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[oxymorayuri]

𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝟐𝟐

𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙

𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐷. 𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟

𝐿𝑎𝑤 ✘ ♀ 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: Rami_rz

Story: The princess of Tanata

[Long Fic]

➽ masterlist

Spoiler: nope

Warnings: nope

slowburn with plot

Wordcount: 4073

Text in italics emphasizes the reader’s thoughts

Bold and italic text emphasizes Law's thoughts *~*

Tagging: @slytherinambitious - @norasincubi - @cottoncandyloverrrr - @one-piece-frvr7 - @hopelesslover06 - @chillerkiller - @sassyyassi

The song I heard while writing: Unlike Pluto - One on One

Stepping foot on the battlefield has always been a thought, but now that the time has come, it still feels unreal.

The sounds of the fighters as you rush past them, while trying to find your grandfather. The cries filled with rage and agony as the sides clash against each other... you're in the middle of a war but you don't really pay attention to it.

Everything around you blurs into the single thought that you have to get to your grandfather quickly.

While the voices are no more than muffled sounds, your eyes carefully scan the square, dodging all attacks with swift moves.

Luckily for you, your eyes didn't have to search any longer and with a snap of your fingers, you teleported directly to him. With a grand entrance, you appeared in the air and landed with steady feet on the ground, your gaze serious to the point where your presence could be felt even in the ground.

Law, who saw you only from afar, while he ran after you with all his might, just saw you disappear in an instant.

His eyes darted around hastily as the fighting around him didn't stop for a second. While he repeatedly defended himself against attacks and knocked out his opponents, he scanned the crowd for you. He doesn't have time to deal with these minions of Doflamingo.

Far more important is to quickly find out who of his crew is present. Guys who are a real threat.

Under normal circumstances, he would simply go find Luffy and Zorro, since he is more than sure that the Straw Hats will join the fight, but somehow he has to find you.

He knows that wherever Zorro and Luffy are, there are strong opponents, but even when he saw Zorro out of the corner of his eye, he didn't even check who the opponent was. The only thing he's looking for is... you.

It goes against his own logic, but thanks to this chaotic scene, he doesn't even realize it himself.

“LEAVE THIS PLACE Y/N! IMMEDIATELY!” A distant shout draws Law's attention and his head turns in the direction where he finally sees you...

Ready to fight, you stand near the king and your lips move in a calm manner. Law may not be able to read the words on your lips, but your confident expression is enough to convince him.

You will fight and no one will keep you from it.

On the other side of the situation, you face an opponent with a determined expression. Looking into his arrogant face, you can tell straight away that he is full of himself. However, you remember those red leather pants and the broad grin on this stupid face...

Another memory comes to you and you know that this pirate is strong, because... he has been here before.

Murderer.

You grit your teeth, just before they crack...

The murderer of my parents.

...Then you breathe calmly.

“Grandfather, your words will no longer hold me back.” Your fierce look makes even your grandpa, who is still built like a mighty warrior, catch his breath. Something cold and razor sharp flashes in your darkened eyes.

“Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.” His grin gets impossibly wider as he approaches with casual steps.

“A little family drama? How heart wrenchingly exciting...” He mocks the tense situation as he licks his lips with joy.

“SILENCE!” With clenched fists, your voice echoes across the place and draws a few glances but the only thing your rage achieves is a laugh from his rotten chest.

Just a few steps in front of you, he comes to a halt and immediately the king and other soldiers stand between the two of you to give you protection.

Yet the pirate remains unfazed and looks down at you with a somewhat lewd look on his face.

Just for a moment you are a little disturbed by his expression but you quickly pull yourself together and give him your anger filled face. You furrow your eyebrows and don't give him the satisfaction of losing your composure. That's just what he's waiting for.

“HAHAHA that's exactly the look I want to see!“ His eyes look dangerously into yours, but in your eyes, this pirate does nothing but look pathetic.

“You know, you'd be the perfect souvenir for Doffy, he'd certainly be pleased… and on the journey home I'll have my fun with you.” There's something so repulsive about his smile that you feel like throwing up.

Suddenly, Law appeared and charged at him with his sword.

“Get lost, Diamante!” Law shouted while the pirate dodged his attack at the very last second.

“You disgusting being don't you dare to speak to me like that!” You walk towards him with disgust in your eyes, your steps firm and your voice proud. No idea what he thinks who he is in front of, but you'll let him see who you are!

“Wait, y/n, he's too dangerous!” But the king's words fall on deaf ears. You won't be held back; your steps are steady on their course.

On your way to him, you mutter curses in anger at the pirate in front of you and raise your hand to perform a slicing motion.

A line of golden light, like a crack in the air, draws itself from your finger, while you don't take your eyes off his figure for a moment. The pirate watches you with intrigued curiosity as your hand disappears into the line of light. His mistake.

Watching your arm disappear further into the crack is quite a sight... until, just when he least expected it, you pull your arm out again in the blink of an eye, holding a glowing sword in your hand and giving him a smile.

Does your smile make him lose his concentration? Absolutely, because the 'oh so confident' pirate hardens for a split second, long enough for you to appear right in front of him with just a snap of your fingers.

Your sword may not have the broadest blade, but depending on how much power you put into it, it has a different effect.

A golden aura surrounds your sword as you channel just enough power into it to send him flying backwards. While he's still processing how you moved with such extraordinary speed, it seemed like an eternity that his body crashed through the thick trees of the jungle.

Hopefully far enough away... and defeated.

You exhale slowly as if you had been holding your breath the whole time and turn around.

“Go back to the palace!“ Says the commanding voice of your grandfather as he approaches you, but you ignore him and head for Law, whose eyes still remain focused on the direction Diamante flew.

“How dangerous is this man, Law?” - “Quite dangerous, and even though you are strong, that blow won't do him much harm.”

You think about it with your hand on your chin, while Law's examining gaze rests on you. What are you doing with the pirates? How do you get rid of them?

But before you can pursue your thoughts, the king grabs you by the shoulder and turns you to face him. His grip is stronger, angrier, and those very emotions reappear in his eyes. In a calm but firm voice, he says,

“Go home.” You stare at him, somewhat speechless, surprised by the way he grabs you. He has never treated you so roughly, but you swallow the feeling and snap at him.

“You have nothing to say to me!” You shrug off his hand and take a step towards him. You won't let yourself be locked away.

“y/n, why don't you understand?” he says quietly but angrily through gritted teeth. His facial features change desperately on his face.

“I just want to protect you!” - “But I don't want to be protected!” You yell at him. For the first time in your life, you yell at him with real force and the sound of your voice makes you take a step back. Surprised by yourself, you take a moment to collect your thoughts and with a crunch under your feet, you turn around.

“I never wanted to be left in the dark. I always knew there were things I didn't know.” Your body remains motionless as you utter the words that have been buried deep inside you for so long, exposing them to those who have always kept you down. With eyes searching for the truth, you turn to face your king.

“…Things you all didn't want me to know.” Your voice is serious, but it breaks because it hurts. You don't even know why it hurts so much. It's almost ridiculous, considering you literally live like a princess, but those are your feelings.

You feel unfulfilled.

Always under the protection of the crown, yet celebrated as the greatest heroine, you know that you have to do more… that you can do much more. But your own family is holding you back from growing. From living. From your true destiny.

“Why won't you let me fight!“ you ask in desperation.

“Because you're not ready yet.” His tone is firm, but you feel something stirring inside you.

“Is it me who's not ready, or is it you?” you say bitterly. Your eyes light up, filled with clarity.

“Heraia would never have wanted you to go into battle… ever.” - “Would Mother have wanted me to be left in this uncertainty?” You approach him and examine his face.

“All my life, you have prepared me for battle, yet I must watch as friends and family are harmed while I am treated like a trophy!" You speak through gritted teeth, feeling the rage deep in your soul.

“At your mother's grave, I swore to her that I would protect you with all my strength, my child...” He tries to explain himself in a whisper, the tone of his voice both apologetic and sincere.

“You are the daughter of my only daughter, and you are stronger than anyone could ever have imagined.” His eyes look down at you with awful sadness.

He is aware, that he can no longer hide his secrets from you and right now you are offering him the opportunity to come clean. He knows that you already know a thing or two, but he can see in your curious eyes that you want to know everything. You want to master the abilities you have been given.

“You were so young when you had developed your own abilities, abilities that no one ever had before." He fondly remembers but sorrow remains in his eyes. Careful not to miss a word, you listen intently to his voice.

“You were only five years old when you ate the devil fruit. The council decided against me, that you must fulfill your duty... Given the circumstances.” - “Circumstances?” you ask, puzzled. Not all of your memories are intact; much remains hidden by your memory loss, but here and there you catch glimpses of the past.

“Yes... Things weren't so good in our country back then. A terrible disease swept through the kingdom.” You blink a little, something tingles in your mind and you remember what he's talking about.

Not that you forgot, no, it's just one of those typical memories, seen through the eyes of a child, that fade over the years but never disappear.

At first, you were a little confused. You couldn't remember seeing any sick people, but you did remember a time when you were only in the palace and the gardens. It was quite lonely. You couldn't even see your friends, and when you asked if you could play with the children in the town, all you heard were excuses.

You could remember how you hadn't really had any contact with anyone except a few people for a while and how people had been very concerned about your health. Doctor's visits were a constant occurrence, which puzzled you even at your young age, because you never felt unwell?

A child does not always pick up on the serious things going on around them, the things adults go through, and especially in your case, everyone made sure you didn't find out.

Sheltered in the palace.

“Why were you against it?” You never really questioned why you ate the devil fruit so early, but you remember the stories and records about your predecessor. You have to admit that no one else was ever that young.

Your grandfather glances briefly to the side. He finds it difficult to choose his words, not because he can't tell you, but because it still upsets him greatly. Especially because there was nothing he could have done to stop it at that time.

“Because you could have died.” he says dryly, the words coming quickly so that they leave his lips immediately.

“WHAT!?” you burst out. He sighs a little and decides to sit down cross legged on the floor, making himself comfortable if you're going to have this little chat. One would think he would look up at you now, but your grandfather is such a giant that you are looking straight into each other's eyes.

“Your body can only withstand the power of the gods after a certain amount of time. Until then; you have to train, find your inner peace, and undergo extensive preparation.”

“I don't want to criticize anyone, and I understand the circumstances, but how could anyone agree to something so risky? Especially when it comes to a child.“ Law, who had been listening attentively until now, interrupts genuinely interested.

In the eyes of the king, you can clearly see a whole different set of emotions. A little bit of desperation and something else but what?

“I didn't have the right. She's the bearer of the Taimu Taimu fruit, and it's her fate to serve the country and ensure its existence...” He speaks as if he's been repeating this to himself for years, with his eyes staring straight ahead.

“…Even if she is a princess.” he added, his voice growing quieter. Being part of the royal family does not protect you from the laws of the land. Even if it is an honor for someone in your own circle to carry out this task, it is difficult to accept when one knows what awaits the chosen one.

And who knows what awaits you? Only the king.

That is the biggest secret besides the ritual you must perform regularly. Not even you know what this secret is, but it's not that you suspect something. You are completely clueless, and in your grandfather's eyes, you always will be.

And your grandfather, the king, carries this secret in his heart like a heavy stone. Like a wound that torments him at night.

He would love to tell you what this secret is, but he is forbidden to do so. If this information reaches the wrong ears, the chosen one could end up acting against his duty, which is understandable. That's how terrifying this secret is.

“Time is precious... use your time wisely, my child.” In the end, he can't bring himself to say any more, and his true thoughts remain unspoken.

He's not even sure if things would change after you knew, and that's somehow worse. At least, that's what his gut feeling tells him. You would never hesitate, and that's clear in his eyes tonight.

You turn around and walk away with firm steps. You are trying to remain strong with an angry expression, but in reality, you just want to hide the tears in the corners of your eyes.

“...Such nonsense...” you whisper before your voice wavers.

Those are tears of anger, not sadness. You've had enough, and you're about to change history, you know that.

Law rushes after you, after casting a searching glance at the king. What just happened feels so suspicious. He totally gets why you feel like you're always being kept in the dark.

“Hey, Princess-ya, slow down.” He grabs you by the shoulder, his grip is much gentler, and you automatically turn around him but avoid his eyes. You don't want to talk about it.

“I know this is a pretty sensitive moment, but we have other things to worry about.” he says in a calm and clear voice.

He's right...

There are other things you should be worrying about right now... everything else can wait. Your chest fills with air as you take a deep breath. You pause briefly, the air still pressed into your lungs, and then you let it out all at once.

Don't lose your composure, you think to yourself as your eyes monitor the fights around you.

But you have no idea what to do?

Feeling frustrated, you watch as the people around you give their all to protect this sacred ground and protect everyone else in the kingdom. Yet what can you do? You nervously move your fingers.

Law watches as the fire in your eyes grows dim, your breathing becomes flat but not steady. He knows exactly what you're feeling just by looking at you, because he knows how it felt. The feeling when you don't know what to do next.

“Now listen to me carefully, princess.” His voice is serious but comfortingly low and the only thing you hear on this battlefield has now become his voice.

“I have an idea, but it might be a bit risky. You just have to stick to my plan.” You nod attentively as he holds your shoulders to calm you down.

“Okay.” His hands squeeze your arms lightly and then let go of you.

There's something very gentle about his eyes, but his words are so smooth and rational when he explains his strategy. You're kind of jealous of the way he handles things with such composure and intelligence.

“The difficult thing about this whole plan is that we don’t have much time, -..." You swallow hard. You aren't given much time because you have to stop the time and you cannot hold it for very long...

"...- but if everyone does their part, it should go down smoothly.” - “But the damage would be so great, a whole section of the island's edge would break away if we did that. That would make the island vulnerable.” You point out.

It's a clever idea to cut off a chunk of the island and push all the pirates away with it, but you're worried it's too big of a risk.

“Either take the risk or face our destruction." His profound words shook something inside you.

Without another word, you turn around and walk over to your grandfather, telling him about Law's idea. The king looks over at Law, surprised by his idea but still impressed but the look on his face gives nothing away.

The king gave a speech on the battlefield, his voice echoing across the ground while you and Law gathered a few important people on the battlefield. Those who were able to turn away from the fight gathered around the Kind and he briefly explained Law's strategy.

As the fighters from Tanata and your pirate friends lined up after cornering most of their enemies at the edge of the island, you gathered your energy and focused on the feeling, deep inside your stomach.

Law told you that he would give you a sign when you should stop time. While your eyes are closed, you can hear the battle cry of your comrades as they join Law and Zoro in ramming their swords into the ground with all their might. The combined force almost overwhelms you as you feel the Haki of your friends.

Beneath your feet, an increasing crack forms, slithering across the ground like a snake that keeps growing. The entire floor moves and the leaves of the trees rustle wildly while the people around you continue to push the enemies to the other side of the crack.

You blink briefly as a bright blue light shimmers through your eyelids to see Law with a firm grip on his sword, channeling all his strength through it.

The combined force of all the people is so intense that the wind blows fiercely all around. So strong that some even lose their footing and break away... but it's almost beautiful how Law's sweater blows in the wind and hiw his power strikes like a blue lightning bolt... if it weren't such adangerous situation.

“Princess-ya NOW!!!” He tries to say before finally losing his grip on his sword.

But you don't even get a chance to stop the time...

Yet time seems to stand still when you hear a painful groan behind you. A shiver runs down your spine as you recognize the voice.

Slowly, you turn your head. Your heart is beating so fast that any sudden movement would overwhelm your body, and when your eyes meet the sight before you, you feel like you're in your worst nightmare.

