arranging this tryst in earnest. Zoro- amused by their squabbling but also impatient for them to reach an agreement- hadn't contributed much to the negotiations; he'd bluntly proclaimed that he didn't give a shit what they decided, so long as it involved him getting fucked. Vigorously and preferably more than once, he'd hinted, given the anticipated length of the voyage to Zou.
Even Luffy had voiced surprisingly few demands. He'd been adamant about Law not causing Zoro any serious permanent damage but hadn't bothered to rule out specifics, and it'd been Law himself who'd determined that knifeplay would be too risky for a first-time assignation. A decision he's now very glad he made given what he's just learned regarding his partners' lack of experience with safewords, and although he's aware Zoro will probably be disappointed, he's already planning to inform him that any sort of edged weapons or cutting will remain out of the question should they choose to extend the current arrangement.
If this afternoon does happen to inspire an encore performance or two- or three or more- the surgeon's not concerned they'll run out of ways to keep one another entertained. Because when he'd asked the Straw Hat captain for his thoughts on temporary ability-based damage, the other man had immediately turned to look at his boyfriend. Who'd merely shrugged and said he'd be open to suggestions.
Although he'd been willing to give Law relatively free rein, there'd been one area where Luffy hadn't been willing to compromise, however; he'd made it abundantly clear that he didn't want his fellow captain touching him any more than absolutely necessary unless given express permission. Law would be expected to keep all sexual activities restricted to the first mate alone. He was welcome to use the swordsman's body as he pleased- assuming Zoro was agreeable- but Luffy was off-limits.
It'd been no great sacrifice since he'd been far more interested in getting his hands on Zoro in the first place, but Law couldn't help being curious. The distinction would've made more sense to him if Luffy intended to simply sit back and jerk off while watching him fuck Zoro, but that hadn't been the case- not based on the banter he'd witnessed between his prospective partners. No, Luffy fully intended to get his hands and lips all over his first mate WHILE Law was fucking him.
He'd been puzzled enough to pull Zoro aside, but the conversation that ensued had been brief. According to the green-haired pirate, this was nothing more than Luffy being Luffy. His captain just didn't see people that way, and if he was somehow the exception to the rule, he'd gotten damned lucky. Grinning, he'd made a quip about Luffy being "Zoro-sexual" and then excused himself to go rescue the rubber man in question from Bartolomeo, who'd been once again pestering him about the fleet he'd already declared he didn't want.
Law's thoughts are interrupted as Zoro breaks away from his mouth, licking his lips while he glances between his lovers. "Oi, doncha think you guys're a lil' overdressed for this shit?" He stretches languidly, unconcerned by his own nudity, and shifts to rest his head on Luffy's thigh, one hand stealing into the younger man's lap to massage the considerable bulge in the crotch of his shorts. Smirking when his touch prompts a sharp inhalation. "Get these off 'n I'll suck your cock, Sencho. Let you fuck my throat while you decide if you wanna cum in my mouth or pull out 'n shoot your load on my tits."
Law feels his own cock give an appreciative lurch, his jeans suddenly far too tight.
Luffy's fumbling at his fly, wrenching it down so he can haul his dick out. "Mmn, yeah, let's show Traffy how good Zoro is with his mouth…" Stroking himself, he leans forward over his swordsman to bring their mouths together, lapping heavily over Zoro's lips before plunging his tongue between them.
Momentarily left to his own devices, Law takes a moment to shed the rest of his clothing. After folding his boxers into his jeans and dropping them onto the chair where Zoro sat to remove his boots earlier, he returns to the dresser to retrieve the item that caught his attention earlier. Studies the earrings, debating, and then scoops up two of those as well.
When he rejoins the others, he finds Zoro sprawled on his back with his legs hanging over the edge of the bed, head resting in Luffy's lap. The Straw Hat captain's discarded his shirt and shorts and now sits naked on the mattress, running his fingers through his first mate's spiky locks while Zoro addresses the underside of his length with long, thorough strokes of his tongue, one hand gripping him near the base of the shaft to angle it towards his mouth.
