Chapter 15
It was Lyanna's last day aboard the Polar Tang with her friends that she'd made amongst the Heart Pirates. She was feeling out of sorts but stable. Everyone had understood when she'd talked about her leaving and why she had to move on, even though she had been invited to stay…
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Everyone was sitting, eating dinner and chatting about their next destination. Lyanna knew she'd have to say it eventually, and now was a good time since it was on topic. Before she managed to get it out, she took a breath as if she was going to speak a few times but chickened out. Thankfully, no one noticed this, but they looked at her when she did muster up the courage to say something.
"Guys, I have to leave you when we get there." She said as confidently as she could. Which was not confident at all.
"You're leaving?" Penguin asked with a disappointed tone.
Ikkaku and Law were quiet, and although Law was stoic, Ikkaku had a knowing expression on her face. She'd talked a little about having to move on soon with everyone, but she had discussed it with both of them at length. The rest of the group looked like they understood but appeared downcast.
"Mmm. I know the old man is gone, but I don't know who's still alive. I need to see if I can find some of the guys and see if they're okay." She explained softly, keeping her emotions in check.
"Will you come back after you've found them? You could join the crew! Right, Captain?" Bepo asked sweetly, looking to Law for approval. Law didn't make eye contact with him or say anything, leaving it to Lyanna to break that news.
"Aw, Bepo. I'm afraid I can't. My work requires me to go where I'm needed. I wouldn't be a great pirate anyway. I'm a scaredy-cat." Lyanna answered with a laugh.
"You'll keep in touch, right? You can call us on our Den-Den Mushi!" Shachi suggested brightly, glancing between the rest of the group for their shared approval of his idea, and they all nodded and voiced their agreement.
"I will. I'll get one as soon as I can. Ikkaku has already snuck the number into my pack, so I can't leave without it." She offered with a smirk, her eyes pointedly on Ikkaku, who rolled her eyes after realising she'd been caught.
"I just didn't want you to forget," Ikkaku muttered, pointedly avoiding her gaze, but Lyanna was pleased she cared so much.
"Do you promise you'll call us?" Bepo enquired shyly, pressing his pointer fingers together.
"I promise," Lyanna answered with a cheery smile, nodding to the group.
Law had stayed quiet until now, aware of all this, but he moved, drawing her attention. His arms had been crossed over his chest, but he relaxed them, allowed some of his composure to drop, and offered a hint of a smile.
"You're always welcome aboard," He said simply, and she knew the offer was already there, but it was nice to hear it out loud.
"Of course!" Shachi concurred with a smile, and the rest of the crew verbally agreed or just smiled and nodded.
"I expect free information for treating you too," Law added.
"Ah, of course. There's always a catch." She retorted, recognising the cheeky glint in his eye. "I'm sure we can work something out, Captain."
"We have to throw you a goodbye party!" Bepo exclaimed loudly, making Hakugan, who was sitting next to him, flinch in surprise.
"Definitely!" Penguin grinned happily and started talking to Bepo about the plan in hushed whispers.
"You don't need to make a fuss. It's okay." Lyanna tried to stop them from scheming, but her attempt failed miserably. They were too excited.
Glancing at Law briefly, he gave her a slight nod as if to tell her to just let it happen, and she huffed softly in amusement. He held her gaze for a moment longer, and it was warmer than she expected. The whole crew knew they were involved physically; they would have heard them plenty of times by now. But Lyanna wasn't quite sure how much further it went beyond lust. It wasn't just satisfying desires; there was something more to it. Chances were, Law playing things close to the chest, he wouldn't tell her if she asked. She probably wouldn't either if he asked. For the situation they had found themselves in, it was a sort of happy accident. They got along, found each other attractive and could engage in intelligent conversation, then fuck each other senseless within the same breath. Would their relationship have developed like this if the circumstances were different? If they didn't have to be in the same small space for the better part of two months?
Lyanna couldn't deny that she had some manner of feeling for him, but whether it was just a strange sense of gratitude for him saving her life, even when she didn't want it, she couldn't say. If things were different, if they had everyday lives, would they still have ended up sharing a bed? Law had made his emotional fondness, if it could be called that, for her clear when she had demonstrated using Observation Haki with him before. She hadn't told him she shared his feelings or acknowledged the possibility to herself yet. It might have been her heart's way of protecting itself when she was in the throes of grief to deny her the chance to admit it to herself. Either way, she couldn't deny it any longer. He had brought her to his room and simply slept beside her last night. Surely, he wouldn't have done that if their attraction was only physical. When they were alone, his occasional displays of affection had made their mark on her heart, reinforcing that his exterior wasn't all that made up the man underneath.