Your Dream.

That's exactly what happened. Your grandfather in front of you, stabbed in the back, right through his heart, by a monster with a hideous grin wich is painted in red.

You feel the pulse in your head as the king's lips move slowly with blood flowing out. In your dream you couldn't hear his words, but here on the battlefield, that's all you can notice. No matter how loud it is around you or how quietly he says these words, they echo clearly in your mind.

“Don't be sad, my child.”

Were his words as he sank to his knees and Diamante drew his sword from his back while pushing him with his foot. Before he could hit the ground because of the rough treatment, you rushed to him and gave him stability.

Frantically you tried to heal him, but the heart is a very complex organ and the time is already up before you had a chance to go back. Besides, there's not much left of the heart that you want to heal after seeing the hole in his chest.

Completely beside yourself, you stare wide eyed at your grandfather's blood smeared lips as they move one last time, but no sound comes out. Your tears flow like waterfalls down your cheeks, but you are so distraught that it seems as if you are somewhere else entirely. You can only watch as the light in your king's eyes fades away.

After his chest rose one last time, letting the last bit of air escape from his lungs, you came to your senses.

Tears streamed down your face as you sobbed uncontrollably. Your voice is filled with unbearable pain as you cry desperately across the place. Unable to accept what has happened, you bury your face on his chest, not caring that you smear yourself with his blood.

“This can't be true, it's all just a dream.” Your voice just a broken whisper.

Law came toward you weakly but with clear determination, putting his hand on your shoulder to pull you away from your grandfather, but you wouldn't budge.

He thinks about the plan, but he also thinks about you and the pain you must be feeling. He looks around to check on the others while you try desperately to convince yourself that it's all just a dream.

Most of the others are completely exhausted from the sword action and the crack continues to spread. He has to bring you back to your senses quickly so you carry out his plan, otherwise everything will have been for nothing.

When he looks back at you, he notices how a few strands of your hair float in the air and little by little your hair turns snow white...

Worried, he shook you by the shoulders, but you just whimpered, your hands drenched in the blood of your beloved grandfather...

Thanks to everyone who waited patiently. I hope you're still enjoying the story. I certainly am. I needed a little time, motivation, and inspiration to get back into working on my stories, but I think I've got my mojo back :D

Does anyone have any suggestions for what to read here? Obviously stories involving Trafalgar D. Law and Portgas D. Ace would also be great. Thanksssss :3

Kiss kiss, your yuri ♡

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𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝟸𝟷

𝑇𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟

𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐷. 𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟

𝐿𝑎𝑤 ✘ ♀ 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: arisue_kanako

Story: The princess of Tanata

[Long Fic]

➽ masterlist

Spoiler: nope

Warnings: nope

slowburn with plot

Wordcount: 4102

Text in italics emphasizes the reader’s thoughts

Bold and italic text emphasizes Law's thoughts *~*

Tagging: @slytherinambitious - @norasincubi - @cottoncandyloverrrr - @one-piece-frvr7 - @hopelesslover06 - @chillerkiller - @sassyyassi

The song I heard while writing: Linkin Park - Waiting for the End |

Your head is spinning and the voices of the others are muffled as you try to control your panic. Tanata is at war?

“…take her to her room, she should get some rest.” – “No!” Anatol's words snap you out of your trance and you interrupt him sharply. You don't have time to rest.

“Where is my grandfather? Take me to him!” you demand. Anatol's eyes glance uncertainly from your eyes. He is in no position to refuse your command, but he senses a drama in the making.

“Follow me, I was on my way to see him, as well.” He turns around and takes the first step.

“Where.exactly.is.my.grandfather!?” you question the king's loyal right hand man. Out of the corner of his eye, he looks at you with his usual calculated manner.

“...He is preparing himself at the armory. ” His answer is short and he looks straight ahead again. You suddenly stop, your fingers moving nervously.

He is preparing himself?

Law turns to face you and studies your nervous face. Now you realize what he is preparing for, and you don't like it at all.

From the depths of your mind, a long forgotten memory surfaces. It feels like a curse that is haunting you once more. Without thinking twice, you start to run.

No, no, no, no, no!

Law tries to grab you, but you ran off so suddenly that he didn't have a chance to grasp you. Without paying attention to the others, he runs after you, and they just watch you go. Anatol doesn't bother; he knows you and your grandfather have a few words to discuss.

As you run across the training ground, you see the soldiers preparing for further action, loading the carts and marching in formation. On closer inspection, you realize that it is a reinforcement troop.

You suspect that your uncle's squad must have suffered some significant losses, if they are preparing for reinforcements already. The squad is almost set for their attack, the only thing missing is their leader…

You storm into the building where your grandfather is preparing, slamming the doors loudly to announce your presence.

The people present look at you in surprise, but you ignore their glances. Your eyes search for your grandfather and they finally find him.

“What are you doing!” He turns towards the sound of your voice while putting on his gauntlet. His eyes stare down at you, the color in his eyes completely extinct. His gaze goes to Law, who is catching his breath after you two ran across the entire castle grounds.

His gaze is stern. He already noticed how close you have become with the outsiders, there's always someone with you and that bothers him greatly, but he knows there's nothing he can do about it.

“I'm going to war, in case you hadn't noticed.” His voice pierces your heart as he walks past you. He just leaves you standing there.

Panic arises in you. Your fingers become sweaty, while your heart beats faster and even if you want to say something, you fail to form proper words. His behavior demonstrates that he is still mad at you, but you feel the same. You also have a right to be angry with him.

You bite your lip. Even if you don't want to give in at all, you don't have the heart to remain stubborn. Your lips tremble a little as you watch him walk away from you, his cloak blowing in the wind.

Why does it feel like you're seeing him for the last time if you don't stop him? The feeling in your chest nearly crushes you as the tears gather.

“Wait!“ you call after him, but his steps remain focused on their task. You squeeze your eyes shut; it hurts how he ignores you. Can't he just put aside his anger for a moment and stop treating you like he's already cut you out of this family?

“…P- Please…” you plead desperately.

The king hesitates. Your weak voice isn't something he is able to withstand, since he wants to protect the lovely girl whom you are, and hear you laugh. He has made it his duty to protect you from everything, so that this smile, which makes you uniquely you, will always remain. But why does he doubt that this is the right way?

His hesitant reaction gives you hope, and you watch him from a certain distance as he turns to you. His expression is still stern, but he breathes out an exhausted sigh.

“You know I have to go.” He spreads his arms as if to assure you that there is no other way. You look away, feeling disheartened. Why doesn't he understand?

“But don't you remember?” You look up at him like a little, vulnerable girl, or at least that's how he sees you, and get closer to him. You ask if he doesn't remember? But of course he remembers.

“My child, they were just dreams.” - “No, they weren't. You don't know how it felt.” you desperately try to convince him, to make him understand how it felt back then.

“It felt real.”

You approach him slowly until you are standing right in front of him, looking straight into his eyes. The king looks deep into your determined eyes, although they still flicker with fear. In his eyes, it's just a silly dream of yours, but if it really was a glimpse of the future, is there anything that can be done about it?

His stern expression fades and he gently takes you by the shoulders. Whatever happens, he must fight for this kingdom. For the children and their parents, for the history of the country and the future that is yet to come. He must fight for all of this today, as the King of Tanata.

“I believe you, my child, but that doesn't change what I have to do.” His thumb wipes a tear from your cheek. You search for words to change his mind, but slowly you realize that he is prepared to die tonight. It feels like you are enjoying the warmth of his love one last time, but with a little ache in your heart.

You have no control over what is going to happen and that hurts like hell. Looking into his eyes for the last time, you wish your dream was a lie but the stabbing pain in your chest makes you doubt it.

“Please be careful.” is all that comes from your lips as he turns away from you, heading for the troops. Watching from afar, your heart breaks a little more as you watch him rush out of the training grounds. You are afraid for him, terribly afraid.

All alone with your feelings, everything around you seems to be happening slowly. But by the time you came to your senses, everyone had left. Only Law is standing next to you, putting a hand on your shoulder.

“What are you going to do now?” What are you going to do, he asks? You think for a moment. There is only one thing you can do and that is to fulfill your own duty. You will send the pirates to hell.

You will make sure that none of your people have to suffer.

Not again.

Your feet move with a firm step, your goal is clear.

You're getting ready for war.

Law, who has been waiting for an answer, hurries to your side and tries to keep up with your pace while asking for your reply.

“I will join them.” Your decision is firm and it shows in your voice. Law looks straight ahead, his expression serious. He could guess your answer, but he had the feeling that you needed to say it out loud to escape your stupor.

“You shouldn't do that. The king will be angry.” Says your personal servant with a worried voice. You turn to her after looking at yourself in a mirror, dressed in the armor of Tanata.

The armor protects the most important parts of the body while maintaining full flexibility. Eye catching colors and golden accents adorn your clothes once again.

It is easy to see that you are an important person and for the first time you feel proud when you look at yourself in the mirror. You have been waiting a long time to show everyone, that you can protect your kingdom.

“Zoe... I don't care if he's upset when he sees me on the battlefield. That's one of my duties as the holy child of Tanata, and everyone knows it.”

Your cold stare makes your maid flinch a little. This determination is very different from your usual self. This isn't about you being tempted by adventure or driven by curiosity to do something reckless.

You look serious for the first time. Dead serious.

With a nod and a tear rolling down her cheek, she quietly says goodbye. On the one hand, she is happy that you have grown so much and are a strong woman, but on the other hand, she is worried about you.

Tonight she will pray for your safety.

You leave the room and enter the next one, where Law is already waiting for you. He is sitting on the sofa casually, waiting to get started. He looks up at you, legs crossed and his hand firmly on the handle of Kikoku.

“You seem ready, judging by your face.” - “Yes.” Without wasting any more time, you turn around. Slowly rising to his feet, Law stretches once more and follows you with unhurried steps. A smile forms on his lips.

He has never seen a face like that on you.

Running through the thick green of the jungle, your feet carry you faster than usual. Everything around you seems to blur as you stare straight ahead. Not a single word passes your lips, as the two of you make your way through the jungle.

While Law tries hard to get a glimpse of your face, you don't even realize that he is still with you. Your only goal is to reach the battlefield as fast as possible.

While the word 'faster' keeps repeating itself like a mantra in your head, Law tries to get your attention. He has had a specific question since earlier. He goes out of his way to reach your level as you rush like lunatics through the jungle.

“Hey princess-ya.” But there is no answer.

“Hey!“ He repeated louder, but to no avail.

“Hey y/n!” As soon as your ears heard your name, your head finally turned to face him. You looked at him, somewhat confused. Should you slow down a bit? Law seemed a bit out of breath; keeping up with your speed was no joke, but unfortunately you cannot slow down.

“Earlier, when you were talking to your grandfather, what were you talking about?” Your gaze turns away from him. Law is already so close to you, he knows so much about you and your power that he actually belongs in prison, but this time you hesitate.

It's not like he shouldn't hear it. You hesitate to say it outright. Just the thought of it scares you, but as long as it's just a thought, it's not reality, you try to convince yourself, but is that possible?

Maybe you're getting tired of talking about this? It's like every word you say about it makes it true, but that's nonsense, you know that. You're just scared of talking about it, but you know you have to deal with it.

“When I was younger, I had dreams. They weren't anything special, but something felt different about them… They felt real.“ Law listens quietly as you continue to run.

“They were harmless dreams, like a servant slipping in the hallway while someone else was mopping the floor, or the soup being too salty.” A wry smile crosses your lips.

“The adults thought it was just the empty talk of a bright child, but I am convinced that it was true. I saw the salt falling into the pot and, like I said, the soup was oversalted.” Law tries to make sense of your words while something dawns on him. The story you are telling seems so familiar, but what was it?

You grind your teeth because once again you have to talk about the misfortune of that time, as if the past were catching up with you again and again.

“After being in a coma for so long, I lost some memories and, among other things, a few abilities.” Your eyes look curiously at Law, wondering why he is listening to all this, but you continue speaking.

“A few months ago, however, I had a dream that felt so real that I woke up crying.” You swallow hard. Law's eyes immediately turned to you as he heard the crack in your voice. There's suffering in your voice.

“I dreamt that Tanata was at war again. In the distance, I saw the pirates flag being engulfed by fire and the opponents screaming in despair. It seemed as if we were going to win... but then there was a painful feeling in my chest like a knot tightening… suddenly I saw my grandfather's face. He lay there lifeless... his face pale as snow...”

You force yourself to hold back your emotions. Once again, you are on the verge of tears. You are very afraid of what is going to happen.

Is today the day from your dream? Your family is quite secretive with you about your dreaming, but you have the feeling that it used to be different, but the memories of your childhood are quite hazy.

Law grabs your arm and forces you to come to a halt. Suddenly, the jungle that you had previously blocked out reappears around you. Law's cool hands grasp your cheeks and force you to look up at him. Quivering, you look into his eyes. Only now you realize how restless your whole body is.

“I believe you.” His deep voice, so low it's barely a whisper, echoes deep inside your head and his eyes shine with sincerity at you. Surprised, you take a sharp breath and your whole body relaxes immediately.

How does he manage to make you feel so calm all of a sudden?

His eyes make you feel like you can achieve anything. This feeling gives you back the courage, you had forgotten you had. You look up at him with grateful eyes and place your hand over his. The feeling of his hand on your cheek is so comforting that you lose this restlessness in your body.

“Yes... and I know it's true, too.” You smile a little weakly. But it feels good that Law doesn't make you feel like you're talking nonsense. His surprising tenderness warms your heart and your lips curl into a warm grin as you enjoy Law's touch with closed eyes.

Law takes his hands off your face and takes a step back, irritated that he wants to be so close to you. As if it were the most natural thing in the world. Your eyes, filled with sadness, only make him want to hold you, but that is not at all like him.

You look at him in confusion as he clears his throat. He seems a little nervous, but you're kind of used to that. After all, a lot has happened between you two, and yet somehow nothing. But right now you don't have time to be confused about your feelings; you have to go to the battlefield.

“I think my family is hiding something from me.” Your voice echoes seriously into the night.

[ LAW'S POV - START - ]

A/N: It's not really POV, rather it's from the narrator's perspective for Law or whatever you call it. It's actually just because I'm jumping back a few minutes... However, I feel that it's easier to read this way… hopefully, lol.

When you two set out into the dense jungle, he knew what thoughts would trouble you, but when he saw the tears rolling down your tender cheek, he clearly felt pain in his own chest.

His hands clench into fists. Doflamingo is a dangerous man, he knows that only too well, but what was the reason in the first place that he had been here?

What is his motive? He tries hard to think about it. His eyes fall on you, observing your face, which is trying to be brave, but he recognizes from the trembling of your lips that you are afraid.

Does he want her? He is almost certain that Doflamingo would love to make use of your ability, but how would he know that Tanata exists?

But that is a problem for later. Now there are plenty of others but he is not all that worried. He knows that Doflamingo isn't here himself and that the warriors must all be quite strong if everyone can use all forms of Haki.

But the fact that the reinforcements are entering the battlefield is still no good sign...

He almost feels bad, knowing that it's his fault that Doflamingo's pirates are causing trouble here. After all, they were originally after the Straw Hats and the Heart Pirates.

Is it really such a good idea to go to the battlefield? What if they recognize her? If that happens, everything could escalate greatly, he analyzes.

He closes his eyes with a small grin. He can already guess your answer. No matter what he would tell you, what he suspects might happen... you would just ignore it.

But once again, he has so many questions.