"What're you gonna do with that?" the rubber man asks as he sees Law approaching. "Stick it in Zoro's butt?" His brow furrows. "He likes havin' stuff in his ass, but that's awful skinny- it's not gonna fill up his hole very much…"
Law snorts. "Not exactly." Setting the candle holder on the bedside table, he strikes a match and lights the taper. "Zoro-ya told me he was interested in sensory play, but you said no scars and I already told you I don't like using blades with new partners." Shaking out the match, he tosses it aside and turns to the bed, kneeling on the mattress beside Zoro's hip so he can stoop over the swordsman's prone form. Tugging open the clasp of the first clip-on earring to center it around the green-haired pirate's right nipple and then snapping it shut without warning.
Zoro jolts, free hand slapping down on the bed to hook fingers into the sheets. When the second earring closes on his left nipple, he spasms again, and this time a groan bursts from his open mouth as he struggles to continue licking despite the distraction.
Looking delighted, Luffy reaches down to tap the golden droplet hanging from one of the make-shift clamps, snickering as his boyfriend gasps. He takes it between thumb and forefinger and pulls, drawing the flesh taut and laughing when Zoro curses, arching his back. "Shishishi! Good idea, Traffy. You oughta yank on these while you fuck 'im. Bet it'd feel real good havin' your dick inside 'im while he squirms all over the place." His gaze rises from the jewelry accenting Zoro's pectorals to meet Law's eyes. "That's what I'M gonna do, anyway."
"Oi, I'm- r-right here," Zoro grumbles good-naturedly, craning his neck to envelop Luffy's glans and at least three-quarters of his shaft in one determined gulp, and this time it's the other man's turn to groan, his hips giving a rough, involuntary thrust in an attempt to bury the rest of his dick in his mouth as well. He continues nudging forwards until Zoro's hand relinquishes the base of his shaft, freeing it to slide past his lips, and the swordsman begins slowly deep-throating his captain, making a low noise of satisfaction as Luffy's respiration increases. Then, to Law's immense surprise, he mumbles "Oi, -ou -ill -an -e on -y -ack, -igh-?"
How the hell-? Gaze flashing to Zoro's throat, the surgeon verifies that, yes, his esophagus is indeed so stuffed with his captain's cock, his throat's bulging. Yet somehow he's still capable of SPEAKING. The words may not be crystal clear, true, but- they're clear enough for him to make himself understood. Which is a little disturbing, because human physiology isn't supposed to work that way. Law ought to know. "Y-Yeah… stay on your back for now." If he starts getting uncomfortable holding his head at that angle, Mugiwara-ya will probably need to move if he wants to keep getting his cock sucked, but- that's not my problem.
He retrieves the burning taper, popping it loose from the holder, which he leaves on the table.
Luffy, the fingers of one hand tangled awkwardly in Zoro's short hair to prevent him from pulling off his dick, continues bucking into his first mate's throat as the Heart captain moves closer to the bed, although he's eyeing the open flame dancing on the candle's wick with obvious trepidation.
"Relax, Mugiwara-ya. I won't try to set Zoro-ya on fire, I promise. In fact, this isn't even going to touch him."
Comprehension and interest flickers across Zoro's face, but when he attempts to lift his head, his boyfriend grunts and pushes him back down. The swordsman gives a throaty groan of irritation and reaches past the rubber man's hip to smack him on the ass. It earns him a sharp tug on the earring attached to his left nipple. He utters a strangled yip, then growls, curling his upper lip and baring his teeth in warning.
Law's been watching them in silence, feeling equal parts amused and annoyed because although their antics ARE rather entertaining, there's beads of melted wax running down the candle to harden on his fingers and he's also been hard and untouched long enough to start getting uncomfortable.
The sight of Zoro's cuspids dimpling Luffy's shaft, however, makes his erection wilt slightly. Having now seen the man wielding all three blades on multiple occasions, he's become acutely aware of the neck and jaw strength as well as the bite force required for him to not only clench a katana's handle between those teeth but to also actually SWING the weapon AND also CONNECT with a target. All without dropping or accidentally flinging the damn thing in the process. And the idea- the SIGHT- of those same teeth poised to bite THAT particular flesh-
Either the Straw Hat captain has balls of steel or he's incredibly stupid. Or possibly both. Probably- no, scratch that- it's DEFINITELY both. Because although he's stopped moving, he hasn't loosened his grip and he's scowling down at his partner and reaching for the earring like he intends to give it another yank, and if the dumbass gets his damn dick chomped off, Law's going to be too busy dealing with the damage to jerk himself off to relieve his aching groin LET ALONE find out what it feels like to have Zoro's asshole clenching around his cock while he shoots his load inside.