Jean Bart nudged her arm gently, forcing her from her thoughts. He smiled down at her. "It was nice to meet you."
"It was lovely to meet you, too. Do me a favour and look after your Captain for me once I leave?" Lyanna wrapped her arm around his large one, nuzzling into him affectionately.
"I will. I owe him my life." Jean Bart smiled down at her, not a man of many words, but he said only the essential things.
"Thanks." She answered before squeezing his arm tightly and letting it go before getting up and helping clean up after dinner.
Hakugan and Law were already talking about their next destination since Bepo was too busy chatting about the party plans with Penguin. They had now drawn Ikkaku, Uni and Clione into it too.
Lyanna smirked at them and helped Jean Bart clean up, always doing her part and pulling her weight...
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The crew were preparing for them to make port, and Law said they would stay overnight to get supplies and rest, but it was also an excellent way for him to allow the crew to give her the send-off they wanted. She couldn't deny that it was a sweet gesture from everyone, and she was grateful they'd come to care for her in the short time she'd had with them. Ikkaku had kept reminding her all day that she needed to call them at least once a week and that there was a shop to purchase a Den-Den Mushi on the island they were stopping at.
Lyanna had been smiling most of the day, enjoying everyone's enthusiasm. She hadn't run into Law today, meaning he was likely holed up in the surgery doing whatever he usually did there. Probably cleaning, maintaining and calibrating his equipment.
He emerged as if summoned by her thoughts while they made port at the island. Even though Lyanna followed everyone's lead and helped out while they prepared to disembark, she felt Law's eyes on her a few times. They had planned to go and collect plenty of supplies for their ongoing journey, as well as extra food and drink for the party tonight. When they were anchored, Law had disappeared again.
Aside from Law, Uni and Shachi, everyone else grabbed baskets and crates to carry supplies and headed into the town. The island was called Grayzark and was average in most ways. It wasn't hugely populated or technologically advanced, just like many other islands of the same size and population. They split up to get everything done faster; Jean Bart headed to the butchers, Ikkaku to the bakery, Clione to get fresh produce, and Bepo went to stock up the medical supplies with a list that Law must have given him. Lyanna and Hakugan went to buy some alcohol and conversed quietly on the way. Hakugan never said much but was very polite, and Lyanna liked hanging out with him. However, he was generally at the helm of the sub, and she didn't want to annoy him by sitting there and distracting him.
Once everyone had gotten everything they needed, they met in the town square and returned to the port. The merriment was already in full swing, with lots of laughter, jokes and smiles, which Lyanna appreciated. She didn't want this to be a sad goodbye, so seeing everyone happy was great. She likely would run into them again in person at some stage, or she could always try to meet up with them in the future. It wasn't goodbye forever.
The party started in full swing when they returned to the ship and packed everything away. It was already early afternoon when they docked, so the sun would set in a few hours. Not that it would stop them. The crew was spread out, some in the kitchen, cooking a big feast, some on deck, and a few were running along the sandy beach just a way down from the port, making plenty of noise. Law sat with Bepo, relaxing on chairs they'd pulled above deck for tonight.
Lyanna felt incredibly popular; everyone asked her to come hang out with them, and she was getting dragged somewhere new every five minutes. She didn't mind, though. This was precisely the reason she had made such a good recovery in such a short amount of time. These wonderful, kind and fun people were the reason.
There was scarcely a moment that her cup wasn't full, and she didn't have something to eat in her other hand. Everyone returned to the sub when the sun began to set, enjoying the colourful display in the sky as they ate, drank, talked and joked with each other. Lyanna lay on the deck, resting her head on Ikkaku's lap as they quietly enjoyed the sunset together. They talked about how they would keep in touch, and Ikkaku even suggested that they could speak on the Den-Den Mushi while they ate and bathed together, so it was just like when she was on board with them. Lyanna adored this idea, and it would also make her feel like she could always enjoy a usually monotonous thing with her friend and make it fun.
Everyone partied until the wee hours of the morning, probably keeping the whole island awake with their antics. After the amount of money that they'd spent buying supplies, hopefully, they were okay with it. Lyanna was decently tipsy when some started heading inside or had already fallen asleep on the deck, like Shachi. He was snoring soundly, lying on his back with arms above his head. It was okay for him to stay where he was since it was such a warm night.