What were you trying to say to the king earlier? What have your dreams to do with anything? And why are you so against him going to war?

After several attempts to get your attention, your glassy eyes finally turn to his.

“Earlier, when you were talking to your grandfather, what were you talking about?” Your gaze turns away from him.

Law studies you from the side, while you're biting your lip and caught up in thoughts. He knows that it's a delicate subject, but he has to satisfy his desire for knowledge. He has to confirm his guesses but is confident that he is onto something…

While you tell him about everything, he keeps thinking about something in particular.

He remembers the books he read back at the castle. Even though they were just 'little tales' about a hero who also happened to be someone who ate the Taimu Taimu fruit, it wouldn't surprise him if you have the abilities that this hero had.

This one ability that piqued his interest in particular: he was able to see into the future but it is still very different from observation Haki.

It's better.

His eyes glance over to you again curiously while you tell him about the past and your own suspicions in a somewhat frail voice.

“I believe you.” Surprised by his words, your eyes meet his.

“Yes... and I know it's true, too.” There is something sad about your smile, but he knows that you are full of hope. He just wanted to give you some courage to make you feel less alone but why his hand is on your cheek again, is a mystery even to him.

He quickly moves away from you, he doesn't want to lead you on, that's not what you need… He tries to ignore your gaze, knowing that you will never see each other again.

You may seem confused, but you also avoid his gaze. After all, it's for the best right now.

He listens quietly as you tell him how your family behaved very strangely, somewhat secretively, in relation to your abilities. You know so little about yourself, that he feels sorry for you.

There are so many things in the world that are unknown, but it is hard to bear when it concerns you directly. Law himself carries some secrets that he would like to reveal only too gladly.

“What do you think they're keeping from you?” Your eyes search the distance for the answer to his question, but that's exactly the thing. You yourself have no idea why they are behaving so mysteriously, which causes a sigh to leave your lips.

He sees the confusion in your eyes.

“I don't know why they dance around the subject so much either… After all, it's not as if I don't have my suspicions about being able to see the future myself… But they act as if they can't hear me, as if I'm talking nonsense and that my imagination is playing tricks on me… But…-” You hesitate with your words. You've said it so many times and deep down you know it's true but sometimes you feel like a lunatic yourself...

“…But it felt so real.” Your eyes lock with his as you finish the sentence. He can understand that it drives you mad, but sometimes the people around you have a good reason.

“Maybe they're afraid? Sometimes people try to avoid reality because they believe they can't change anything.” His words raise different feelings in you, which he can clearly see on your face.

“I don't get it. Nothing I see is set in stone. I won't accept, that what I see is the only future we have!” Your feet start moving. You've been standing in the middle of the jungle for too long, only wasting time. Time you don't have.

With tears in your eyes, you run into the future you saw, determined that you will not allow anything to become your reality. May the pressure in your chest, be the strength you need today.

You may not be the bravest person, but you are willing to become one.

“If I have the power to see the future, then I must also have the power to change it!” You yell into the thick green of the jungle.

Law is still standing at the same spot. He admires your courage, but also your fear... but isn't it fear that leads to courage?

However, before he can lose himself thinking about you, he starts running... It will be hard for him to catch up with you if he doesn't hurry up...

[ LAW'S POV - END - ]

With your newfound courage, you run without thinking of the possibilities. Your strength is driven by your unbending will. In the distance, you hear the sounds of battle but you don't quite grasp where they are coming from. You stop briefly to reorient yourself and to locate the noises.

In the meantime, Law has finally made it to your side. It just impossible to catch up, especially at your inhuman speed.

Just after Law came to a halt, you figured out where the fight was and started running again. Law doesn't mind; at least he can be close behind you and watch your back, but he wonders if you even need his protection.

He looks at you from behind, the armor is a bit imposing but it fits the culture and style of the people. He is not surprised that the armor only protects the most important parts of the body.

At this speed, it has to be flexible, which leaves some body parts exposed. Arms and legs are mostly free and, apart from the fact that the armor looks very extravagant, there are no other additional protections such as chain mail.

It makes you look like a kind of badass warrior god, and a really hot one at that.

While Law is studying your armor, he notices something that troubles him. You're not carrying a weapon! But he knows that you must be wielding a sword, given how you handled a sword in your fight against Zoro. Have you forgotten your sword?!

“Hey Princess-ya, where's your sword?” He had expected you to freeze in shock and panic, but not that you would just glance over your shoulder at him with a smirk.

“You'll find out soon enough.”

I hope you guys are ready...

A lot will happen from here on, which will determine our fate... The end of the first arc is near and I am extremely happy that you have read this far. So stay tuned about the future that will unfold for us. Thank you so much my beloved ones <3 But I have to organize my thoughts a bit, because a lot will happen in terms of plot and I can't lose any of the details, so please don't think that I'm not continuing this story because it takes me a little longer to publish the chapters. I'm just trying to make this story as magical as you deserve. <3 Imagination is the lover of our thoughts. THANK YOU FOR JOINING ME ON THIS ADVENTURE WITH THE PRINCESS OF TANATA!

Kiss kiss, your yuri ♡

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Becoming a writer is great because now you have a hobby that haunts you whenever you don’t have time to do it

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Did I finally find my style? I sure hope so!! Because UGH MY HEART

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Thanks for the tag my love @hopelesslover06 ❤❤❤

𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐷. 𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑎𝑤

My sleep schedule is definitely horrible. I can't and won't sleep as long as there is work to be done.

I observe everything with a keen eye and plan strategically.

I prefer quiet evenings with a good book in my hand rather than wild party nights.

It sometimes irritates me when I'm around too many noisy people, but I still appreciate the company of my loved ones.

𝑁𝑖𝑐𝑜 𝑅𝑜𝑏𝑖𝑛

I also sometimes say things that are creepy and disturbing lol.

I like traveling and admire the history of the past.

I enjoy reading since I was a child. Give me a book and I'll get through it faster than you can look. I can't walk past a bookstore without going in and having a look.

𝑃𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑔𝑎𝑠 𝐷. 𝐴𝑐𝑒

I love a good tan and I get one quickly. Many thanks to my father.

I am stubborn. When I have something in mind, I pursue my goals, even if I am all alone.

Friends and family are extremely important to me. I would go against the rest of the world for them.

I may not look like it, but I am surprisingly quite wise. (Wano Flashbacks </3)

Now it's your turn ❤ @turtletaubwrites ; @cottoncandyloverrrr ; @herzzgeist ; @chillerkiller

Share at least three things you have in common with your blorbo(s)

Mine is Hange Zoe and here's some stuff

I wear glasses

I love to learn new things (especially anything related to biology 🧬)

I'm clumsy af (I posted a hc once that hange would say sorry to random walls and doors she bumps into - and yeah that's basically me)

I get embarrassed when someone compliments me

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And anyone else is welcome!

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had to get this one out of my system so i can actually work

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𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝟸𝟶

𝑇𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑒

𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐷. 𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟

𝐿𝑎𝑤 ✘ ♀ 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: xuchuan

Story: The princess of Tanata

[Long Fic]

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Spoiler: nope

Warnings: nope

slowburn with plot

Wordcount: 2962

Text in italics emphasizes the reader’s thoughts

Bold and italic text emphasizes Law's thoughts *~*

Tagging: @slytherinambitious - @norasincubi - @cottoncandyloverrrr - @one-piece-frvr7 - @hopelesslover06 - @chillerkiller - @sassyyassi

The song that got me in the mood: Beneld - FEEL (ft.Bury) (Official Lyric Video)

He helps you over to your bed and tucks you in. It is already evening again and an unusual silence has fallen over the castle, though you don't notice it. Your eyelids are struggling to stay open, but with the little strength you have left, you hold onto Law's arm before he can leave. Without much emotion, he looks down at you and waits for your lips to move.

“You should stay here…“ For a brief moment, he considers whether that is such a good idea, after all, you are a princess and he is a pirate, but the tired yet beautiful look on your face makes him hesitate. There is something about you that he would like to know.

“I can't.” He suppresses his thoughts, because whatever arises in him, he shouldn't get involved with you.

You pull the blanket over you and settle into your soft bed. Should you pretend to be feeling unwell? Would that make him stay? You sigh. No, lying is not a good idea. You look up at him from the covers with your eyes and cling to the blanket.

“But I know that if someone sees you at this time, it will be even worse.” In the dark room, which is only illuminated by the moonlight, you try to see some kind of reaction on his face, but Law is quite good at keeping his composure.

“What would happen if someone saw me?” - “They won't let you go.” He tilts his head in confusion but with a smile. Do they want to imprison him just because he was in your room??

You hide your smile under the covers. It's just so refreshing to meet people who don't constantly have in the back of their heads, that you are the holy child AND a princess... You try to straighten up a bit and lean into the thousand pillows in your bed.

“You know, Law, if someone saw you, they might think you did something to me.” He laughs as if it were a ridiculous thought, but you turn a few shades red.

Rumors are already circulating. None that Law is likely to know about, but apparently they saw the way you looked at each other. If he were to be seen leaving your room, it would be problematic.

“I could never hurt you, y/n.” - “I know, Law but that's not the point… there are limits to being in my presence. Limits that we have already crossed…” you swallow. You don't really get to the point, because you are quite embarrassed, as one can tell by your red ears.

The moon moves across the sky, the bright beam of light moves around the room and lets you see Law's face. His face looks puzzled and a little upset, almost as if he were offended.

“I don't know what you mean.” Or he doesn't want to understand? You hesitate a little and your face turns red at your thoughts. It's not easy for you either, but maybe, just maybe, will he stay with you then?

“A man who is constantly alone with the holy priestess gives a bad impression. My soul must remain pure. Should a man come too close to me and defile this holiness, it will cost him his life.“ You play with your fingers. Hopefully he understands now.

“But we are just… friends?” he says, bewildered. Taken aback that he thought of you as a friend.

Your eyes shyly meet his and he raises his eyebrow. He has no idea what's going on here and especially not why you're fiddling with your words.

'Just spit it out.' is written all over his face.

“Just do me this favor, okay?” While trying hard not to beg, your eyes betray your actions. Irritated by the look you give him, Law lets his shoulders drop and sighs heavily.

“Okay, I'll stay.” he says as he sits down on your sofa. With arms outstretched, he crosses one leg over the other and stares into the crackling fire of the fireplace.

From the side, you observe his pensive expression and feel a little bad. Is he planning to spend the night on the sofa? Surely that's uncomfortable.

What you don't know, though, is that even this sofa is sheer luxury for him. On this soft couch, with those fine pillows and in this expensive room, he almost feels ridiculous.

Suddenly, the silence you usually appreciate so much in this otherwise noisy castle is driving you crazy. With every second that the clock strikes, you get more and more restless.

Does he feel annoyed that he has to stay with you? You feel guilty for making him stay, but you can't help it...

“Law, if you want, I'll open a portal to your room…” Your words come across your lips quite sheepishly as if you had betrayed him. You could have suggested that from the start... since you have the ability.

“No way!“ Before you know it, Law is standing in front of you, looking down at you seriously. You are a little surprised that he is standing in front of your bed again, but it quickly puts a sweet smile on your lips.

“You collapsed right into my arms, I won't let you push yourself to your limits again.“ he says. Your heart beats a little faster as the mattress moves and Law takes a seat on the edge. You look at him curiously.

“And even if they catch me and lock me away... I'm a pirate and I'll simply break out.” He smiles at you crookedly. A smile that makes your heart stop but your surprised face quickly changes into a broad grin and you burst out laughing, not realizing how easily Law captivates you.

“You sure are full of yourself, aren't you?” You chuckle at him and give him a nudge with your elbow. It's great that the mood with him is still light and relaxed, somehow playful.

Together, you share a good laugh, until the sound of Law's voice and your own laughter fade away. While you wipe a tear out of the corner of your eye, Law looks at you seriously, a little too thoughtfully for the friendly banter you just had... You tilt your head questioningly.

Law's eyes gave off something unusual, something you didn't know and something that made you nervous. Without thinking you ran your fingers through your hair, while his eyes gaze at you as if he were longing for something.

Although being stared at is nothing new for you, the way he's staring at you makes your heart feel like it's going to jump out of your chest. You try to avoid his intense eyes, but you keep catching yourself stealing quick glances.

Your eyes lock when you see that smirk on his face. It seems like he's enjoying the way you're acting because as always, your emotions are written all over your face.

His teasing grin doesn't make it any easier for you either, and you notice that a remarkable blush is spreading across your face. You tilt your head slightly, letting your hair fall across your face and try to calm yourself.

His eyes are just too damn sexy.

His sudden touch makes you look up briefly and you lose yourself in his eyes as he brushes your hair out of your face.

There is always a hint of melancholy in his eyes, even now. Between the glint in his eye and his distant manner, you feel like you are meeting him on a completely different footing, but you don't dare to close the distance between you.

Why do you feel like kissing his lips?

While you are lost in your emotions, Law has his own problems.

He is not sure why he suddenly wanted to get closer to you, nor why his fingers are in your hair. Somehow his body seems to be moving on its own, but it seems to be his conscious will.

The red color on your face suits you well. He thought it was a waste to hide it, and before he knew it, he was suddenly very close to you.

“Why so quiet all of a sudden?” He laughs rather teasingly but all your eyes can do, is get lost in the shades of his eyes.

Maybe he'll hate himself for it later, but maybe he'd regret it if he didn't. He gently caresses your cheek, his thumb just below your eye and his fingers glide along your ears to your neck.

Almost instinctively, you lean into his warm touch. You never would have thought that a touch could feel so soothing.

He watches you close your eyes, his heart racing and even though he hears the doubt in the last corner of his mind, he gently pulls you towards him.

Even for someone like him, seeing your face so close, the blush on your cheeks and the shimmer on your lips is enough to intoxicate him. It's almost absurd how much he wants to claim you here and now.

You carefully open your eyes and realize how close he is holding you, all the while he has his hand on your back and your hands are clutching onto him.

You're not quite sure how you ended up sitting on his lap, but apparently you were both driven by the same feeling, weren't you?

Holding him by the arm, you thought he was going to take his hand off your neck, but he just wanted to brush his thumb over your parted lips.

Feeling his deep voice resonating through your body, he whispered soft words to you, which you didn't quite perceive at first, but their meaning quickly became clear to you.

“Don't look at me like that.” His voice almost pleading. You pay no attention to the words he speaks, your focus is entirely on the feeling his thumb leaves. Surrendering to the feeling in your chest, you purse your lips to adorn his thumb with a kiss.

You have no intention of being seductive, but your eyes take away his sanity... It's only a matter of time before he loses himself and gives in to the desire for your lips.

What do they taste like? He thinks as if they were a forbidden fruit.

But he hesitates to come any closer to you. One step closer and there's no turning back, he knows that.

What will he do after that? It's hard for him, but it's harder not to do it. With his hand back caressing your neck, he closes the distance between you and his lips find yours hesitantly.

As if you had been waiting for it all this time, you close your eyes and let Law kiss you. It's completely different than you had imagined or read in one of your books.

You had always imagined your first kiss to be exciting and passionate, but you're not disappointed. Rather the opposite, your heart is beating like crazy as you exchange those slow kisses.

No book could have described the way Law kisses you.

While his lips explore yours, he holds you tight and presses you against his body. Uncertain whether you are feeling your own heartbeat or his, you cling to his shoulders for more support.

With no space between you, pressed against his sweater, you let yourself be soothed by his scent. The world could be burning around you, but you wouldn't notice. All you can pay attention to right now is Law.