He's tempted to simply tilt the candle he's holding over the swordsman's midsection, knowing the resulting shower of liquid will certainly get his attention, but dripping hot wax on Zoro when he's distracted is just as- if not more- likely to end in tragedy as allowing the squabbling to continue escalating unchallenged. So instead, he rests his free hand on Zoro's hip, allowing him to become aware of his presence before dipping his fingers into the crease between his groin and thigh, tracing it down between his legs to the swell of his balls and then beneath them to his perineum.
The green-haired pirate remains tense for a moment- and then abruptly relaxes under his touch, thighs lolling farther apart to grant him better access. With his attention successfully diverted, he also stops fighting Luffy and- much to Law's great relief- permits his jaw muscles to slacken, easing his teeth off the shaft in his mouth and allowing the younger man to resume thrusting down his throat. Studying the wax solidifying on Law's fingers, he once again asks a question, although this time the surgeon can't quite make out any of the words beyond "you" and "me?" and frowns, perplexed.
"O-Ohhhhhh," Luffy groans, evidently far more practiced at translating Zoro's muffled speech. "Now- NOW I g-get it." Panting, he struggles onto his knees, cradling his first mate's head until he can lower it to the mattress and position himself on all fours above it, so he's humping his open mouth. Looking expectantly at Law. "W-Well? What- whatcha waitin' for? You g-gonna- drip it on Z-Zoro- or not?"
These guys- The Heart captain resists the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration. "You have the lube?" He'd intended to play around with Zoro a bit before fucking him, but- the Straw Hats are evidently just as infuriating during sex as they are at every other time, and he's decided that if he wants to get his dick wet, he'd better do it now before something else unexpected happens.
It takes Luffy several moments to dig through the pockets of his shorts one-handed because he doesn't want to pull out, but eventually he locates the vial and tosses it- not TO Law but AT him, and while fumbling to catch it, he damn near drops the taper.
Grumbling to himself, he pops the cap with his thumb and drizzles roughly a quarter of its contents over Zoro's groin, smirking when the swordsman flinches at the sudden touch of cool moisture on his heated skin. The remaining oil he sets aside on the bedside table for now. And goes to work.
Cupping Zoro's balls, he squeezes gently as he rolls the two globes together, kneading them against his palm. Watching the man's half-hard cock twitch in response and begin to stiffen. He raises his hand to the thickening shaft, curling his fingers around its girth to pump it slowly in long, lingering strokes, his fist traveling from tip to base. Pressing firmly into Zoro's pelvis each time he brings it down, trying to reach as much of the root as possible. Slicking his entire length in oil as it grows fully erect in his grasp.
Hips squirming, twisting side-to-side, the swordsman moans around Luffy's dick and begins to rock, fucking into Law's hand. His hands grope for his pectorals, slide over his heaving chest to dip down and caress his midsection before rising again to toy with the earrings clipped to his nipples.
Luffy utters a small shuddering moan, bracing himself on one arm to run a hand up and down his first mate's arm, encouraging the display.
After rewarding Zoro with a few more strokes, Law lowers his hand, fingers trailing back over his balls and down his perineum. Probing lower, middle finger slipping between his buttocks to find the pucker of muscle hidden there. Rubbing back and forth across the opening, circling it, and Zoro gurgles something that sounds suspiciously like "yeah, yeah, c'mon 'n fuck me!" and sucks more furiously on his captain, plucking on the golden droplets until they pull his flesh to painful points.
Chuckling softly, Law obliges by plunging the digit full-length into Zoro's hole, spearing his rim in one quick motion and biting his lower lip as he watches the tattoos on his finger disappear inside. He curls in his other fingers and twists his wrist, turning his hand palm-up so he can penetrate the other man more easily, fist thumping against his ass with each rough stroke.
Cock oozing a thick string of pre-cum onto his lower belly, Zoro pulls his legs up, bracing his heels on the mattress with his knees bent and legs spread wide. He arches his back, pushing harder against the Heart pirate's hand with each blow, choking out a frantic "-orh! -ORH!"