Lyanna escorted Ikkaku inside to ensure she got to her bed without passing out before getting there and emerging again. Hakugan and Clione went by her, heading inside just as she exited the door, and they said goodnight and shuffled their feet. She patted them both on the shoulder with a smile and bid them goodnight.
As expected, Law appeared from nowhere, putting his hand on her hip from behind her.
"Hey," He said in a whisper-quiet voice.
"Hey."
"Come with me." He commanded softly.
She was used to his whims and happy to go along with them, so she followed him and stayed silent even as they left the sub. No one seemed to notice or was sober enough to see them go, but it was a safe island, so clearly, Law wasn't worried about leaving. She doubted they'd be going far anyway. He walked with his hands in his pockets and seemed to take care not to go too fast since she was significantly shorter than him. Her shorter legs just couldn't carry her as quickly; for each step he took, she took three.
They headed across to the small beach that some of the crew had been running along earlier, splashing each other like they were still kids. Lyanna smiled at the memory of seeing them so happy, one she'd keep close to her heart even when oceans separated her from her new friends. She didn't notice that she'd slowed down until Law turned around when he was a few metres ahead of her.
"What are you doing?" He asked brusquely, looking like he was frowning from what she could see in the moon's light.
"Nothing." She answered innocently, wondering why he sounded so impatient.
"Hurry up. We've got things to do." He turned his back to her and kept walking.
She quickened her pace a little to try and catch up but was glad he didn't see the amused look on her face. He had sounded so much like a petulant child who wasn't getting what he wanted right when he wanted it, and she struggled to resist laughing out loud in response. Being a few metres away, thankfully, he couldn't hear her suppressed snorts and giggles.
They came to a bend, and when they got around it, it was a vast expanse of beach that they couldn't see from the port. It was beautiful in the moonlight, and Lyanna breathed in awe at the sight. The moon's reflection on the water's surface, the subtle sparkle of the grains of sand, and the twinkle of the stars in the dark sky were exquisite.
Lyanna was too busy enjoying the breathtaking view to see that Law had stopped walking and was watching her intently. When she broke from her trance, she turned to find Law, only to see him staring at her. She tilted her head slightly, wondering if there was a reason for his attention, but before she could ask him, he lifted a hand from his pocket.
With an unmistakable note of seduction, he curled his finger at her to beckon her to come closer. Smirking in anticipation, she did as he wanted and walked over to him. He led her to the start of the sand dunes, where there was a slight valley between the two, creating a small clearing that would shield them from the breeze. As they got closer, Lyanna noticed a large blanket on the sand and frowned in confusion.
"Did you do this?" She queried dryly in an attempt to tease him.
When she looked at him after getting no verbal response, she saw him staring up at the sky, pointedly avoiding her gaze. Her eyes widened as she realised she had just fucked up and wanted to fix it as soon as possible. She didn't doubt he was capable of such a gesture, but she'd just not expected it. It wasn't something she'd ever experienced before.
"When did you get a chance? Weren't you on board while we were getting supplies?" She asked, rifling through her memory to think if he had another chance to do this.
"No." He didn't stop looking directly up, but she could have sworn there was some hint of vulnerability in his tone.
"Oh."
Unable to think of anything eloquent to say, she kicked her sandals off and sat on the blanket. She pulled her knees up and rested her arms on them. Law used his opposite foot to kick off his boots and sat beside her, still sulking a little with his arms crossed over his chest. She nudged him by shifting her body weight and bumping into his side, but he barely moved. He was just too much bigger than her, and all that muscle tone made him heavier than he looked.
He slowly turned his head to stare at her blankly, and she giggled in response.
"Thank you for this." She said, grinning brightly at him, contrasting his schooled expression. "I wasn't expecting it."
The corners of his mouth turned upwards into a small smile, and she nudged him again, with a little more force this time, chuckling madly in the process. This time, she used enough power to unbalance him, and he put a hand out to his left to catch himself. He looked at her again, but she could tell he struggled not to smile, making her giggle even more.
Lyanna partly expected him to retaliate similarly, but instead, he had her swiftly pinned underneath him, his knees between her legs. It caused her breath to hitch, which he heard and smirked deviously in response. The movement had caused his hat to fall off, abandoned on the blanket beside her, leaving his thick, dark hair free. His smirk grew, and she swallowed thickly and instinctively closed her eyes when he lowered his face to hers. She opened them a moment later when nothing had happened, only to find him still smirking proudly, an eyebrow raised in amusement.