How he gasps for air between kisses, never being separated from your lips for more than a second... His satisfied moan as you wrap your arms around his neck and run your fingers through his hair. How his touch on your skin feels. Even though his hands don't roam your body, they just hold you tight, but still, it makes you feel thrilled. He keeps you close as no one else could.

Is this what it feels like to be desired?

One thing is for sure; you really want him to desire you. You don't care what you have to do for it, you would do anything.

After what seems like an eternity of kissing, he leads you backwards with his hand still on your back and makes you lie down without taking his lips off yours once.

After gently laying you down, he lets go of your lips for the first time, the tip of his nose touching yours, while gazing deeply into your eyes.

To your surprise, he lays his forehead on yours and squints his eyes. He breathes out heavily before speaking to you.

“I'm sorry.”

huh?

You are a little disoriented as his warmth fades away and you watch him speechlessly as he lies down next to you with his arm over his face.

“You're sorry??” You're absolutely flabbergasted. You summarize the things that have happened. He got close to you, he kissed you and you kissed him back. Why is he apologizing?

“I don't want to make myself guilty of a crime, right?” His eyes remain hidden under his arm, however a slight smirk appears on his lips.

You are still confused, but isn't he implying from your previous words, that you can be punished if you have intimate relations with the Holy Priestess?

“So you did understand me after all!” You pout a little, you tried your very best to make him understand but he acted all clueless!

Law's smirk grows even wider and he struggles not to laugh out loud. He would love to see your face right now, but he forbids himself to.

“Tell me, if you didn't want to make yourself guilty of a crime, then why did you kiss me?”

This question makes Law move his arm away and you look at him with eyes that say 'you started it'. Not really sure what answer he should give you, he breathes out deeply.

Somehow one thing leads to another, but why? That's something he doesn't know himself.

“Some crimes are worth the thrill.” He turns on his side, looking at your face. With a comfortable distance between you, you lie in your big bed and silence falls over you.

After he has somehow rejected you, you are no longer able to maintain eye contact. You avoid his eyes. You wished for a little more, or rather said, his kisses made you want more. You can still feel them, his lips on yours and how he bit your lip every now and then. They feel a little swollen.

But Law still thinks it's for the best, even if he would have liked to have given you an unforgettable night or would that perhaps apply more to him?

In any case, it's not really his style to start things without finishing them. He is sure that it would be your first time and somehow it just doesn't feel right to take your innocence, when his own intentions are not even clear.

He has hooked up on some occasions, when he needed to blow off some steam and his flings knew this, but you are different. You are divine. You are not a quick lay, but he is not interested in more than that either.

He is confused.

No, you are confusing him.

Your silence is interrupted when you hear running outside on the corridors. Several voices can be heard, frantically discussing something, but their words fade away. You get out of bed and go to the door to listen.

“They obviously seem to be looking for me, after all we've been missing since the party and my uncle must be worried sick, but all this commotion is still unusual.” you say more to yourself than to Law.

“Shouldn't you just let them know that you're back?” Law, who had been in bed until just now, suddenly stood next to you.

“That's a good idea, then at least everyone will have a quiet night again.”

You grab the door knob and leave your room. You look left and right down the long hallway but don't see anyone anymore, they seem to have already left. Unfortunately, you couldn't make out exactly who you heard and what they were saying, but you will find that out soon enough.

You turn to Law and motion for him to follow you. Together you walk after the voices that you can still hear echoing in the distance. As you turn a corner, you see Anatol, who is accompanied by two soldiers, talking to one of the runners. [*= A unit that observes the island and surrounding areas]

You don't wait any longer and jog over to them to make your presence clear.

“Hey Anatol! I'm back again, you have nothing to worry about!” you call to them with a smile.

Anatol, who was in the middle of a serious conversation, looks at you in shock and somehow his look makes you uneasy.

“Is something wrong?” His expression changes back to his serious, stoic face and he grabs you by the shoulder. Something in his eyes tells you that something is very wrong indeed.

“Princess... Tanata is at war. The pirates attacked us this morning.” Shock is written across your face. You stagger back a little, your knees go weak, but Law comes to your aid and supports you.

Tanata is at war.

How will everything turn out? AND WHY DID LAW STOP KISSING US. (Yes I know, I'm writing this but honestly I need more tension lol.)

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I love this hazy style, akimao.

Thank you for your art.

I don't remember how old it is... enough to look very pretty 💕

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𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝟷𝟿

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟

𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐷. 𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟

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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: nisir0

Story: The princess of Tanata

[Long Fic]

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Spoiler: nope

Warnings: nope

slowburn with plot

Wordcount: 3535

Text in italics emphasizes the reader’s thoughts

Bold and italic text emphasizes Law's thoughts *~*

Tagging: @slytherinambitious - @norasincubi - @cottoncandyloverrrr - @one-piece-frvr7 - @hopelesslover06 - @chillerkiller - @sassyyassi

After waking up this morning, you decided against going back to the palace and made the decision to rather conquer the old ruins with Law, which you had talked about the night before.

Strangely enough, you are sure that you will uncover the secrets of this extremely well protected ruin... together with Law.

“Here, take my hand.” With a smile, you accept Law's help and let him pull you onto the stone wall. With the new view in front of you, you both see what kind of complicated structure was hiding behind this wall...

[A/N: Hello my little sweethearts, it's been a long time since I showed any examples of the surroundings. Of course I firmly believe in your imagination, but here is a small example of how I imagine the ruin and the labyrinth. The pictures are made with AI and AI didn't get the labyrinth quite right, but it's better than nothing :D]

“Apparently the labyrinth changes every five minutes.” Analyzes Law. Given the size of the labyrinth, it will be difficult to keep your orientation. Although you can see the end of the labyrinth from where you stand right now, this huge maze separates you from your actual destination...

"Well then, let's go into the maze!" And with that sentence, you jump down to the start, with Law close behind you.

Even if you have no problems solving the puzzles together, you will always find yourself back at the beginning of the labyrinth. No matter how the massive walls move, you can't make any real progress.

Law had the idea that every time your way leads to a dead end, you should place a sign on the wall before you continue, to monitor how far you have come.

Since the maze is constantly moving, the order of the puzzles you have to solve also changes, always sending you through unknown corridors that you have not yet discovered, until you come to an wall blocking your way completely.

To your dismay, you come to the conclusion that you never really get any further… Because the new paths, after a dead end, will always lead you back to the beginning...

On the wall you were standing on before, you look breathlessly at the constantly moving maze. You have tried to speed through the maze, but whenever you faced a new puzzle before you could move further, a new dead end was already waiting around the corner.

Law keeps watching the maze as you recover from the constant running.

"Judging from the layout, we don't seem to have enough time to get to the end. Maybe we need to wait for the right moment to enter the maze?"

At that very moment, the walls are aligned in a way where the signs you placed form a line.

"Do you mean a moment like this?" You look at him excitedly as if you've discovered a clue, hopefully one that will take you further.

Once again, between the massive walls of stone, you make your way past the puzzles until you reach the place where you were expecting a new puzzle, but instead there is just a dead end in front of you...

Exhausted, you sink to the floor. Despite your confidence at the beginning, you now fear that even with the help of Law you won't get to your destination.

You run your hands through your face in distress... none of this makes any sense!

"I don't understand…" you mutter to yourself as you lose all hope.

“WHY CAN'T WE GET THROUGH THIS DAMNED MAZE???!” you scream and your voice echoes into the distance.. Law, visibly confused too, looks at the wall blocking the way in front of you.

“…We're not supposed to get through the maze…” Law speaks as if he has finally understood the mazes concept. He looks around, examining the walls for clues, but apart from the traces of time, there is nothing to be seen.

“What do you mean?” You are exhausted and unable to go any further. All you want is for the puzzles to come to an end. Law turns to you, his hand on his chin and thinking hard.

"I bet that no matter how fast we go, no matter when we enter the maze, we'll never get through it…" - “Huh?! But that's the only way to the ancient ruin…" His words don't seem logical to you and with some struggle you get on to your feet.

Once again, Law places a sign on the wall and after it was time for the maze to move, you both were no longer surprised that the way lead you back to the beginning...

So you go back onto the stone wall, which gives you a perfect overview of the maze and check where your latest sign is.

"Look at the signs Princess-ya…" Your eyes follow the direction Law is pointing at. Right before your eyes, you see the same line created by your signs. But after a closer look, you notice something new.

"The signs we have drawn are now a complete row, that runs horizontally through the entire labyrinth…" You are surprised…

“Not only that... These were the dead ends we were facing, but that row never opens, instead another wall opened which only led us back to the start…" Your eyes watch skeptically as all the walls move except the ones you have marked.

"So you're telling me that we've only been moving in this half of the maze the whole time?" Your finger points to the area in front of the marked row and Law nods at you in agreement. You look at him as if you were going crazy and laugh slightly hysterically.

“If you look closely you will see that the second half isn't even moving…” With this new insight, however, only more questions arise…

“Maybe there's some mechanism that makes the second half of the maze move?” - "Maybe…" He replies. Together you rack your brains, as this appears to be another puzzle you have to solve.

"But looking at the signs, we've been already in front of every dead end and most likely walked every path, but I haven't noticed anything that could be a mechanism…" In fact, Law has a completely different idea and is strongly convinced that you both have to find a hidden path outside of the maze.

“I guess you're right, I didn't notice anything either…” Your eyes roam around. If the labyrinth isn't the path to take, which way should you go? Or maybe you need to create a new path?

"You know Law, all those puzzles had one thing in common... I always had to use my powers…” - “The flowers!” Law blurts out.

He freezes briefly and seems surprised by his own volume. Clearing his throat with reddened cheeks, he tries to distract you from how childishly he has been behaving, but instead of finding it childish, you find yourself liking the otherwise observant Law more and more.

Back at the puzzles, you try to figure out how you can use your powers. Even though the puzzles were quite different, in the end you always had to bring a flower, which was planted on the altar, to blossom.

“… Mhmmhm, okay…! The ruins usually block all devil fruit powers…” You talk to yourself and circle around.

For many years, an unknown force has surrounded the ruins, making it impossible for Devil Fruit users to use their abilities. The knowledge behind these walls is not to be gained through destruction or power. The only way to obtain the island's legacy is through knowledge itself.

Since most of the information is related to the Taimu taimu fruit, you can only use your abilities under certain circumstances, but you cannot use them freely.

“What a hassle. If I could use my powers freely, thousands of ideas would come to my mind, but no, of coooourse I can't use them...” You tousle your hair and have to stop yourself from wanting to pull your hair out in frustration.

Law is watching you, while you're going crazy during your monologue, trying to keep the corners of his mouth down but while you are at your wit's end, swearing at your ancestors, he can't suppress his grin. (You're both such dorks.)

Luckily for him, you're too busy to see that he's having a great time watching you.

“Wait a minute princess-ya… maybe there's some kind of device like the altars in the maze?” You stop in mid stride and look at him with wide eyes.

"Well of course!!!" you literally shout in his face and shake his shoulders. Law, who is obviously surprised by your sudden attack, doesn't flinch. He lets you have your moment and once again catches himself unable to take his eyes off your laughter.

“That's it! Clearly!” You jump around like a bouncy ball, looking for a mechanism that will allow you to create a path into the ruins. Law shakes his head at your behavior and joins the search.

And who would have thought it but the mechanism you were looking for the whole time, was on the same stone wall you were standing on. Together you remove the plants which are hiding a panel, picturing two hands with flowers and without hesitation you place your hands on top of it. Excited you look around to see what happens.

High above the maze, twining vines and blooming flowers grow into a beautiful bridge that starts at your feet and leads all the way to the ruins.

You leap into the air with joy... you have never managed to get through this damn maze and thanks to Law, you now know that this was never the right way anyway... After your little dance, you jump without thinking into Law's arms, who almost falls off the stone wall with you and hug him tightly.

"This is all thanks to you Law!" He awkwardly strokes your back while you thank him over and over again.

After a heartfelt embrace, you rest your forehead against his and close your eyes. Law, on the other hand, is completely unaware of what's going on and a soft pink blush appears on his cheeks.

What the hell is she doing?! Is all he can think of.

While he struggles with himself, trying not to touch you in inappropriate places, goosebumps spread across his back because your delicate hand rests on his neck.

For you, it's just a gesture between loved ones and a demonstration of the respect you have for Law, nothing unusual in your culture... but for him, It's beyond confusion...

“How can I thank you, Law?”

Thank him? He laughs a little nervously. For now, he would be very grateful if you would let go of him so his heart can calm down, but he cannot bring himself to say those words. Rejecting you doesn't feel right and as long as no one sees the two of you, it doesn't really bother him. He thinks.

“Ahhh, it's no big deal. Now let's finally go into this ruin.” He skillfully changes the subject and it works. You are very excited and quickly break away from him and sprint along the long bridge. With Law close behind you, you run along the long flower bridge while it continues to form and flourish in front of you.

You pause before stepping onto the last few stone steps leading to the ruin, your heart pounding with excitement. You carefully enter the sacred site of your ancestors, your heart beating faster, but not out of fear.

You are amazed and overwhelmed by the huge walls that neither time nor the weather has been able to tear down.

You carefully enter a kind of long corridor, your breathing is shallow, and the only sound to be heard is your footsteps echoing along the high stone walls. You can't see a thing in this dark place and you don't know where the path is leading, it's as if the darkness is drawing you in.

Without being able to avoid it, you step on a stone that sinks in a bit and you hear a strange mechanism moving in the walls. You cling to Law's arm in the darkness, feeling scared and insecure. You look around in the dark, but your eyes can't make out anything, nothing at all.

To your surprise, no trap is triggered, instead the long hallway is being lit up, bit by bit.

“Look, Princess-ya.” Law's gaze is fixed ahead and in the distance you can see the end of this hallway. You can make out some kind of hall. You look up at Law, who smiles at you reassuringly, which gives you courage and you nod at him. Together you stride down the hallway.

On the sides are numerous paintings describing stories and legends. With careful fingers, you brush along the wall, trying to understand the stories. Few inscriptions explain in bits and pieces, with each step further, what is protected in this ruin. There are stories you've never heard of, and one thing is repeated over and over again.

“The Eye of Chronos…” your voice barely a whisper. Law, who was just looking at another wall painting, turns to you because of your voice and steps to your side. Curiously, he looks at the mural over your shoulder. He can't read the symbols but he understands the painting.

In the middle is a person portrayed, left and right are doors with different worlds behind them. Both of you look at the picture in confusion. Even after all your guesses about the wall paintings, you are uncertain what to expect. While you memorize every picture on the walls in your mind, you slowly make your way to the end of the hallway.

With every step you take towards the bright room, your heartbeat quickens. You have to narrow your eyes as the oncoming light grows brighter. While you shield your eyes from the harsh light, Law puts his hand on your back and points forward.

“Princess-ya, look over there!” You cautiously peek through your fingers and when you finally see what lies before you behind all the light, your hand drops to your side.

So what could it be? A Poneglyph…

Without further hesitation, you run to the massive cube and decipher the symbols. You translate every single sentence while Law examines the stone with the same curiosity.

“Now I understand, Law…“ Your voice is a bit hesitant at first, but then it fills with clarity. You hastily go to another place where you read a certain line and put your finger on it.

“The Eyes of Chronos is not an object or some kind of device, as I first thought, it is an ability.” You catch sight of Law's face, somewhat taken aback. You are overwhelmed by what this stone wants to teach you here.

“An ability?“ He raises his eyebrow. That makes sense to him, but what exactly does it mean?