"Give him- more!" Luffy demands, staring down at where Law's finger-fucking his swordsman, moisture beaded on his forehead and dripping from his chin to join the sheen of sweat on Zoro's flushed skin. Hips bucking harder, sending his dick sliding deep into his lover's throat again and again. "You- don't- uhn- d-don't gotta wait! H-He can- take more now!"
Zoro utters another breathless, ragged "-ORH" that appears to be agreement, so the surgeon adds a second finger and then- after some brief consideration- a third. Luffy, head lowered to peer intently at where those fingers are going, MOANS at the sight of Zoro's hole clenching repeatedly, his body hugging the fingers thrusting inside him each time they draw back. Dilated, distended rim glistening with lubricant.
The Straw Hat captain seizes the cock twitching below him, gripping it near the base and shoving the glans towards his lips, tongue flashing out to sweep away the pre-cum dangling from it. A guttural groan rumbles up from Zoro's chest and he jerks his pelvis upwards, sliding himself along the wet muscle and into the younger pirate's mouth. At the same time, his sphincter tenses, squeezing so tightly around Law's fingers that he nearly gasps.
Shit! I NEED to get my dick in there, NOW. He tugs his lube-slicked fingers free and wraps them around his cock, giving himself a few quick strokes to make sure he's well-oiled enough that it'll only require one good thrust or two to bury his entire length inside the green-haired man sprawled on the bed before him. "Mugiwara-ya… if you want to hear Zoro-ya scream for us when he cums, you'd better get out of my way so I can start fucking him before this damn candle burns itself out."
The words "Zoro" and "scream" are sufficient to get Luffy moving, pulling his mouth off Zoro - leaving the swordsman bucking his hips at empty air and making disgruntled noises of protest - and scrambling onto his knees, which allows him to keep rocking into his boyfriend's mouth while giving Law the access he needs as well as providing himself with an excellent view.
The surgeon frowns at the rubber man, eyeing how he's kneeling with his shaft buried so deeply in Zoro's mouth and throat that it's only briefly visible now and then as it shifts back and forth through lips swollen and flushed pink from spending so much time sucking cock. "... just so you're aware- once I've got my dick inside him? I'm NOT stopping if he accidentally bites you."
"Nah, I- mmn- I trust Zoro. H-He won't bite me."
"... alright then. Good luck with that." Giving himself one last stroke, Law pauses with his fist wrapped around his base and steps closer to slide his glans up and down the crack of Zoro's buttocks, brushing lightly across his rim at first and then pushing more firmly against the visibly gaping hole at its center. The Heart captain's eyelids drift shut as his tip begins to press inside and he allows them to stay closed for a moment, savoring the pleasure throbbing through his groin as the wet warmth of his partner's body greets him.
Zoro squirms and kicks one heel at him, clearly impatient- and, opening his eyes, now the surgeon does allow the candle in his grasp to tilt, sending a few droplets of melted wax spilling free. They land on the swordsman's hip, and his reaction is instantaneous. His entire frame spasms and he utters a garbled shout, forcing a groan from Luffy as the vibrations ripple through his flesh. But even more importantly, Zoro's hole constricts as every muscle in his abdomen and pelvis contacts.
Feeling the moist heat tightening beneath the pressure of his tip, Law bucks forward, impaling the other pirate and sliding balls-deep inside him with one massive thrust, simultaneously splattering his torso with heavy dribbles of wax that run across his taut belly and heaving pectorals in translucent streams, reddening whatever skin they touch before beginning to re-solidify.
Zoro HOWLS. His back arches off the mattress, his sphincter squeezing Law's dick so hard that he can barely breathe. He's vaguely aware of Luffy abruptly crying out across from him, pounding into their green-haired lover's mouth and throat and cumming so copiously and so violently that his seed's overflowing the corners of Zoro's lips and even bubbling from his nostrils as he sputters helplessly.
Free hand clutching the underside of the swordsman's thigh so tightly his fingernails are leaving behind bleeding crescents of torn flesh, Law's fucking the tight tunnel of his ass just as forcefully. Gritting his teeth as he watches his cock plunging in and out of Zoro's body, knowing he's not going to last much longer. He waves the candle a bit more carelessly than he intended, control shattered by the tension coiled in his groin and lower belly, by the orgasm threatening to overtake him at any moment, and this time melted wax splashes everywhere.