He snatched her wrists when she lifted her arms to pull him to her. Her arms had ended above her head when he'd pinned her down, and he took advantage of this, using one of his large hands to cross her wrists and hold them in place. She was totally okay with this kind of retaliation but squirmed beneath him since she couldn't touch him. Enjoying his teasing torture, he moved his face to the crook of her neck, which she gave him better access to. He didn't kiss her, just ghosted his mouth along her skin, the promise of things to come.
His breath fanned through her hair, and she writhed underneath him, desperate for contact. He responded by pushing her wrists a little more since he had only held her with the slightest amount of strength before. Now, he was silently reinforcing that she wasn't allowed to touch him and had to suffer through whatever he had planned. Suffer might have been too strong a word, but it was hard enough to resist him when he wasn't almost licking a line up from her right collarbone to her jaw. This was exasperating but in the best possible way.
Law finally gave in, his lips forming a hint of a kiss on her jawline before he moved to kiss her left shoulder. Gradually, he moved along to her collarbone and pulse point, causing her to hiss. Her breath came in the form of soft moans, and he continued his tantalising movements, slowly losing their tenderness. When he reached her jawline, she tilted her head towards him, but his free hand rapidly grasped her chin, ensuring she didn't move. His hold on her chin and wrists was delicate but just enough to ensure she knew he was in charge and to keep her subdued.
He kissed the corner of her mouth, holding her in place so she couldn't kiss him back, but she lost her patience. With the hold on her wrists and his knees between her legs, she pulled her feet underneath her knees, lifted her hips, and wrapped her legs around his hips as fast as she could. This forced his body to be in complete contact with her own, and she could feel that he was hard from within the confines of his jeans. He wouldn't be able to feel it through their clothing, but she knew that her panties were damp already. Such an effect he had on her.
Law groaned and picked up the pace in response to her action, becoming more rough and passionate. He still didn't let her wrists go but released her chin, unhurriedly dragging his hand over her body. Using her leg lock on him, she rotated her hips to grind against him, making him shiver as he nipped at her neck. He must have decided to punish her for her impatience as he bit down on her pulse point but then licked over it tenderly, causing her to make a noise halfway between a yelp and a moan.
Chuckling mischievously against her skin, he moved his other hand up to her wrists, and she expected him to change his grip, but instead, he released her. She didn't move, though, as he ghosted his fingers and hands along her arms, then over the front of her chest. He sat back on his knees, continuing his hands' path over her, down to her knees, admiring the skin on display. He ran his hand back up her thighs, pushing her shorts further upwards and over the curve of her hips. Hooking his thumb under the hem of her singlet, he tugged it upwards as his fingers ghosted along her stomach. He breathed loudly when he reached her chest while squeezing the soft flesh in his hands. It didn't escape her notice that the bulge in his pants twitched as he all but sighed in pleasure as he touched her.
With his jeans and hoodie on, he was far more covered than she wanted, and she sat up slightly to tug on the bottom hem to indicate her intention to remove it. He acquiesced, allowing her to lift it up until she couldn't reach anymore from her seated position, so he took it off. Chewing on her bottom lip, she ran her pointer finger over his Jolly Roger tattoo, tracing its' lines along the lean muscle it decorated.
Feeling his gaze on her, she knew he was watching her every movement and decided it was her turn to have some control. Not that she hadn't immensely enjoyed being pinned down, touched, caressed and kissed by him. Shifting to her knees, Law stayed still as she continued tracing his tattoos, but with her tongue instead of her fingers. She could feel his breath in her hair and the expansion of his chest as he inhaled deeply.
Glancing upwards at him, his yellow eyes felt like they were burning holes in her with the heat in them; biting his lip as he watched her. As she resumed her path with her tongue, she reached down to run her hand along the hard bulge in the crotch of his jeans. She could both hear and feel the rumble from his chest in response to her movements, and it encouraged her to undo the button and zipper of his jeans. It was satisfying to hear him be a little more vocal than usual when they were in the sub. Since they were away from the sub and the town (which was likely his plan), he didn't seem to hold back.