“What can the Eyes of Chronos do?” He whispers as if guarding a secret. You go around to the other side of the poneglyph and repeat its words:

“The eyes of Chronos see every place, at every time, and wherever they are…” Your voice echoes through the hall with intensity. Law doesn't understand everything yet, but he senses something. Then you turn to him, which takes his breath away for a brief moment. With a smile on your lips, you look at him full of knowledge.

“The writing says that those who are worthy can gain a special ability, and this huge block behind me is practically a description and instruction of that ability.” You point behind you with your thumb. You take a seat on the floor and lean against the cube.

Law raises his eyebrows, he knows by now that it is a special ability, but what it can do, remains unclear. He waits quietly for you to continue with your speech.

You hold your hand in front of your eyes and tilt your head back. You are actually getting a little emotional from what you have read. You take a deep breath before your lips can even start to tremble…

“With the eyes of Chronos, it is possible for me to see different places and to enter them as well. It is like opening a door in space and time and then… then you are just… there… at the place I visualize.” You are quite stunned.

“Does that mean you can travel anywhere, no matter how far?” He is noticeably shocked. That's an amazing ability. You nod at him while continuing to hide your face.

Law crouches down next to you and puts a hand on your knee. You were so brave and eager to learn just a short time ago, and now you seem so quiet?

“That's it, Law…” You can't avoid the tremor in your voice anymore, but there's a smile on your lips. Because you're happy.

“This is what I was looking for. I knew it wasn't just a stupid fairy tale!” You lower your hand and look into Law's eyes.

“My mother used to read me a fairy tale in which the hero could travel to different places… Stories about him being on an island, high in the clouds with real angels… Or a city under water with creatures that resemble humans but can live underwater like fish… There were countless places he went and as a child I always wished I could visit those places too.” While you dwell in your memories, Law's eyes widen. The places you are talking about are more than familiar to him…

“y/n-ya…“ He addresses you by name. Unused to hearing your name from someone who isn't a member of your family, you look up at him.

“These places, they really exist.” Your eyes widen in wonder. If places like this await you outside, even if they're only remotely as described in your books, then you have to see them!

“Law, with this ability, I'm one step closer to leaving this island!“ Your grin makes him feel a sudden tug in his chest. In his opinion, it would be better if you stayed protected. But why?... Surely because your abilities would be dangerous in the wrong hands.

“What do you mean, you're one step closer? What else?” He studies your sad face, isn't it enough just to keep coming back here for the ritual?

“I couldn't forgive myself if something happened to my people. I have to protect them, you know?” Your eyes gaze deeply into his. He knows exactly what it feels like, to make it your duty to protect your loved ones, remembering his crew and how often he left them behind to avoid getting them into trouble.

“I see. So you still have to find a way to keep your island safe...” He leans back and gets up. Perhaps he will be lucky and you won't find a way to leave the island, but who is he to entertain such thoughts?

“I'll definitely come up with something!” You jump up and clench your fist in victory.

“However, I first have to learn this ability…“ You walk around the cube and try to figure out how to control the Eyes of Chronos.

“Didn't it say that you have to prove yourself worthy?” Law asks, still standing in the same place and thinking. That's right, but you thought you were already worthy of the knowledge… after all, you made it into this ruin…

“Hey Law, come and lend me a hand.” With his help, you climb onto the cube and, as you had expected, there is a small altar here too. Once again, there are these moulds in which you can place your hands.

You move your hands carefully. What will happen if I am not worthy of such power?

As your hands touch the stone, you are overcome with an oppressive feeling. It's as if all your strength is being sucked out of you. Your entire life passes before your eyes, with both beautiful and memorable moments, as well as tragic ones.

Long forgotten and suppressed memories emerge before your eyes. For the first time, you see the moment when your parents died.. with your very own eyes.

All of a sudden, your eyes can see everything.

Exhausted, you break away from the stone as it seemed that it was over. Your ears are ringing and your vision is blurred, the only thing you can hear is your heartbeat. Suddenly, Law comes into your view. He grabs you by the shoulders, worried, but you can only see him as a blur...

After this state subsides and your breathing normalizes, Law quickly examines your body for signs of impending unconsciousness, but you seem to be fine again.

“Law, I think I passed the test...” You ignore how he examines your eyes, checks your pulse and body temperature. He puts his hands on his thighs and looks at your face with a concerned expression.

“You think so?” You nod weakly at him and get up. You're a bit shaky on your feet, so Law supports you and you raise a hand.

“Yes, I do… and now we'll find out.”

You swing your hand and a kind of shiny crack forms in the air. Bits and pieces of fragments come off, showing you more of what is behind it and what you can see resembles your room in the castle. Full of amazement, Law looks at this unusual phenomenon.

He walks behind the crack and looks around to see what is there, but even behind it, all he can see is your room. A little tired, you reach your hand out to him.

“Let's go home, Law…” He hurries back to you before you collapse into his arms. Exhausted, and together you walk through the crack and end up in your room…

Ohoho, it's getting exciting and I'm looking forward to write the next chapters. Get ready for innocent romance and upcoming danger...

Kiss kiss, your yuri

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❞𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬❝

Part ten

A/N: Hello my sweethearts, sorry that I haven't updated this story for a long time, but I had to think about the course of the story and looked for inspiration. Let me know if you want to be on the tag list <3

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✦ Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x Reader ✦ Warnings: none ✦ Spoiler: none

wordcount: 2186

tagging: @lazyninjatheorist - @sassyyassi - @cottoncandyloverrrr - @littleleelee

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"I hope it all works as you say y/n." Feeling a little unsure, Ace adjusts his bow tie in front of the mirror in the men's room and freshens up quickly before leaving the restroom again.

On the other side of his headphones, he listens to you sipping your drink in complete peace.

“It'll be fine.” Unconcerned, you lean your head back on the sun lounger and watch on a small screen as Ace enters the casino hall.

“Just make sure I always have a good view of your hand and the poker table...” Ace looks around the glamorous hall. This is simply not his world.

Fancy dressed people bustle around the casino's gaming tables. The players and addicts all hope to have the better hand or that the dice will fall in their favor. Women so beautiful and arousing, cling with sophisticated fake laughter to men whose only attraction is their wealth. Among the crowd of cheerful guests, waiters prance around handing out drinks.

Ace grabs a glass of champagne from a waiter's tray and heads back to the table where Crocodile and his company are seated.

He exhales deeply, drinks the glass in one gulp and places it on the next waiter's tray as he passes by.

“Hey Ace! Come over here, there's a seat for you.” Crocodile calls over to him while the cigar wiggles in his mouth. With casual talk and sly words, Ace was able to quickly get Crocodile's attention without you having to put many words in his mouth.

His charm goes down well with all genders and many find themselves making friends with him. But it's not just his natural aura that has piqued Crocodile's interest. It's also the fact that Crocodile knows very well who Ace is.

Crocodile keeps a sharp eye on every opportunity to expand his empire and the more contacts, the better. He doesn't necessarily see the people around him as allies, more as business partners, but he actually likes Ace's company.

Possibly because he is similar to him. At least that's what he thinks.

Ace does a great job of being a show off, but his demeanor tells that he doesn't just bark, he also bites.

You have to admit that you're turned on by seeing Ace acting like a secret agent infiltrating the mafia. You would love to put on a tight black dress and go down to the casino to play the mysterious lady sitting opposite him. It's not a good idea, but it's a hot one. But that could ruin everything.

The cards are dealt and Ace looks at his hand which you then check on your little screen. He's not sure what he can do with them, but he puts his trust in you.

The rounds go quite well. It's a bit tricky not being at the table to watch the others, but Ace has good cards. People kept leaving the table, acknowledging that luck wasn't on their side or that they didn't have the resources to keep up with the insane sums that Ace and Crocodile were betting.

Money doesn't matter. You already sense victory ahead because Ace's hand is unbeatable, but in the back of your mind you're a little unsure because you can't see Crocodile.

Even if you lose, the goal is something different and Crocodile will surely be thrilled by Ace's ruthless determination.

The dealer asks the last two players to reveal their cards. When all the cards are in view, deep laughter breaks out. Confused, all people look over at his fellow opponent.

Crocodile can't stop his laughter, even though his defeat is obvious. He has lost. He didn't have a bad hand, Ace just had a better one. Crocodile bangs his fist on the table.

Towers of chips clattered and skittered all over the table as the eliminated players clutched their glasses in panic. Crocodile wiped away tears of joy and exhaled with a sigh of satisfaction.

"This is real deja vu!" amused, he looked across the table and over to Ace. “Come on you idiots, bag the chips for the lucky winner!”

Only after his words do you realize that Ace's hand and Crocodiles are the same cards you had in your first game. Funnily enough, Ace won with the same cards as you did.

You burst out laughing yourself. The people around you at the pool give you a few puzzled looks but you ignore them. What a fantastic coincidence.

Would Sir Crocodile still be laughing when he finds out about the connection between you and Ace? You should be terrified at the thought, but strangely enough it amuses you.

Silence returns to the table as Ace and Crocodile clink glasses together.

“Me and the boys are meeting at the Moulin Rouge tomorrow, why don't you come along?” His tall figure rises and he puts on his coat. He takes a new cigar out of his inside pocket and puts it in his mouth. A waiter hastily strides up to him and lights his cigar, then steps out of his way again.

"Show this card at the VIP entrance and they'll let you up." With these words he leaves and disappeared from the casino with his party.

"Here sir, your winnings." The card dealer holds out huge bags of chips to Ace and somewhat bewildered, with a smile that seems frozen on his face, he accepts his winnings.

“Ace that was amazing!” You whisper with excitement that's hard to miss in your voice.

“That was crazy...” he mumbles without people noticing as he sets off. “Yeah yeah, just exchange the chips and I'll meet you in the room.”

Ace swings the bags full of money onto the table and a few coins fall out. Your eyes sparkle as you inspect your winnings.

You happily count the bills. Money may not be everything, but it is something that helps you get ahead. If you didn't have an enormous amount of money yourself, Ace wouldn't even be able to keep up with the sums that Crocodile bets.

Ace looks down at you and shakes his head as you throw the bills up into the air above you. He has to admit that even the side of you is cute, especially the trust you had. After all, he could have lost everything just as easily.

While you both enjoy your evening meal, you discuss the next day.

“You should try talking to him about his relationship with Doflamingo, that you are acting on behalf of father and want to establish a new relationship…” With his mouth full, he listens to you.

You slurp your noodle soup with relish. It's a bit spicy, your lips are feeling tight and your nose is running, but that's exactly how you love your soup.

“Isn't tomorrow your first day of work at the Moulin Rouge?” Ace asks promptly. You greedily slurp your drink to ease your burning tongue and breathe out with relief.

“Yeah.. that's right, but unfortunately I only serve on the first floor. Newbies don't work in the VIP lounge.” You ignore Ace's sigh of relief. He seems glad that you won't be getting any closer to Crocodile.

If only he knew what kind of people you've dealt with. While you're trying to figure out why Ace is treating you so delicately, he stuffs his mouth full with all the food he ordered.

Normally, you don't care when you're underestimated. It's a good surprise effect when your opponent doesn't expect what you've got up your sleeve, but Ace's reaction irritates you. Who does he think you are?! You're damn strong.

Crocodile isn't even a worthy opponent for you, especially now that you can control water thanks to your devil fruit.

The next day dawned with an unusual sense of excitement. You are looking forward to seeing how the day unfolds and are pleased to be working with Ace indirectly. Even though you are working on two different areas, you are working together and secretly looking forward to showing Ace what you are made of.

You assist Ace in putting on his fancy suit, help with the hidden wires on his body, put his earbuds in one ear and adjust his tie. Ace watches your focused manner and admires the way you do everything with pinpoint precision.

Like it's your daily profession. He knows that's the case, but sometimes he has a hard time seeing what you're capable of. Why is that? He doesn't know himself. It's not that you're helpless, he knows what you're capable of and always admired you for it.

“There you go!” You give him a satisfied pat on the shoulder and spin him around towards the mirror. A little caught off guard, he turns his gaze from you to his own reflection, but you don't even pick up on his dazed expression.

“What do you say? Don't you look pretty good?” Pleased with your work, you don't even notice how openly you're complimenting him. Ace, who had been deep in thought until just now, returns to his usual cheeky self.

“Huh, really good, yeah?” You nudge him lightly in the side for his big smile and try to adjust the heat in your face, because Ace came very close to you. Wearing a suit, Ace is a whole new sight for the eyes and from this close, you have to admit that your knees are getting weak.

You clear your throat as you gain some distance and mutter that you have to change now. You disappear into the bathroom and gather yourself behind the closed door.

His charming, stupid face came so close to you, that you could smell his own scent under the expensive perfume. His slightly burnt, sunkissed skin…

You shake your head, you don't have time for that.

The work is easier than expected. On the first floor of the Moulin Rouge, all sorts of low classes hang around, the broad layers of society. Your job was just to quickly give people their drinks and get them to drink more, always with a seductive smile on your lips.

They drank, laughed and wildly flirted with every woman in the room, as if they were just an object of desire. They threw money at the dancers performing on stage, acting like they owned the world, and demanded that they strip naked.

Again and again, you had to go into corners where you couldn't be seen, let out a disgusted retch, and then put on a fake smile again.

Through your headphones, you suddenly hear Ace speaking to you.

“All right, I'm in the VIP lounge.” - “Okay. Enjoy the evening and spend lots of money. Make sure you only talk to me when no one can see you.” you remind him.

While you endure being groped by dirty hands, you hear the laughter through your headphones. They seem to be having a lot of fun up there, you think.

You hear a few men who also work at the Moulin Rouge talking behind the bar. You and your curious ears follow their voices and approach them, ignoring the shouting drunk losers.

“Yeah, it's a shame, but we had to kill the bitch.” - ”I know, but now we're missing a dancer in the VIP lounge.”

Your ears perk up at the words and you straighten up. You pull your shirt down a bit to show more cleavage and strut past them. As your stunning figure walks past them, their eyes follow you, which does not go unnoticed by you.

“Hey, darlings, everything okay with you?” You wink at them as you walk by. The two men looked into each other's eyes and then back at you.

“Come here, girl. “ Said one of them. Grinning broadly, you stopped and turned to them. You already knew what was coming and scoffed inwardly at how easy it was. A woman just has to draw attention to herself…

“You look amazing. By any chance, do you know how to dance?” You act as if you are hesitating a little and look around, towards the stage where tired strippers have to put up with the disgusting behavior of the guys. The two men in front of you sense your hesitation and assure you, that you have the chance to dance in the VIP lounge.

“A hot woman like you shouldn't be dancing at this stage, you're better suited for the upper classes.” You play with your hair and pretend to be flattered by the words.

Just like that, you're able to enter the VIP lounge. You're pleased about this quick promotion and wonder how Ace will react.

What kind of face will he make?

I'm already looking forward to the next chapter. It's going to be great fun ;)

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[oxymorayuri]

I need more of “no time for playing games”!!! 🤤🥴 Are you going to update it soon?

Hehe hello my dear :3

Probably in 3-4 days, as my new laptop will arrive then. The old one gave up two weeks ago :'(

r.i.p. My old friend. lol.