The majority of it hits Zoro. Landing parallel to the scar he allegedly received from Dracule "Hawk Eyes" Mihawk, streaking him from left shoulder to right thigh. Coating his left nipple and areola, filling his navel, and spattering his pubis heavily enough to trickle into the crease between his groin and inner thigh. He writhes beneath his partners, cum erupting from his mouth around the circumference of his captain's dick.
Startled and concerned, Luffy pulls out, shaft followed by another gush of hot fluid, but before he can ask if his first mate's alright, Zoro's groping for him, coughing, droplets of cum spraying from his lips as he demands, "Luff- f-fuck me! You- fuck me too!"
The rubber man goggles at him. "But-"
"FUCK ME TOO!"
"Uh… " Luffy glances over at Law, looking slightly uncertain, although there's also giddy excitement shining in his eyes. "That- that okay, Traffy?"
The surgeon's panting too hard to respond. He's also too close to the edge to care if it's a terrible idea- which it almost certainly is, but then again- Zoro-ya's pretty damn durable- and surely he knows what he can handle. Or at least I certainly hope he does…
In the end, he blows out the candle with an unsteady puff and drops it to the floor, which leaves him free to pull Zoro upright and lift him off the bed. Wrapping both legs around his waist, the swordsman slings an arm around his neck and shoulders to hold himself upright, while Law cradles his buttocks to support his weight and resumes thrusting. He has no intention of waiting for the Straw Hat captain to figure out how they're going to make this work with their differences in height, not when Zoro's so slick and hot and tight around his cock that his reptilian brain is shrieking at him to move, move, move.
Even if he WAS so inclined, he's not sure ZORO would be willing to hold still. Using the leverage he's gained by squeezing Law's middle in an iron grip with his thighs, Luffy's first mate is riding the shaft that's plunging into him. The undulating motion of his rolling hips grinding his ass against the surgeon's pelvis every time he bucks upwards and buries his straining erection to the root. Clamp-stiffened nipples drag against his tattooed torso as Zoro tries to look back over one shoulder to see why Luffy's taking so long.
"R-Relax, Zor- Zoro-ya. He's- coming. Had to- uhn- grab the l-lube."
"C'mon, S-Sencho-" Zoro's voice is throaty and full of desperation. "-need you. N-Need you- inside me. I- I want-" He breaks off, words temporarily replaced by a steady "uhn-uhn-uhn-UHN-uhn" as Law starts fucking him harder. Hips slapping against his rear with the loud "plap-plap-plap" of perspiration-dampened flesh colliding. "Sencho- c-c'mere 'n- fuck me! I need- I need- oh, god- I- need your- your cock in- my ass! I need you to- c-cum in- inside me!"
"Zoro, I'm here!" Pumping his dick with oil-smeared fingers, Luffy joins them at the edge of the bed, standing on the mattress to bring his groin level with his swordsman's bottom. "I'm here, I'm here!" He touches his boyfriend's lower back, caressing him, and then crowds in close, hand slipping over his hip and down to grasp his cock. "Traffy, can you pull out a lil' bit so I can-"
Reluctantly easing back somewhat, Law feels his fellow captain's glans prodding at his shaft where he's joined with Zoro.
"Quit- screwin' around- 'n do me," the first mate groans, and it's unclear exactly who he's addressing now that Law's no longer moving. He's regarding the Heart pirate with a dazed expression, his head tipped back to rest against the shoulder of the rubber man behind him, lips brushing his neck as he continues urging someone to fuck him. "Need you to- to fill me up, use me- as your c-cumdump, 'til I got your jizz- runnin' out my hole…"
Shit, I hope I didn't BREAK him, Law finds himself thinking, wondering if he ought to suggest they stop to check-
-but then again, maybe Zoro always talks like that during sex- maybe they BOTH do- since Luffy's nuzzling his swordsman's exposed throat, kissing his adam's apple and murmuring, "Gonna shoot my next load in Zoro's ass, I PROMISE, but he's super tight with Traffy's dick inside 'im already- 'n he gotta remember he doesn't stretch like me!"