Making eye contact with him as she tugged his underwear down, revealing him in all his glory, she gripped him and slowly began to move. His eyes fluttered, and he held her gaze the best he could, tangling his fingers in her hair. She teased him a little more, moving at a relaxed pace until his head rolled back as he groaned; she thought he deserved to be spoiled a little. Usually, he was more dominant, so she didn't really get much chance to focus on his pleasure. This was their last night together, so she wanted to make it memorable.
Leaning downwards, she felt his grip on her hair tighten sharply as she licked him playfully, testing the waters. He swore under his breath and groaned low and long as she put her lips around him. The hand in her hair relaxed a little, as he might have worried it was too forceful, but as she began to move, his hold tensed and loosened fractionally in time with her movements.
Suddenly, his grip changed, moving to stop her from continuing and nudging her back off him. His expression was close to feral as she looked up at him questioningly before he hovered over her, making her slant backwards. Putting a hand down to balance himself, he used the other to grasp the back of her neck and pull her into a searing kiss that made her toes curl. He bit her bottom lip, weakening her knees until her back was on the blanket again. Releasing his grip on her, he tugged her singlet off, her bra straps down, unhooked it much faster than she expected, and flung it away as if it burned him. Her shorts were next, also flung off to wherever.
Apparently, he was losing his patience, and he swiftly lifted her hips to pull her close to him before he buried his face between her legs. He tugged her panties to one side after running his finger up and down a few times, chuckling with pride at their dampness. Not seeming interested in teasing her any longer, he ran his tongue over her before all but devouring her.
Confident that her eyes were rolling back in her head, her legs shook, and her toes curled tightly as she held onto his hair as he threatened to make her scream the island awake with his mouth. When he firmly pushed a finger inside her, her back arched off the blanket, and she moaned his name loudly. She felt him smile against her, then continue his incredibly pleasurable assault on her, not letting up even a little. He added a second finger, curling them slightly as he moved them within her, making her whole body shake so much he had to clamp an arm over her hips.
Before she hit her high, he slowed his pace and pulled away, making her whimper.
"Disappointed?" He licked his lips, appearing to enjoy the taste of her.
"Yes. You know you're great at that." She answered breathlessly, safely assuming she wouldn't be able to walk later.
"Ready for me?" He shifted his jeans and underwear down a little further, clearly not caring enough to waste time taking them off.
Lyanna could only manage a nod, outstretching her arms to accept him, and he settled between her legs. He stared into her eyes and entered her slowly, letting her adjust to him momentarily. Both of them breathed shakily, and then Law started to move, creating a good rhythm for both of them. He kissed her fiercely, smothering their moans, and she dug her nails into his back with her legs wrapped around his hips to keep him close.
Not willing to be inactive, even on her back, Lyanna rolled her hips in time with his thrusts. His mouth moved along her neck, and his hand grasped at her breasts, his thumb rubbing against her nipple just the right way. She kept one hand on his back, tangling her fingers through his thick, black hair and tugging on it how he liked. When she did, he grunted in answer and pumped into her faster, increasing the pace until she was moaning in time with his movements.
"Mmm, fuck." He swore against her skin. "You feel amazing."
Before she could respond, he sat back a little, hiked her legs up on his shoulders and resumed, thrusting with more vigour. Her eyes fluttered, and her pleasured moans and gasps hit a higher octave, and he made plenty of his own, able to watch her face as it contorted in bliss. Sweat made his hair cling to his skin, and he let her legs fall from his shoulders to use his thumb on her clit.
"Shit!" She knew that if he kept going, she would climax and melt into a puddle, which was probably his intention.
Law smirked so sexily and smugly that it sent her over the edge. "That's it, baby." He growled, not stopping as she shattered.
When Lyanna opened her eyes a few seconds later, Law squinted with focus and cracked an eye open to look at her as she came down. He slowed down until he pulled out of her altogether, and she stared in confusion.
"We're not done yet. Nowhere near it." Law answered her silent question, then put a hand under her right hip. "Roll over." His voice was low and commanding in a way that made her bite her lip at the sound of it.
She did as he asked, and he kissed down her spine as he moved into position. He pulled her panties down to her thighs so they weren't in the way. When he was ready, he thrust in roughly, making her cry out. He occasionally pressed kisses to her back and shoulder as he moved in and out of her, allowing her to hear his primal, pleasured noises. He stopped abruptly and pulled out of her.
"Knees up." He said as he held onto her hips and lifted them up so she knew he wanted her on all fours. "Good girl." He praised her as she did what he asked.