[oxymorayuri]

i love your style, can i request a one shot hurt/comfort with doflamingo please 💖💖💖 i would also love if you did with rest of the characters too, thank you so much ✨💖💖

A/N: Hello my dear, thank you for waiting :3 Let's start with our pink feathered guy. I struggled hard with myself whether to finish the other guys first, to upload and link everything together but I couldn't help it… :x So please be patient until I have finished the others :3 [Law ✦ Kid ✦ Ace]

word count » 3857 genre » hurt | comfort | angst summary » Lately, Doflamingo has been doing only his own thing… You hardly see each other. He rarely takes you to parties and generally doesn't take you out anymore…

❝ 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑚𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒❞

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: gremlik

𝐷𝑜𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑥𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑜

It's a morning like any other. Waking up in the huge bed between expensive pillows and covers made of silk. The early sun beams in through the large windows and as your eyes fight against the morning fatigue, you feel with one hand the side where Doflamingo is lying only to realize that he is no longer lying next to you. Again...

You should be used to it, but you leave the cozy bed pouting and slip into your slippers.

"He seems to be quite busy once again…" You mutter to yourself unsatisfied in front of your dressing table while you clean your face. You're not even sure if he spent the night in bed with you.

Maybe he has a new woman?

No, he would have dumped you long ago if he did. You put on the necklace, the last gift he gave you, and gently stroke the gemstones.

Doflamingo has an extraordinary taste and every piece of jewelry is the perfect accessory for your fine appearance. You don't miss the jewels, you miss the effort he made to find jewelry that complements your beauty.

You reminisce as the sunlight shines through the expensive designed room.

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"Look at me beautiful, the moment I saw those jewels, I thought I was looking into your pristine eyes." He gently guides your chin upwards and studies your shining eyes.

"I tend to believe that your eyes are real gems, but you can't put a price on them."

With his thumb, he gently strokes under your eye and holds the side of your face. You lean into his touch and place your small hand against his, not wanting him to let go of you.

“You don't have to pay, my eyes are yours alone...”

He smirks at you with satisfaction. He likes to hear that you belong only to him. And he will do everything to make sure you give him everything you have...

“You belong by my side.” His lips brush gently over yours as he speaks such firm yet loving words. A smile slips from your lips and you wrap your arms around him to kiss his lips.

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Those were the days when you spent time together in the palace garden as if you had just fallen in love. Just the two of you, sometimes all day. Not even work could distract him when he wanted to spend time with his precious girl.

Such days started with Doflamingo watching you sleep until you woke up and not leaving the bed before your lips met. And now? Now you wake up every morning, alone…

You feel like you've been thrown to the side.

In a bad mood, you get ready for breakfast with the family. You strut down the long corridor, your heels echoing in the heights of the palace.

You have deliberately chosen to wear a short pink dress combined with a matching fur coat that Doflamingo gave you. This will definitely bring out a reaction in him.

The massive doors open to the dining room and you enter the hall. A few of Doflamingo's people have already taken their seats. Luckily for you, you discover Baby 5 sitting in her chair.

"Good morning, lady y/n!" Beaming with joy, she waves to you. Without giving it much thought, you take the chair next to her and have a chat with her as the empty seats at the table fill up.

Your cheerful banter is interrupted by Buffalo speaking up.

“L-Lady y/n?…” He stammers a little uncertainly with reddened cheeks.

“Why are you sitting in my chair?” - “Huh? Ohh, I just wanted to sit next to Baby 5 today.” You smile at him with your irresistible lips. He immediately turns bright red like a tomato, since your body language is as seductive as it is beautiful. His awkward behavior makes you chuckle a little.

"Feel free to take my seat, Buffalo." you say gracefully as you turn away from him to continue chatting with Baby 5.

The hall falls silent for a moment as Doflamingo finally enters the room and you wonder where he was, when he was neither at breakfast nor in bed with you…

You grind your teeth in anger and Baby 5 notices your grumbling. Concerned, she gives you a little nudge with her elbow and looks at you with friendly eyes.

"Lady y/n, what's wrong?" - “I'll tell you later…” You say in a composed voice while your eyes follow Doflamingo. After Doflamingo takes his seat at the short end of the table, he looks at Buffalo sitting next to him at the side.

While Buffalo looks at him somewhat uncertainly, Doflamingo looks down at him rather coldly. His gaze goes straight to the seat where Buffalo is normally sitting, seeing you but there is no trace of any emotion on his face.

You swallow a little as you consider whether it was such a good idea to swap chairs. But you quickly dismiss any doubts on the grounds, that he doesn't pay much attention to you either. Why should you play his little darling?

With a little huff, you turn your eyes away from him and talk to a few people at the table.

Nevertheless, breakfast was quite pleasant up to a certain point… With one ear you followed the conversation between Doflamingo and Trebol, as they talked about a small banquet with his underground customers.

Your ears perked up when it came to who would be accompanying him. Normally you would stand by his side at such events...

Ohh, how you miss the times when you two were admired from all the sides, while dancing or socializing together...

Doflamingo not only likes to have you by his side, but also likes to involve you in important conversations. Of course, such parties are not just for entertainment, they are the perfect place to put things into motion...

Whenever one of his business partners brought up suggestions or ideas, he always asked for your opinion. Besides your beauty, your sharp mind arouses him.

And you? You feel strong at his side...

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"What do you think, beautiful?"

He leans slightly towards you and examines your brooding face with a broad grin. With a finger on your lip, you smile seductively at him as his sly smile comes into your field of vision.

You turn your head to the gentleman in front of you.

"You know, you're asking for a lot of money from us investors for such cheap material…" Your eyes, usually so seductive, look down at him with hostile confidence.

The man starts to explain himself, stammering and beads of sweat gather on his forehead.

“I don't need to have another conversation with you, we'll decline and I'll remember this stupid talk and check out the other deals we have…”

His offer was not unusual, but you wonder why Doflamingo should invest so much in him again, when the other projects are running well...

Doflamingo's laughter echoes beside you. He is always amazed at your sharp tongue and proudly pulls you towards him.

"How about we just cut all the deals? This guy is cheeky and greedy, a real snake." - “That would make it a lot easier.” You smile lovingly at Doflamingo.

Together you leave the frantic gentleman behind, without even responding to his pathetic pleas.

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“Violet will accompany me again.” His words make you freeze and you look at him with narrowed eyebrows.

She's going to accompany him again?

You clench your fists under the table and look over at Violet, who glances a little anxiously into your eyes.

You try to think clearly, Violet is not someone who would betray you. She's your friend, but you have to confront her.

After breakfast, you catch her in front of her room and question why she's his date and, more importantly, why she didn't tell you!

“I'm sorry y/n but I wasn't allowed to tell you anything, he's still the king…” With guilt covered eyes she begs for forgiveness and with a deep sigh you cave in.

“I forgive you… Actually, I'm glad you're accompanying him and not some other girl." You let your arms hang down in frustration.

"Believe me when I say, that he doesn't even pay any attention to me... I don't even know why I have to accompany him."

She pouts a little and you giggle in response. She doesn't seem to enjoy being by his side so much and even though you feel sorry for her, you're glad it's the opposite for you.

Your mind is made up, you have to confront him. According to Violet, he's down by the pool, so you go back to your shared bedroom and put on something exciting.

With your feminine hips swinging, you show up at the pool in a sheer beach robe, only to see a couple of cheap sluts from Senor Pink clinging to Doflamingo.

You freeze in the middle of your walk and watch the spectacle of the girls dressed in their bikinis, fussing over him and fondling his chest... Even though Doflamingo seems to ignore them, it drives you crazy that he lets them touch him like that.

Angrily, you stomp over to them. With your hands on your hips, you stand in front of Doflamingo, who is lounging in the sun and enjoying a drink. He turns his gaze to you, his attitude towards you is rather indifferent and that makes you feel confused. Why is he behaving like this?

“And... are you enjoying the sun, Doffy?” The words come from your lips more mockingly than being a genuine question.

The girls giggle outrageously but you don't really know what's so funny… you just try to ignore them completely.

Somewhat annoyed, Doflamingo straightens up and pushes the ladies away from him.

“Fufufu ... you're acting quite sassy considering your position, aren't you?"

Position? His words make you angry.

“My feelings are neither a position nor a status in this castle. I thought we shared feelings, but the way you're behaving, I seem to be the only one who cares!” You turn your gaze away from him, tears already threatening to well up in your eyes.

“How I behave?” His voice takes on a threatening tone, a tone that you are familiar with but which has never been directed at you.

You gulp a little as he towers over you, drawing a sickening laugh from Doflamingo.

“Yes, the way you behave. You're dismissive, always gone and now? Now you're letting yourself be touched by these cheap whores…" You look hurt yet disgusted and Senior Pink's girls hiss and spit insults at you. But they don't interest you much and your gaze is fixed on your reflection in Doflamingo's sunglasses.

“Fufufu - look at you beautiful. Do you miss me?”

He runs his fingers through your silky hair, as always, but it feels wrong. There's something nasty about his aura. It's not his usual sly demeanor that he shows you and which you love, he doesn't take you seriously... and he's playing with you...

But you don't allow yourself to be bullied. Your eyes are fixed on his, at least wherever you guess his eyes are, without letting your unease become obvious.

“And what if that were the case?”

His hand glides along your shoulder over to your little neck, where his thumb presses lightly against your throat, before forcing you towards him. As the tips of your noses touch, you see the faint outline of his pupils but you remain calm and composed.

"I couldn't care less. Not after what you have done!" He squeezes and cuts off the air you breathe.

You reach for his hand in a panic, but you can't even move a finger. You are far from physically strong and you feel yourself losing your footing as Doflamingo lifts you into the air.

"…What I did?!" puzzled, you try to push the words from your lips.

Doflamingo throws you on the floor, his eyes wander over your exposed body and instead of being attracted to you, the arousing sight of you makes him mad.

“The way you act towards others, the way you dress… I would have expected more elegance from you!” You don't understand a thing. How I look and behave? But you thought that was the most important things for him?

“You're crazy!” You snap at him and grit your teeth. Doflamingo crouches down to you and laughs over you.

“Me and crazy? Fufufufu…” He shakes his head and grabs you by the chin. His lips brush gently over yours but you don't feel love, you feel fear.

“I'm rather generous towards you…” Tears well up in your eyes, he has never treated you so worthlessly. He has treasured you like his most valued possession and now he grumbles words you don't understand.

Doflamingo's eyes flicker briefly, and his chest tightens as he sees the tears rolling down your cheeks. Irritated, he lets go of you and steps away, giving you the chance to escape. What remains is a blonde king who suddenly doesn't understand what he's feeling.

Is it remorse?

But you don't have time to pay him any attention and run away. On the way to your bedchamber, you bump into some of the family, who all seem quite worried when they see your sad expression.

But no matter what they say to you, you just keep running while hot tears flow down your cheeks.

You cry yourself a river on the bed, your makeup all smudged but you don't care about messing up the expensive sheets. They have no value to you if you don't share them with Doflamingo.

All you can hear is the door to the room closing with a bang and the clacking of Doflamingo's shoes coming closer to you… You look at him briefly, but his cold, unaffected gaze makes you feel completely worthless. How can he look at you like that?

“You look pathetic.” His words are dry and pierce through your heart. You can imagine that you don't look very presentable. Your clothes are out of place, your hair is messy and your makeup is smudged all over your teary face

You squeeze your eyes shut and suppress your tears, you don't want to let his words hurt you even more. You're fed up with him punishing you for something without even talking to you. You still have no idea what the hell his problem is.

"Maybe I wouldn't look so pathetic if you treated me like an equal and told me what your fucking problem is!" you point your finger at him angrily.

Compared to Doflamingo, you look tiny and frail, but your frustration has turned to anger and you're not going to let someone who's supposed to love you talk down to you.

He grabs your finger and pulls you towards him in a blink of an eye. A devious smile forms on his lips.

"Looking so angry, you're quite cute." You turn your head to the side, away from him and Doflamingo grinds his teeth in dissatisfaction.

“You said you were mine, but you lied!” - “No! I didn't!" Frustrated, you slam your fists on his chest, trying to push away from him but his hands hold you tight.

“I'm all yours Doffy… please believe me…” Realizing that escaping Doflamingo's tight grip is pointless, you surrender and hide your tears by burying your face on his chest.

Unexpectedly, Doflamingo grabs your chin tenderly and pulls your face up to look into his eyes. You refuse a little, embarrassed at how unflattering your face looks.

“Look at me.” His voice doesn't seem affectionate, but you can't hear the spiteful undertone and obey his words. With tears filling your eyes, you try to maintain your gaze.

"If you're all mine, why do the others feel so free and hit on you right under my eyes?"

Your eyes widen. This has nothing to do with you. Not directly. It has to do with him being irritated by other men who are literally drooling after you.

You are delighted that it is not entirely because of you but it is not fair to make it solely your fault. If he blames you, it will be difficult to convince him otherwise, but after all these years at his side, you have some kind of feeling about how to talk to him.

“Doffy, do you love the way I look?” - “Of course.” His answer comes fast. You take a deep breath and wipe the tears from your face.

"And you love the way I act too… don't you?" - “Without a doubt, you're everything a man could wish for.”

“See? If my humble self can live up to a king like you, what do you think other men see in me?" His veins show on Doflamingo's temple. Clenching his teeth, he grumbles.

“I don't care about that!” - “And neither do I!” You stare silently into each other's eyes until Doflamingo sighs a little exhausted and lets go of you.

He takes off his shirt and lies down on the bed, his arms folded behind his head and his gaze fixed on the ceiling.

He thinks hard about your words, because you're right. It's only natural that other men turn their heads towards you when the sight of you catches even his attention.

If even you could get hold of his heart, of course you'll get hold of everyone's hearts. You are perfect in his eyes.

Never has he seen you even come close to responding to the wretched creatures… Actually it is the opposite, but he doesn't like the fact that all kinds of eyes can look at you so shamelessly.

You carefully take a seat on the edge of the bed and give him a moment of silence.

"…It all started when Crocodile praised you excessively when you were talking to other guests…" You remember. It was a gala party like any other, but you remember very well how differently Doflamingo treated you when you returned to his side.

You feel a little sad that he has such distrust in you… Everything you do, you do only for him.

Not to mention it's a bit ridiculous, since some of the clothes were personally chosen for you by Doflamingo. All your efforts only serve to live up to his image of the "perfect woman" and so far, you have been rewarded with everything you could wish for…

Knowing that Doflamingo is a very demanding man, you have made it your personal goal to live up to his expectations, but this seems now to be your undoing...

You can tell from Doflamingo's tense expression that he is still quite angry as he remembers Crocodile's words. In his eyes, it is more than impudent that someone would dare to say such words to him.

“I've never noticed how greedily the eyes of others follow you. At one point I thought about taking the lives of everyone who lusted after you, until I realized that would have been everyone…"

You reach for his hand without giving much thought to whether Doflamingo would allow it or not and stroke it gently.

"Keeping you away from everyone's prying eyes is the only option left to me." You know his actions are not right, because the ones who suffer are only the two of you, but nevertheless you can understand his actions.

He takes off his glasses and touches his nose between his eyes, lost in his unexpected feelings. He's not quite sure why he's telling you this at all…

You should obey him, but seeing you cry has triggered completely different feelings in him. Before you, there were numerous women who adorned his bed and no matter how much they cried and begged for his attention, nothing had stirred in him.

"If you want, I can stay low… I dress differently and avoid men… I just want to continue to be by your side...” - “No. You should be able to show off your beauty.”

Your heart skips a beat as he looks into your eyes with seriousness, but you don't know what other compromise you can make.

“I see…” You look sadly at the covers. There must be another solution than locking you up in the castle like a bird in a cage. Doflamingo's fingers intertwine with yours and he gently pulls you close. He lifts your chin with one finger and his usually hidden eyes show you the love he has suppressed all this time.