"Luff-" Zoro moans, hips jerking with no discernible rhythm as he tries to thrust himself up and down on Law's cock but also fuck into the fist Luffy has wrapped around his shaft. "C'mon, pleeease…"
"Shishishi- I thought you told Traffy you don't beg," his captain teases. "-'cause that sure sounds like- oh- OH- O-OH-OH-OH-"
"OH GOD- S-SENCHO- YEAH, YEAH-YEAH-Y- UNH- UNNNHHH!"
Law doesn't realize he's been holding his breath until Luffy's length finishes squeezing in alongside his own cock and the air rushes out of his lungs in one explosive whoosh. He can feel his upper back burning where Zoro's left two sets of deep scratch marks across his flesh, as well as the fingers responsible for the damage, which are hooked into claws against his shoulder blades.
There's a complete set of tooth marks in the juncture between Luffy's neck and shoulder. His eyes are enormous, his nostrils flaring and his mouth pressed into a firm, thin line, and he's frozen in place as though he's determined to refrain from moving until he's sure it's safe to do so. Law's unsure if it's because he's afraid he'll lose control and cum right away or because he's worried about Zoro.
Zoro… who's moaning, the sound low and wavering and continuous, and who's gone positively rigid between them, his body trembling from head to toe.
"O-Oi-" The Heart captain's voice comes out raspy and weak, so he clears his throat and tries again. "Oi, looks like- you were wrong. Z-Zoro-ya DID bite you."
Luffy blinks. "Uhn?" Realizing where Law's looking. "Oh. Nah, I- I meant he- wouldn't bite my dick." He runs gentle fingertips across his swordsman's cheek. "Oi- you okay? If it- if it hurts, we can sto-"
"N-No- don't wanna stop." Zoro groans, leaning into his touch. "You guys're both- just- so hard 'n… fuck, there's- SO MUCH of you- in there… in me…" He turns his face upwards to meet Luffy's gaze. "It kinda- no, no, o-okay, yeah, it does hurt, but- oh god, it- feels sooo f-fuckin' good too, Sencho. Need you to- move now. Wanna get fucked 'n- c-cum on your dicks. Wanna- feel you- cum inside me."
Luffy leans in to kiss his first mate on the mouth, uttering a small muffled groan of his own as he shifts his pelvis. Slowly, slowly drawing back… then delivering a clumsy thrust, and all three of them cry out in unison.
Catching his lower lip in his teeth to stifle the whimper threatening to slip from his throat, Law clutches Zoro's buttocks in a death grip as he begins to rock his hips. Cautiously at first, but with increasing speed and force as his rival captain finds his own pace.
It's a glorious disaster. Sometimes they alternate thrusts- one shoving deep into the green-haired pirate's tight passage as the other eases out to gather himself for the next plunge. And then their movements will unexpectedly sync and they'll find themselves driving into Zoro at the same time, fucking him hard enough to render his body momentarily weightless when they both pull back in preparation for the next thrust.
Zoro's the most vocal when they're working in concert, his cries muffled by the lips and tongue of whoever's taking a turn kissing him. During those stretches, he writhes in their arms and calls out as though they're splitting him in two- although the strings of breathless words bursting out of him are all demands and pleas for them to fuck him faster, fuck him harder, cum inside him, fill his hole to overflowing with their hot loads. But most of all, to fuck him, fuck him, fuck him, FUCK him, FUCK HIM!
And they oblige, taking him fast and hard, pounding relentlessly against his bottom until the room's also filled with the sounds of their panting and gasping and grunting and the "schlick-schlick" of lubricant-drenched flesh being repeatedly skewered by rigid cocks and the "plap-plap" of sweaty skin colliding.
Fingers still wrapped around his swordsman's erection, Luffy's attempting to give him a handjob but keeps getting too distracted to do much more than give the shaft a sporadic pump, but it doesn't seem to matter how half-hearted the gesture's become. With both of them inside Zoro, straining his rim and sphincter and tunnel beyond normal capacity, every movement they make is likely putting intense, constant pressure on his prostate, Law realizes when a downwards glance shows him that a steady trickle of pre-cum's welling out of the slit in the other man's glans and spilling over Luffy's fingers.
