Chapter 11
Lyanna was cleaning up in the kitchen with Penguin, and Law walked in to find them laughing about something unknown to him. Seeing her smile was good, and he was glad to see her progress. Even though she was still grieving, now she could laugh and have fun. Law stayed out of their way as best he could while he made a cup of tea and sat down on the couch. It only took another minute for them to finish their cleanup. Lyanna made a cup of tea for herself, and Penguin went on his way elsewhere. Penguin gave his Captain a cheeky smirk as he left the kitchen area, and Law knew that he was purposely giving them privacy.

She came and sat near him on the couch and sipped her tea. He eyed her for a moment until she turned to look at him. When he had been watching her before, he kept having flashes of imagined situations where he was doing all sorts of things to her. Different positions and places, and imagining how she would sound saying his name in the heights of pleasure. Her long hair fell over her shoulder, and he wondered if she liked it being pulled on during sex.

"Hmm?" Her sound of questioning snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Nothing." His answer came a little quicker than it should have if he didn't want her to suspect anything.

It wasn't like she hadn't been receptive to his flirting and had been flirting right back with him. Since their kiss the other day, the mood between them had changed, but the status quo hadn't quite settled yet. Maybe it was time to establish exactly what he wanted between them.

He shuffled closer to her and put an arm over her shoulder. He could smell the scent of what he assumed was either her soap or shampoo. She returned his affectionate gesture by placing a hand on his thigh and leaning her head into his chest. He pressed his nose to her hair, and she squeezed his thigh in answer. They'd not progressed further than the kiss they shared on deck the other day and the one in his room, and Law was having trouble holding back. Especially since they were alone. It was too hard to resist, so he thought he would test the waters. He brushed her hair back and ran his tongue along the shell of her ear. Her breath hitched in her throat, and he smirked in satisfaction. Her hand squeezed his thigh again, and she tilted her head away to allow him better access. Pleased that she was receptive and encouraging, he continued moving down to her neck. Her breathing became heavier and faster while he kissed and nibbled her neck. Gradually, he moved up along her jaw but purposely avoided her mouth, trying to tease her.

His teasing only lasted another minute when she must have lost her patience. The hand on his thigh moved straight to his crotch, and he grunted in surprise and excitement. He was already starting to pitch a tent, but her hand on him accelerated the process.

"My room. Now." He whispered in her ear and nudged her forward to stand up.

She took her time standing, probably trying to pay him back for teasing her. He rolled his eyes but guessed it was only fair she got some payback. They walked at pace towards his room and couldn't have opened the door and closed it behind them any faster. Immediately they pounced on each other, hands touching everywhere they could reach. Law walked them towards the bed and sat Lyanna down on the edge. He lifted her top over her head and scrambled to take her bra off, flinging it elsewhere in the room. She was too short to pull his shirt off from her seated position, making him huff in amusement, so he did it for her. But since she could reach the waistband of his pants, he let her do that, enjoying the haste with which she completed her task. She looked up at him with her bottom lip pulled between her teeth, and he growled primally as he let his jeans fall to the floor.

Putting a knee on either side of her, he shimmied them further up on the bed. Swiftly, he undid the button on her shorts and yanked them off, purposely leaving her underwear on so he could prolong the suspense. He moved on top of her to kiss her before he moved down her body. She tugged on his hair, and her soft moans drove him mad. He took time to worship her breasts, having imagined his hands and mouth on them many times. He circled his tongue around each of her nipples, and nibbled softly, before continuing exploring as he moved down her body. As he moved, he began running a finger between her legs. With her underwear in the way, his soft touch barely ghosted over her, until she began to move her hips against him, trying to force more contact. Moving his face to her inner thigh, he ran his tongue along her skin, enjoying as she watched him with dark eyes.

When he put his mouth between her legs, she bit down on her finger to stop her from making too much noise. He purposely didn't remove her underwear, having too much fun torturing her.

"Stop teasing." She was close to pleading with him.

He smirked and relented but took his time taking her underwear off while she panted impatiently. As he pushed a finger inside her, she moaned low and long, until he couldn't go any deeper. He watched her face, her eyes squeezed shut as he moved his finger inside her, beginning to withdraw it before pushing it back in again. Her back arched off the bed, and he made his own noise of enjoyment as he appreciated the sight before him. After a few minutes, he had to stop, wanting nothing more than to replace his fingers with another part of him. His intention was to tease her, but it also teased him as well.

When he kissed her again, he was pleasantly surprised when she flipped them over, got on top of him, and took control. He grasped at her breasts, and she slowly moved her hips against him. Squeezing his eyes shut, it was her turn to tease him, and judging by the look on her face, she was enjoying it. Torturously slow, she ground her hips down on him while he watched, enamoured with her. Her pleasured gasps only made it harder for him to let her keep control since he just wanted to fuck her until she screamed his name. With his own underwear in the way, partly damp from her movements, he couldn't get what he wanted until they were gone. Lifting his hips carefully so he didn't throw her off him, he awkwardly tried to pull them down, desperate to be inside her. Lyanna had other ideas and pushed her weight down to stop him.

"Not yet." She shook her head with a lustful look in her eyes.

He groaned frustratedly, but she quickly distracted him when she leaned over to kiss him. When she moved and nipped at his neck, he grasped her tighter. Guessing she would pay him back again, he figured he would enjoy it. This time when he lifted his hips, she removed his underwear and smiled devilishly. Returning the favour from before, she took him in her mouth, and he tightly grabbed the blanket in his hand. His other hand was on her head, tangling his fingers in her hair.

"Fuck." He choked out, his mind going blank, only able to focus on the feeling of her mouth on him. If she felt this good already, he'd have a hard time keeping this up for as long as he wanted.