"However, seeing you cry like that made me realize how much I missed your smile." Are you dreaming or is that really your Doffy talking? You are at a loss for words. Even if the situation isn't resolved yet, a hint of a smile comes to your lips.

"Doffy, I'm just crying over you!" You give him your most genuine smile as you look into each other's eyes before continuing with your words. After he has revealed his true feelings to you, it is your turn to express your own thoughts.

"No one else could ever make me feel this way… I long to be with you… And I can understand your feelings... There are enough women fighting over you, but I never thought you could replace me." - "And I can't anyway, because you're the only one worthy of being by my side." He interrupts you in a lower voice.

“I know and the same goes for me. No one can take your place. Not even by force, because I know you wouldn't let them.” You snuggle up to him. You let out a sigh of relief knowing that you can finally be close to him again, that you can finally smell his intoxicating smell and feel his warmth.

His hand strokes along your fine curves, up to your shoulders and back down to your hips. You don't know how to solve this problem, but now you're sure that Doflamingo hasn't forgotten about you.

"I didn't know you feel the same way I do y/n." You shake your head with a smile, while he caresses your cheek.

“Imagining someone else standing by your side is already painful but not being by your side is hell, Doffy…” After longing for his tenderness for so long, you dare to allow yourself to kiss him.

After you shared a slow kiss, filled with longing, he nudges his nose against yours.

"Even if your makeup is all smudged, you're still the most beautiful woman in the world…"

That's it for today, my beloved ones. I hope you enjoyed it, kisses to you <3

𝑊𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑦𝑢𝑟𝑖.

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❞𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞❝

[ Ace | Kid | Law | Doffy ] Summary » Get down on your knees, sweetie and hold on tight. He will make you feel how much he wants you and give you what you need, you dirty girl. pssst... you don't have to be in a relationship to have your first time ;) Warnings » Mature content - "BDSM" - rough sex - rape »»» If you have problems with he content marked in red, please don't read the part with Doflamingo <3 - NO PROOFREADING -

! ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ !

ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: Law, Kid, Doffy : xuchuan/序川_ | Ace: kameoka908

A/N: The results of the last poll showed that this was the topic you wanted most. I can understand that (you naughty ones, lol), but I think it's sad that "He confesses his love?!" didn't win... *puts it in drafts anyway*

Some songs I heard while writing 🔥 ; Ari Abdul - Girls On The Internet / Mickey Valen - Chills (feat. Joey Myron) / Kailee Morgue - Siren / Shaker - BODY

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃. 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐰

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Without any understanding of what is happening around you, you kneel on the floor with your hands tied behind your back.

A blindfold prevents you from seeing what Law is planning to do to you, his steps are barely audible but you turn your head every time you hear a small sound.

The cold air wraps around your exposed body like silk, hardening your nipples and the only thing you can hear is the clacking sound of Law's shoes, while he circles around you like a predator.

Your breathing is a little heavy and nervous, waiting for something to happen, for Law to touch you, but Law just enjoys the sight.

He crouches down behind you, whispering in your ear with his deep yet calm voice, with no intention of touching you.

“Just for the record, you really want this, y/n-ya?”

Shivers run down your spine, making your heart beat faster, because his calm voice carries something commanding, something dangerous... something that makes you addicted.

“Y-Yes…” You whisper.

The corners of his mouth turn up into a dirty grin and he stands up again, leaving you kneeling on the cold floor.

"We'd better keep this between the two of us, you understand that, right?" His voice seems a little further away and shortly afterwards you hear something that sounds like rubber snapping against skin.

He slowly walks towards you again, his eyes wandering along your fine curves illuminated by the bright lamps, while he unbuttons his shirt to take it off.

“Yes…” you say quietly but this time with a firm undertone.

You can hardly believe how you both came to this, but you know that when you leave this room again, you have to pretend it never happened.

After all, this is not a passionate encounter between you… More like one between doctor and patient... although it looks a bit bizarre, but Law is just doing you a favor.

At least that's what you think, since there were never any kind of romantic signs between you… despite the fact that you have feelings for him, but you don't think he'll reciprocate.

“How are your knees? Do they hurt?” - “No, they don't.” You adjust yourself briefly, the long kneeling is indeed making itself felt, but somehow you like kneeling before him like a prisoner… without defense, just as nature created you…

and placed under the light of the infirmary.

It feels really good...

“Good girl.” His voice hums and excitement rises in you. You can literally hear the smile on his lips, while you neither know where he really is nor what he's up to.

Standing just a step in front of you, Law looks down at you as you stare cluelessly ahead, not really realizing that he's standing right in front of you.

"Look up at me, y/n-ya" You are taken aback by the near sound of his voice and just as he commands, you tilt your head back and look up.

“Good girl.” His praise makes you feel weak inside and the tingling in your stomach grows stronger towards your longing little cunt.

A feeling that you've missed so much and why you're both here...

It was certainly unpleasant to talk to Law about the fact that you have difficulty getting aroused, but you never dreamed it would come to this.

You had rather thought that there was a drug similar to viagra. A stimulant that would increase the humidity in your cave, but Law had a different idea. This one…

He crouches down and grabs your chin, watching you breathe heavily through your nose at the sudden touch and brushes his thumb over your bottom lip.

The feeling of the latex gloves is a little foreign, but you can feel the warmth of his hand. He presses a little against your teeth, causing you to open your mouth and welcome his thumb into your hot mouth.

As if under hypnosis, you suck on his finger and hear a satisfied hum from Law. He changes his finger and you greedily run your tongue around it.

“You're such a good girl…”

His finger leaves your mouth and strokes down your neck to your belly, leaving a wet trail of saliva behind.

His hand moves further down and you suck in your breath as he briefly runs two fingers through your puffy folds. The sudden touch pierces through your body and makes you aching for more.

Unfortunately for you, he prefers to take his time with you, which he obviously enjoys. Who could blame him?

Your somewhat nervous demeanor only makes the sight more arousing and every little reaction from you brings a little flicker to his eyes.

All you can feel is Law's hand on your back and then he suddenly picks you up. Since you can't see anything, everything happens a little too fast, making you feel like you've been thrown off balance.

He takes a few steps with you and sets you down on a cool, metallic surface. The faint smell of disinfectant hits your nose. You must be sitting on the operating table, you suspect.

Law spreads your legs wide, thinking he could take you here and now if he wanted to, since the table has the perfect height, but he wants to hear you beg for it.

His hands caress the inside of your thighs and pass close to your core, over to your pelvis. These indirect but intense touches make you insane, the burning in your center increases and you move your butt desperately back and forth.

Law's deep laugh fills the room as his hand moves over your hips to your breasts.

"You're a needy little girl, aren't you y/n-ya?"

You're a little embarrassed. The way you respond to his touch, you couldn't say that you have a problem with getting aroused.

No matter what you tried to get yourself in the mood, you didn't get wet. At first it helped to think about Law, but at some point even that wasn't enough.

“I need you Law…” Came quietly from your lips. Somewhat perplexed, Law stopped in his tracks. It took him a second to process what was coming from your sweet lips.

He runs his tongue over his lips while looking into your blushing face

“Oh yeah, you need me, y/n-ya?” Your name in his mouth sounds dirtier than usual and he gently strokes your sensitive nipples.

Overwhelmed by the wet feeling of his tongue on your breast, you hum softly and nod your head.

A little bite in your nipple makes you twitch.

"Say it, y/n-ya." he demands of you, his breath on your skin and two fingers on your nipple pinching it.

“Ahh hah, I need you Law!” You whimper with excitement rather than pain.

"Yeah, I knew you needed me." His voice becomes a little darker and confident.

You try to lean back a little and support yourself with your hands, but the ropes make it a little difficult. Despite the pain, you don't let it stop you from enjoying Law's gentle kisses between your breasts and you let your head fall back.

Your soft moans fill the room as Law teases your nipples with his tongue while one hand strokes your thigh up and down, always a little closer to your pussy.

Instinctively your hips move back and forth in response to his stimulating touch, leaving your body aching for more.

Law placed his thumb between your folds and began to circle over your clit. Sliding slowly down a little to glide over your hole with light pressure. By this point your pussy is so wet, that he literally slips through your puffy folds, making your cunt produce lewd noises.

"Tell me, were you this wet, when you thought about me in your bed?" Your body tenses, not daring to speak as his deep voice fills your ear. Law has to smirk a little at how cravingly you squish your pussy into his gloved hand.

"The way you moaned my name made me almost go crazy, you know y/n-ya? It cost me a lot not to barge into your room…"

You bite your lower lip… Did he eavesdrop on you?

"Were you no longer satisfied at some point and that's why you came to me…" The pace of his fingers between your lips increased, raising the heat in your chest.

“…because you need me?” With your brain running at full capacity to process all these feelings, the only thing that comes out of your lips is an unrestrained moan.

He praises you repeatedly, calling you his 'good girl' while leaving a trail of kisses all the way down your belly.

He takes in the sight of your lovely swollen puss, feeling the tension in his pants.

“Such a beautiful pussy…” he whispers as he drops his pants. His breath brushes over your cunt and makes it twitch slightly. He grabs you by the lower legs and pulls you towards him while you struggle to keep your balance.

Slowly, he runs his warm tongue between your lovely lips and gently strokes your clitoris. He enjoys you to the full while his slow movements drive you over the edge.

You would like to grab his head and push him closer to feel some relief, but the ropes prevent you from doing so.

“Law I want you!” You moan, longing for relief.

His slow tongue strokes are warm and the even pressure is tickling your nerves. He licks your sweet spot one last time with his tongue before he fulfills your wish.

He eagerly places his magnificent piece at your entrance and smears himself with a mixture of his spit and your juice as he strokes his tip through your folds.

"Do you want me to thrust my dick inside you?" he asks you in a raspy voice. You nod your head enthusiastically, but Law leaves you waiting, to enjoy the sight of his cock sliding effortlessly through your soft lobes.

All of a sudden he violently pushes into you and his name escapes your lips. He pushes his whole length into your pussy hole, making it difficult for you to hold yourself with your tied hands.

Law notices your misery and reaches for the ropes to untie them as he penetrates your tight hole over and over again.

With your mouth slightly open, you try to get your rapid breathing under control, but the sensation caused by Law's movements is overwhelming.

His fast and deep thrusts bring you closer towards your climax and you can barely keep up with the moans.

"Uhh, Law… mhh I think I'm gonna cum!"

But before you can reach your orgasm, Law pulls out and leaves you feeling empty.

You whimper a few incomprehensible words and beg him to fill you up again. Law, who just wanted to delay his own orgasm, dives into you again but this time starts to pleasure you with slow and steady thrusts.

You start massaging your breasts with your hands, which drives Law insane. You squeeze and pinch both your nipples, unable to see how Law watches you with satisfaction in his eyes.

Suddenly, Law grabs your blindfold and rips it off your face. You have to blink a few times to get used to the bright light but quickly your attention is focused on the way you are being fucked by Law.

With his lips slightly parted, he struggles to breathe but his eyes are fixed on you as you fondle your bare breasts.

Watching him fuck the soul out of your body gives you a little reminder of what's happening in reality. With the blindfold you had a sort of distance from what was going on between you, as if you were being fucked by a stranger.

It was exciting, but watching Law, as he enjoys thrusting his hips into you, is even more exciting.

You barely managed to hold on to Law's shoulders as he lifted you up while his member was still inside you.

Automatically you wrap your legs around his hips and with his hands on your butt he moves you up and down, on his dick in a gentle motion.

Moaning, you nestle against his neck and enjoy the feeling of his hot skin on your naked chest.

𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐃. 𝐀𝐜𝐞

[ 576 words ]

A/N: Ace is really short, sorry. I'll make up for it soon with a spicy OneShot :D

Both of you, completely out of breath, try to keep the noise to a minimum. If someone catches you, bad rumors will spread around the ship, but you can't resist Ace any longer.

In a storage room, you cling to Ace who lavishes you with a thousand kisses on your neck. Usually no one ever comes in here because there's nothing but useless junk, but the thrill of being caught is pretty exciting.

Again and again you remind each other to be quiet as your lips fall over each other.

The way he grabs your breasts and strokes your hips tells you that he's greedy for more. Greedy for you.

And you are just as greedy. Your hands run curiously over his chest, feeling every muscle. His body is burning hot, so hot that you need to get out of your clothes quickly and as you reach for the hem of your top, Ace is happy to help you free yourself from your clothes.

Stripped of your clothes, you explore each other's bodies in the dark storage room without parting your lips for once.

All you can feel is how Ace traces soft kisses down your neck all the way down to your wet pussy. You lift one leg and try to support yourself against the wall while Ace runs his warm tongue through your folds.

“Mhmh, y/n, you taste so good.”

He grabs your buttocks while he devours your pussy juices and moans in pleasure along with you. You grab his black hair and move your hips to his licking movements.

His warm tongue is truly talented and you enjoy how evenly and slowly he strokes through your folds. Over and over again he presses his tongue against your hole only to then skillfully stroke your sweet little clit.

“Mhmm Ace, please put it in.” you whimper a little. You want to feel him inside you.

He turns you to face the wall and lifts one of your legs. You immediately stick your butt out towards him and feel his massive erection on your ass, just waiting to explore your soft hole.

He guides his big friend to your entrance and you both moan in pleasure as he slides it inside you. For a brief moment, he lingers in the position where he has his entire member inside you. Your walls wrap around him so comfortably tight.

Surely but slowly he starts to penetrate you.

If you had known how big he was, you would have let him touch you much earlier, but well, better later than never…

With Ace's hands firmly on your hips, he guides you towards him again and again with force. Both your breaths are ragged and you keep forgetting that you could be just a moment away from being caught.

His hand finds its way along your skin to your breast and massages it gently. He pulls you a little closer so that you arch your back and he peppers your neck with lots of hot kisses. You feel your hair standing straight

You feel your hair stand straight and you happily surrender to his every touch, feeling tempted to disappear into this little secret chamber more often. With Ace, of course.

Just as you are both getting closer to climaxing, without any control over your voices, you hear footsteps from outside that you don't register at all.

“Hello, is anyone in there?”

𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐨

[ 2344 words ]

All kinds of gorgeous women are lined up in a row, including you. In the beginning your group was much larger, but a few women have already been sorted out by Diamante, one of the king's three highest officers. Women who might not be to the king's taste.

Dressed in skimpy clothes, you stand in a large hall in the castle and wait for Doflamingo to appear. The king has once again tortured his last toy to death and demands to see all the unmarried women in the kingdom...

Frightened, you stand between women who confidently assume that they could win the king's heart, but you know that he has no heart.

The massive door opens and the man in question walks in. He walked past all the women without even glancing at them, while a few ladies lost their composure due to excitement.

You pray that he doesn't choose you… That maybe he won't choose anyone, because no one catches his interest. But unfortunately for you, he stops right in front of you and turns to face you.

“You look scared…” There's something crazy about the smile on his face and you don't dare move a muscle.

He grabs your chin and looks at your face. Your widened eyes stare at him in fear, you try to avoid his gaze but he forces you to look into your horrified reflection in his glasses.

“I'll take that.” he announces and disappears from the hall again. Tears well up in your eyes as you realize that he doesn't even see you as a human being. You're just an object he pleasures himself with until you break.

Servants come quickly and lead you through the long corridors without talking to you. Everything seems so foreign to you and you don't dare say a word…

You don't really want to know what's happening to you now. Even though you know exactly what is going to happen, you want to block it out, maybe there will be a chance to escape, but that chance didn't arise…

The maids bathed you, perfumed you and applied expensive lotions to make your skin soft and smooth. After they put you in a silky nightgown, which to your surprise was quite pretty rather than slutty, they led you to the attached bedchamber.