Zoro-ya must be so close…
They're all close now. Luffy's begun panting too forcefully to continue kissing Zoro, and Law can feel his own balls tightening, warning him that the snug, wet heat surrounding his cock and providing the sensitive flesh with such delicious friction is moments from pushing him over the edge.
As he anticipated, Zoro's breath hitches suddenly, words faltering then failing him altogether as his voice rises in a helpless "oh-oh-OH-OH-OH!"
"Mmn-! Y-Yeah," Luffy gasps. He begins to pump Zoro's cock more enthusiastically, free hand exploring the broad expanse of his chest. Dried wax and seminal fluid flaking away under his fingertips as he searches. Locates a protruding nipple and grasps for the gold droplet dangling beneath it, swaying with the constant jolting movements of their bodies. "C'mon, Zoro- c'mon-c'mon- c-c'mon-"
"Sencho- S-Sencho, I'm- uhn-UHNNN- UHN-UHN! G-GONNA- OH-O-OH- OHGODOHGODOHGOD, I'M-!"
"That's it, Zoro- cum for me," Luffy croons in Zoro's ear. Licking his earlobe, catching the earrings jingling there between his teeth and tugging at them, even as his fingers haul on the earring clipped to the older pirate's nipple, pulling the areola and surrounding tissue taut. "Cum for us."
Zoro's body tries to jackknife in the captains' arms, a wail erupting from his throat that's so loud, it drowns out Law's sharp grunt when the constricting confines of the swordsman's rectum bear down on his thrusting length so forcefully that his vision goes momentarily white. Drowns out Luffy's cry of completion as his dick begins to jerk and fire long pulses of hot semen into their thrashing lover, flooding the tunnel he's sharing with the Heart pirate while it convulses around them, repeatedly squeezing their shafts with almost brutal force.
Groaning, the surgeon forces Zoro's ass down, his hips flexing as he shoots his own load past the other man's tightened sphincter. Feeling the fluid that he and Luffy are pumping into him trying to leak past their twitching lengths- and failing, their flesh effectively plugging Zoro's hole and trapping it inside. With nowhere else for the cum to go and the amount of it still increasing because the rubber man opposite Law appears capable of some rather alarmingly voluminous ejaculations-
Trembling uncontrollably, Zoro's buried his flushed face against the side of Luffy's neck, moaning "oh god, o-oh goood, oh fuck, oh g-god" in a breathy whine while the Straw Hat captain caresses his gradually deflating, cum-soaked cock… and the slight bulge that's risen in his lower abdomen, partially a result of the fluid building up inside him.
"Shishishi… Zoro did say- we- we oughta f-fill 'im up- with our c-cum," Luffy pants, pressing his fingertips into the swollen flesh and grinning happily when Zoro cries out again, squirming.
"M-Most of that's- probably gas. Trapped in- his- lower intestine- because we fucked him so h-hard for- so long," Law corrects him dryly, although he can't help joining Luffy in admiring the utter mess they've made of their lover, now sagging between their chests as he struggles to catch his breath.
Torso streaked with wax dried to a translucent film, skin reddened wherever it fell or ran while molten. Dried and fresh semen alike splattered everywhere from his chin and neck to his pectorals and stomach to his groin and inner thighs. Nipples flushed and distended from the jewelry still clipped to them being yanked repeatedly, lips pink and swollen from being wrapped around his captain's dick and kissed roughly and repeatedly by both of them. Body decorated with multiple scratches, a few of the deeper ones still bleeding.
The swordsman looks as though they've fucked him half to death, but now that he's no longer so overstimulated and they're allowing him to calm down a bit, the expression on his face is relaxing into satisfied bliss. He also seems perfectly content to lounge against Luffy's chest, head resting on the rubber man's shoulder, and his legs still locked firmly around Law's waist.
On his way to Bartolomeo's private quarters, the surgeon had imagined wild sex, very likely straying into the territory of some rather kinky shit, and possibly involving the misuse of abilities, and while he hadn't anticipated Luffy's use of haki, he'd been right about the rest. He had not, however, imagined Roronoa Zoro, the notorious Pirate Hunter and- like him- a member of the Worst Generation, being snuggly after sex.