After a minute, she stopped and moved to straddle his hips again. He smirked at her, guided himself in place and bit his lip as she sank down onto him. Lyanna moaned, and her head tilted back. He couldn't hold back his own guttural noise of pleasure. As best he could, he kept his control and had to keep trying as she began moving. Law's hands stayed on her hips, helping to guide the pace and Lyanna's hands were on his chest to keep her balanced. He bent his knees up so he could move with her, not one to be idle even though she was on top. She felt amazing, and she seemed to know exactly what he wanted. She moved against him slowly but with vigour, occasionally rotating her hips around. He knew they weren't being quiet, and the entire crew probably knew what they were doing, but he didn't really care. He couldn't help it anyway, and if he got his way, she would be screaming his name loud enough for the whole of the Grand Line to hear her.

Sweat made his hair cling to his forehead. He squeezed his eyes shut as Lyanna hit a particularly pleasurable spot, and she seemed to notice from his facial expression. So she ground against him in the same way, biting her lip to stifle her moans as she smiled deviously. He pulled her down onto him with more force, and thrusting upwards to meet her as well.

"That's it. Right there." He said breathlessly, grasping her hips with almost enough force to bruise. "Ah, Lyanna. Fuck yes."

As requested, she repeated the same motions until he had to move, lest everything would be over far too quickly. Before he adjusted, though, he met her downward movements with his own upwards thrusts a few times, making her quiver. He sat up, putting a hand behind him to support his weight, wrapping the other around her waist. Holding her close, he kissed her intensely, sucking on her bottom lip. When he struggled to maintain control again, he moved her onto her back. Just as he had imagined before, she looked incredible. Her hair splayed out on the mattress, her face flushed and her eyes dark with lust. She reached out and ran a hand down his torso as she held his gaze, urging him to continue. To encourage him, she put her legs around his hips and nudged him forward. He gave her a smirk and complied with her silent request, guiding himself inside her again and enjoying the sound it elicited from her. Simultaneously, he kissed along her neck and collarbone before returning to her mouth, exploring it with his tongue. Rocking her hips in time with his movements, she dug her nails into his back, causing him to hiss. When he kissed her, it muffled their sounds of pleasure. He hooked an arm under one of her legs and put it onto his shoulder, reaching deeper than before. Humming his enjoyment, he pounded into her harder, and her moans became higher and higher pitched.

"Fuck!" She called out, her back arching off the bed.

When he stopped suddenly, she whimpered in confusion and disappointment. He ran his thumb across her bottom lip as he spoke. He was barely holding on, but he couldn't let either of them finish until he got what he wanted.

"Say my name." He commanded softly.

"Shit." She answered breathlessly and tried to move her hips, but he didn't let her.

"No." He shook his head and made sure he gave her the impression he wouldn't move until she said what he wanted. She'd not said his name since they'd met, and saying it right now would fulfil a fantasy he'd had for a while.

"...Law." Her tone was still lustful, but it also held desperation and impatience.

His smirk was all the answer he gave her before he moved, harder and faster than before, rewarding her for giving him what he wanted. He was ever so close and just wanted to hold on long enough for her to come with him. Reaching down to massage her sensitive nub of nerves, she couldn't stop the loud moan that escaped her, which almost undid him. A moment later, she called his name loudly again, her legs shaking and back arching off the bed. His own sound of pleasure was a deep rumble in his chest and the back of his throat. She shuddered against him, and her muscles contracting around him sent him over the edge, and he growled against her neck. They reached their high together, and he collapsed next to her, taking a few minutes to catch their breath.

"That was…wow." Lyanna managed to muster.

"Yeah." Law agreed breathlessly. "The way you were riding me was fucking amazing."

Lyanna snorted, then laughed as if she was surprised by his compliment.

"You're not too bad yourself. Aside from your penchant for teasing." She whacked him playfully.

He smiled deviously. "You loved every second of it."

"Remind me to tease you more next time. Or maybe I won't ride you with as much fervour." Her response was supposed to get a reaction out of him, so he gave her one.

"You won't go through with that. You liked having me at your mercy too much." He also secretly hoped that she wouldn't go through with it either.

"Hmm. You're right. I did." She laughed. "How could I not? The sounds you made, the way you looked. It was so hot."

They shared a laugh, then took a minute to catch their breath and relax. Law had definitely tired himself out, and Lyanna looked to feel the same. He didn't have enough energy to run them a bath, but they could do that in the morning. Thankfully it was a refreshing night, so they'd cool off quickly.

Lyanna sat up and began looking around like she was trying to find her clothes, and he grabbed her elbow to stop her. Maybe she felt like she had to leave and figured he'd better make it clear that wasn't what he wanted.

"What are you doing?" He asked quietly, and she didn't say anything.

Her expression made him think that she might have thought he only wanted her in bed, and that was all. He wasn't head over heels in love with her, but he did care. He might not be a pillow talk and cuddle afterwards kind of guy, but he wanted her to stay. They had shared his bed before for the purpose of sleep, so it wasn't like sleeping next to one another was new territory.

"Don't go." He allowed himself to show some vulnerability before catching himself. "If you go, we can't have another round in the morning." Although he framed it light-heartedly, he intended to let her know he wanted her to stay.

"Well, goodnight. See you in the morning." She laid down dramatically with a smirk on her face.

"Let's sleep then." He put an arm behind his head and moved a pillow into a better position for her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her smile as she rolled on her side, facing towards him. She closed her eyes, and he leaned over and kissed her shoulder. Her eyes snapped open in surprise, and the smile he saw a hint of a moment ago returned fully.

It wasn't long before they both fell asleep…