They made you sit on the huge bed, on which you felt a little lost because it was so big, and guarded you. Their eyes are cold and reserved on you, but earlier, when they bathed you and you cried, the pity in their eyes was obvious.

You feel like a doll that has been glammed up to please the king and now you have to wait for him to come and play with you…

You think of your family and friends that you will probably never see again and fight back your tears. You're a bit scared, especially because it's your first time...

The double doors of the room open and you don't even have to look up to know who is entering. His wicked chuckle is easy to recognize and you clench your fists to hide your shaking hands.

"Fufufu - How nicely they've arranged you for me."

His frame casts a shadow over you that makes you look up at him slowly. Your frightened demeanor amuses him, causing him to smile maliciously and he places his knee on the bed, coming close to you.

"Get out." He spoke without taking his eyes off you and the maids quickly hurried out of the room.

There you are now. Alone with Doflamingo.

You clutch the pink silk sheets and grit your teeth. With all your might you try not to look too afraid, but Doflamingo can literally taste that you are tense.

“Why are you so scared? fufufu.” There's something poisonous about his voice, something that makes you shudder. The closer he gets to you, the more you scoot backwards to keep your distance.

What you should know is that Doflamingo enjoys this game of cat and mouse. You are his prey and he will definitely snatch you. The way you wiggle backwards into the many cushions is simply entertaining.

Your heart skips a beat as you realize that you can't get any further back, because the head of the bed is behind you.

You don't even have the nerve to think about how you can convince Doflamingo not to sleep with you while he's reaching for you. But do you really think you can convince him with your words? Probably not.

He will make use of your body and nothing can stop him, you are sure of that. That's why you just sit in front of him, like a scared little bunny, making itself smaller and smaller.

His fingers go through your hair and holds it up to his nose. You stare stiffly at him as he savors your scent.

“Ahhh…” He moans satisfied and brushes your hair against his cheek "Your scent is so bewitching, I fucking love it." You swallow hard. You want to scream but you're afraid to make even the slightest noise.

“But you know what I love even more? The fear in your eyes.”

He grabs you roughly by the chin and forces you to look up at him. You breathe anxiously through your nose.

He is crazy.

You manage to gain control of your body and push him away from you. Surprisingly, he allows you to do so.

“Are you scared? Fufufu…” He leans back a little and looks down at your pathetic figure as he removes his shirt. You avoid his gaze and turn your face downwards.

You feel uncomfortable that he's making fun of you like this. His long index finger appears in your field of vision and Doflamingo lifts your chin.

"Don't be afraid, I can start by myself if you like." His voice is calm and a little teasing but the words he says sound lewd, something you're not used to.

You shyly dare to take a look at his upper body. His abs are nicely tanned and well trained. Surely, if he wasn't such a sick man, he would be every woman's dream.

You watch him as he unzips his pink pants allowing his long member to finally escape the prison of his tight pants. You swallow a little. This size is definitely not for beginners…

“Fufufu… Are you that hungry to swallow like this; or are you just shocked?"

Caught off guard, you look up at him. You didn't realize that Doflamingo was someone observing you so closely. Nervously, you bite your lip.

You had rather expected him to pounce on you and tear your clothes off, but he just sits in front of you and undresses himself with no hurry, while you ogle at his body with uncertainty.

Suddenly he rushes towards you and leans over you, stroking his member with one hand. Startled, you grab the blanket with both hands and press yourself into the mattress, hoping it will swallow you whole.

You try to avoid any kind of physical contact and close your legs. Unfortunately, Doflamingo forces his leg between them before you can do so.

“Don't be shy, dear.” He runs his tongue over his lips as if he wants to devour you and you turn your head to the side. You look around the room, the only option is to make a run for your life, as fast as you can, but will you be fast enough?

Doflamingo straightens up and strokes your thigh lovingly, gushing over the sight of you. You look so pathetic the way you desperately try to figure your escape.

It's written all over your face that you're scared. Probably not scared enough to make smart decisions, because you jump up, push Doflamingo away and run for the door.

You don't have the nerve to even notice that Doflamingo doesn't move a bit. He just laughs his nasty laugh. Just before you can reach for the doorknob, several thin strings wrap around you and hold you in place.

You try to defend yourself and stretch towards the door, but you quickly realize that the strands are cutting into your skin and blood starts to flow in some places.

Before you know it, Doflamingo is standing behind you and grabs you roughly by the neck, throwing you to the ground. He loosens your strings and applies pressure to your back with his foot.

It hurts. He presses his foot into your spine and when you try to support yourself from the ground, he crushes your head back down. Your tears gather. Why doesn't he just find someone who's into stuff like this?

“If you behave yourself, we'll both have a lot of fun…” His voice is no longer teasing, more threatening, as if you're going to die if you don't start acting good.

He grabs your arm and pulls you up. With one hand he makes a strange gesture and you immediately feel the strings tighten around your neck.

"If you're acting bad, I'll kill you." It gets tighter around your neck and you try to move as little as possible while you can't breathe.

You find yourself on the bed again and Doflamingo, who has completely separated from his pants right in front of the bed, looks down at you with a dark expression. His nasty smile has disappeared.

“It would be a shame if I had to kill you, so I hope you behave yourself.” His words leave you defenseless. If you deny him your body now, you will die. You swallow and look fearfully at where you suspect his eyes are.

“I… I'll b-behave.” Your voice is barely a whisper and shaky.

“Very good.” The corners of his mouth turn upwards and his strings loosen at your throat.

He kneels on the bed and pulls you closer using your thighs. His member lands on top of you and reaches your belly button. Aside from its length, you are concerned about its width. That's going to split you in two…

His big hand runs down your thigh, moving over to your stomach.

"The fabric looks gorgeous on your body." Unexpectedly gentle, he goes over your chest. The cool fabric of your nightgown stimulates your nipple and it stiffens.

However, it disgusts you that such tender touches belong to a loathsome man like him.

He grabs you by the neckline of your nightgown and literally rips the whole thing off your body. You flinch and try to cross your arms in front of your chest.

This sudden exposure makes your face flush crimson red. You feel his strings on your wrists and they pull your arms over your head.

“That's a nice sight.” You can't look at his messed up smile and close your eyes. You feel his cock throbbing against your body as he takes great pleasure in the way you try desperately to control your breathing without making a sound.

“Look at me.” His voice is cold and you widen your eyes, not daring to blink.

He strokes over your panties and applies a little pressure to your clit. Using slow circular movements, he caresses your little cunt, making it twitch. He runs his fingers over your skin with great tenderness and disappears under your underwear and his cold fingers make you twitch.

You curse yourself for feeling the pleasure of his touch. You're no stranger to such touches, you've done it to yourself before, but when someone else does it, it's a whole different story.

You bite your lip; surprisingly, he touches you just the way you like it. As if he knows your body all too well.

You tense your body. You don't want to be aroused by him, but unfortunately you are forced to realize that your body is moistening your folds all by itself.

"There is no point in resisting, my dear."

He pushes your underwear aside and places his member at your entrance. Your pleading looks only excite him even more and he stuffs his entire tip into your soft pussy. “N-no…! please don't.” you beg but he ignores you and continues to slowly drive his cock into you. The wetness of your cunt is barely enough for his shaft and you look down at yourself in pain, only to realize that he hasn't even come close to disappearing inside you.

Suddenly he stops.

“Fufufufufu… What do we have here? A virgin?” He licks his lips and rips his glasses off his face after discovering your blood on his member. He looks down at his cock and you are speechless about how his eyes can look even crazier than his smile does.

Your heart skips a beat as he looks directly into your pupils. His eyes are terrifying and more aggressive than you could have imagined.

“This seems to be my lucky day!” he gets louder. His laughter is maddening and without warning he thrusts his whole cock into your little hole. The pain tears you apart and you feel your warm blood running down your butt.

His thrusts are so fast that your whole body tenses up. Hoping that by resisting, you'll be able to stay focused and not go crazy from the adrenaline and pain.

Both the pain and the excitement of his hard thrusts drive you into madness. You let your head fall back and pray that it will end soon or you will find yourself passing out from the pain.

You feel stretched out and his movements are way too fast.

You can't even desperately hold on to the bed because your hands are still tied together over your head and so you let yourself be fucked into mad despair...

𝐄𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐊𝐢𝐝

[ 1675 words ]

It felt like it was the hundredth drunk guy grabbing your ass today. With a sudden yank, you hit the guy, while balancing a tablet with your other hand. The man was literally smashed into the ground and the floorboards broke... that's the kind of strength you have.

Drunk men are disgusting, bleurgh...

"Get your hands off me you disgusting bastard!" You wave your hand a little and blow it as you feel the heat from the impact, suppressing a smile as you look at the mark on the guy's face.

Your own hand is starting to hurt, after all the punches you've thrown at men today. You give the drunkard a disgusted face and waddle back to the bar.

You watch his comrades angrily, as they try to pick up the guy who's been knocked out and polish a few glasses.

However, that's your job and your life isn't a dream come true. You're lucky that Madame Lingerie took you in and raised you… even though it was in a brothel.

From one of the other tables, loud laughter exploded, drawing your attention to the noisy people.

A large, broadly built man with a body covered in scars and fiery red hair sat in the middle of the seating area. On both sides of him are one of the most beautiful prostitutes from the house, laughing with him about the show you put on in front of everyone.

Eustass Kid. A name that is very well known in this world.

You try to avoid the looks he gives you and clean up behind the bar. You certainly don't need approval from a pirate… and yet you catch yourself glancing over at them, every now and then.

"Hey woman, bring me two beers and sit with me!" He shouts over to you. You straighten your back and look over at him with furrowed brows. Casually you put one hand on your hip while giving him a challenging grin.

“My humble self is not for entertainment Eustass.” Your smile is sassy and Kid bursts out laughing.

“Entertainment? How about some company? You surely need a little break." He shows his teeth while flashing you a big smile.

Well, you have to admit that his devious manner is quite captivating. Something about the way he smiles crookedly at you is quite attractive. Finally someone who can be a pleasant challenge.

Without breaking eye contact, you tap him a new beer, but not a second one. You're sure the second one is for you. It's charming that he buys you a drink, but you prefer something else. You quickly mix yourself your favorite drink and go over to his table.

"Well, I don't see a spot available here." You stand casually with your drinks in your hand. He invites you to join him, but there's not even room for you? His drunken crew members look at you mischievously, too mischievously for your taste. Kid smirks and pats his thigh.

"You're looking for a seat? I've got one right here for you." He laughs at you challengingly. A little stunned, you blink at him but start to run your tongue over your teeth in a combative manner.

“Oh? Two beautiful women by your side aren't enough for you, so you need a third?” You put the drinks down on the table and cross your arms in front of your chest. You're not one of the girls he can pick… Apart from that, you wouldn't like to share.

“Killer, will you take these two for me? I need some space here…” He pushes the ladies away, but they have no problem leaving with Killer.

"Be careful y/n, Kid is a rough man..." one of the girls winks at you as they walk past and you roll your eyes.

If only you knew what she meant by that…

You'd love to blame it on the alcohol that you ended up on his ship but the truth is that the chemistry between you was just too good. You could literally feel the sexual attraction between you.

Making out like crazy, the two of you almost fall into his cabin and with eager hands you run over his chest. You rarely part your hot lips to catch your breath.

His hands reach around you and he lifts you up to carry you over to a table and place you on it without letting go of your lips once. You impatiently try to free yourself from your jacket and draw a deep laugh from Kid.

“Someone wants to get down to business quickly.” - “Shut up and get out of your pants!” You hiss at him and give him a little bite on the lip.

Impatiently, you grab his pants and fumble with his belt but Kid grabs your hand and pulls you away. With just a few quick moves, he turns you around and pushes you onto the table so that your butt is facing him.

He takes his time to enjoy the sight how your leather pants frame your round ass. He loves leather. He kneads and strokes your curves, occasionally giving you a small but tender slap on the ass. A dirty laugh escapes your lips as you look at him over your shoulder.

"So, do you like what you see? Wait till you see my ass without pants.” His eyes move from your ass to your face and a naughty smile adorns his face.

"That's not going fast enough for me." Is all he says before he rips your pants off.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” You try to turn around but Kid holds you down. A little tearfully you mourn your leather pants. They had served you well and now you're going to end up like this? Poor pants.

But your mourning comes to an quick end. Kid slaps your booty vigorously with his hand, causing a resounding noise to echo through the silent room. You feel his handprint precisely and even though it was a bit tingly at first, you feel a growing warmth in your core.

Again and again he reaches for your butt and decorates your skin with red marks of his hand. Each stroke sends you into a frenzy, an overwhelming pain that is both pleasant and humiliating.

In addition, you like to let him hear how much you enjoy his rough behavior and moan without holding back.

"Well you dirty little bitch, you like that?"

You grind your teeth. You're obviously into it. Annoyed and full of lust, you wiggle your ass at him.

"Come on you fucking pirate and just fuck me!" You growl at him. You want sex and you want it now.

To your delight, you hear a clinking sound, a belt buckle opening and shortly afterwards the muffled sound of his pants falling to the floor.

But before he just fucks you, you want to have some fun with him first. You turn around skillfully and get straight down on your knees.

You bite your lip and grin broadly when you see his huge cock. "Delicious." you say in a seductive voice as you look him in the eye. Kid's cock grows instantly as you look at him with your naughty smile.

You caress his cock with your tongue, while moaning softly. His flesh feels so good and you notice how wet you get between your legs. Kid can't stand the sight of you and the feeling of your soft mouth for long and forces you back onto the desk.

With a look of excitement, you spread your legs and wrap your arms around his neck as he strokes his member over your squishy folds. Impatiently, you rub against him and relieve yourself with the pressure his stiff member causes on your clit.

His big hands literally dig into your thighs as he thrusts into you. With low and deep thrusts, he draws sounds of satisfaction from your lips and you let your head fall back.

You wrap your legs around his hips, wanting him even closer to you and pushing him deeper into you. His thick dick fills you up perfectly and the pressure he leaves inside you as he holds this position makes the hair on your arms stand up straight.

“You're pretty greedy, I like that.” He grunts between the thrusts he slams into you.

His hands grab your tits and he pulls and twirls your nipple. You've never been touched so roughly and hell, you never want to miss it again. He gives your breast a little slap and moans dirty words into your face.

“You little slut should be mine.” He grabs you by the throat, with his hand going around your neck with no problem. He doesn't squeeze too hard that you lose your breath, just enough to drive you fucking nuts.

Excited by his overwhelming dominance, you arch your back.

"Mmhm, what's in it for me?" You grab his arm, whose hand is still on your neck, and hold it in place. You like the submissive role.

“You'll get a mouthful of my cock, every night if you like.”

“Mhmm, that's not entirely convincing.” Even though you've discovered your submissive side, you don't want to miss out on the challenge.

You love to provoke him. Suddenly he lifts you up and bends you over the table.

“You like getting your butt slapped, don't you?” His fingers gently caress the curve of your ass.

"Hey, who said you could stop fucking me?" Your cheeky manner earns you a slap on the butt.

"Shut the fuck up." he roars threateningly as he massages the red spot on your ass.

“I'll make you mine, you'll have no say in the matter...” He spreads your legs and gives you a little slap on your puffy pussy.

“I have no objections.” You moan in satisfaction.

Weeehw. It's finally done I hope you enjoyed it. I definitely enjoyed it :3

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