At least… that's how it appears at first glance, until he starts taking stock and realizes that although his own cock's slowly softening, Luffy has somehow remained almost fully erect and Zoro's shifting his hips. Using very slight rocking motions to not only keep himself impaled on the shafts still lodged deep inside his rear but also to grind his ass against Luffy's groin. When he sees the Heart captain looking, he smirks, and licks a wet path along the underside of his boyfriend's jaw. Raising both hands to flick the jewelry dangling from his much-abused nipples with his thumbs- and tensing the muscles in his pelvis, sphincter tightening on Law to prevent him from slipping out.
"I TOLD you," Luffy says when their guest stifles a gasp, grin narrowing into a smug, self-assured smile. "Zoro likes sex that's rough, 'n he likes sex that kinda hurts, 'n he likes A LOT of it."
"Mmn," Zoro hums. "Might as well be talkin' 'bout yourself, Sencho. 'Though I know you're not into the pain part as much as me."
"Nah- but I'm into watchin' Zoro be into it," the rubber man admits, laughing and giving a small thrust that proves he's most definitely managed to stay hard despite ejaculating more cum than Law's ever seen or heard of another human being producing in his life.
Staring at his partners while their banter and weird post-coital foreplay continues with Zoro biting insistently at Luffy's chin and jaw until the Straw Hat captain ducks his head low enough for his swordsman to capture his mouth in an ardent kiss, Law finds himself once again thinking that they're positively unhinged. He'd spent much of the time on Dressrosa believing as much, but now he's certain of it.
He's also certain that it's been a long time since he found fucking someone this enjoyable. And while these two men may be unhinged and aggravating and not particularly bright, and if Luffy calls him "Traffy" one more goddamn time, he's going to find out if it's possible to strangle a man made of rubber- they're also undeniably interesting in bed. Possibly even fun, and god knows he certainly hasn't experienced much of THAT.
For the past few days, he's been drifting. Mentally and emotionally if not necessarily in the physical sense, because if he's being honest with himself, he never expected to actually survive the confrontation with Doflamingo. And bringing the warlord down has been his goal for so many years, now that it's finally been achieved-?
He, Luffy, Zoro, the handful of their nakama who stayed behind, and the elder two of the three samurai are on their way to rejoin his entire crew and those members of the Straw Hats who went ahead with the younger samurai, but he has no idea what's going to happen once everyone's reunited. The plan, of course, involves sailing to Wano and organizing a full-scale rebellion in order to topple Kaido, but- well, these things never seem to proceed as planned.
Especially with Mugiwara-ya and his crew involved…
So many plans, so much that can go wrong, and although he's well-aware they're more than capable without his constant presence, he's worried about his absent crew, and he misses the familiar corridors of his ship.
He knows Zoro and his captain are probably far more interested in his cock than his actual companionship, and if he wasn't here, it might be Bartolomeo spending the afternoon with them. If that walking joke of a pirate wouldn't promptly suffer an aneurysm at the prospect of being invited into bed by his personal heroes… or break down sobbing at the sight of Zoro-ya's cock, let alone dare to touch him. Or, god forbid, FUCK him. And honestly, he's alright with that, but it doesn't mean that Zoro's warm, welcoming body and Luffy's enthusiasm haven't been a comfort.
And it's certainly a point in their favor that the sex is decent. Enjoyable. Fun. Whatever- in any case, the sex is very good, and he feels no shame admitting to himself that he wants more. It'll be days yet before they reach their destination, and given the experience he's just had- which might not be over, considering the way Zoro's eyeing him and Luffy's wondering aloud if this ship's got an ofuro or at least a shower large enough for three people- he wouldn't be opposed to spending those days doing nothing save a great deal of mindless fucking, if they're willing.
He's fairly certain they will be, and it's a thought that pleases him, because he wants to find out what other surprises they might have in store for him. And whatever else Zoro-ya might be open to trying, given his libido certainly appears to outweigh his common sense… especially where his captain's concerned…
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Author's Closing Note:
Every time I write in the perspective of someone other than Luffy or Zoro, I'm nervous as hell about posting it because I worry SO MUCH about getting the characterization and the voice right. Those two are my comfort characters, so I don't usually struggle very much with writing them, particularly when they're interacting with each other. On the other hand, while I've written Law in snippets previously (for my Crossfire 'verse) this is the first time I've centered an entire chapter/chunk of fic around him and I worked very hard to make him sound decent. Hopefully I've been at least relatively successful!