"Oh fuck, Law," Lyanna exclaimed when he entered her again.
"Y'like that?" His reply was strangled.
All she could manage was something resembling a nod, and he sighed in response. Grabbing a fistful of hair, he tugged on it pleasurably, pounding into her perfectly. It was a good idea that he'd planned for this to happen a distance away from people since they were both rather loud in vocalising their pleasure. He released her hair and grasped her hips tightly to keep her in the right place, and Lyanna could tell Law was struggling to maintain control.
After a few more thrusts, he stopped, sat back on his knees and took a breath. Lyanna spun around and shuffled towards him, and he smirked as she moved to climb on top of him. Despite the cool breeze, beads of sweat decorated his brow and hers. She straddled him, and he took the opportunity to lever upwards for a moment and take one of her nipples in his mouth, flicking his tongue over it before she pushed his shoulders down. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, enjoying the loud groan it elicited from him when he was entirely inside her.
Holding her hips, he held onto her as she began to ride him, supporting herself with her hands on his chest, occasionally grinding against him, which made him hiss. She knew he loved it when she was on top, and she did her best to do exactly what he liked, feeling him tense underneath her as he squeezed his eyes shut. He bent his knees up, shifting her forward slightly, and met her thrusts with his own, driving up into her.
"Harder." He all but begged her, and she acquiesced, bouncing on him roughly. "Just like that. Don't stop."
Doing as he wished, she kept up her pace and vigour as Law struggled to hold on underneath her. He shifted his weight to snake a hand between their bodies, heightening her pleasure as he touched her in the right spot.
"Cum with me." He breathed, his voice drunk with lust and pleasure.
"Law!" She called out loudly, moments before her body shuddered and bucked against him wildly.
"Yes, Lyanna!" He drove into her uncontrolled and rough as he climaxed with her.
Lyanna ground herself on him as she came down, trying her best to heighten his pleasure as she lay across his chest. Law moaned her name again until he returned to his senses and wrapped his arms around her. He pressed a kiss to her temple as they both caught their breath after their heaven-splitting pleasure. Neither moved for a few minutes until Lyanna's knees began to complain at their position.
When she rolled off him, they both sighed as their bodies separated. Law put his arm out for her to put her head on, and they stared at the sky for a while before he broke the silence.
"So, you're staying here when we leave tomorrow?" He asked softly, in contrast to the loud groans he was making a few minutes ago.
"Yeah..." She answered softly.
He wasn't asking just to make conversation to fill the silence but to remind her that she could stay if she wanted. She appreciated his kindness, no matter how subtle it might be.
"Even after that?" He teased, reminding her they couldn't fuck like that if she left.
She snorted in laughter. "Law." She swatted him playfully and smiled.
He was smiling, too, but there was a sad hint to it that she couldn't ignore. The Heart Pirates had made her feel so welcome and been so accommodating during her time on board with them, and she wouldn't forget that anytime soon. Whatever it was between them, it wasn't life-changing. Still, it was a very welcome interlude, especially after all the grief she'd experienced. She'd found common ground with the 'Surgeon of Death', part of the so-called Worst Generation of pirates.
"I'll be buying a Den-Den Mushi first thing in the morning. I think if I didn't, Ikkaku would literally hunt me down. She would make Hakugan turn the sub around," Lyanna said with a soft laugh.
Law huffed faintly in amused agreement before putting his free arm behind his head.
"Should we head back to the sub?" She asked, unsure how long they were going to lay naked on the not-so-private beach.
He tilted his head just enough to look at her sidelong, an eyebrow raised in question. "You didn't think we were finished, did you?"
"Uhhh..." she trailed off, surprised but not unhappy about what Law was insinuating.
"Tsk. Not even close." He muttered with a soft huff as he looked back at the sky.
She saw his eyes narrow and brow knit together before he spoke again.
"Do you want to go back to the sub?" He questioned as if he thought it appropriate to check in case she did.
"Nope." Came her swift response, no hesitation.
"Good. Then come sit on my face." Law stated so casually that it took her a moment to register what he said.
"What?" She said, still somewhat stunned.
"You heard me." He turned to look at her, smirking with seductive enthusiasm before he licked his lips.
Lyanna laughed at his expression, equal parts turned on and stunned at his request. His yellow eyes were already dark with lust and a glint that said he had plenty more planned for tonight.
She certainly wouldn't deny him...
