*mature content warning*

"Law."

"I want you."

He let out a shaky exhale, taking in the sight.

You on all fours the strap of your tank top slipping off your shoulder, hair slightly tousled, cheeks flushed, gaze half lidded.

That vulnerable needy expression.

He could see your thong, the curve of your perfect ass, slim waist, the outline of your chest, nipples through the fabric of the top.

He could feel himself throb in his pants, body taught with anticipation.

You didn't have to try.

You didn't have to do anything at all- and somehow you had him fighting every urge in his body not to put his hands all over you.

The way you bit your lip when you concentrated.

The way you snapped back at him with your snarky comments.

Hell- even when you cried.

It didn't matter because somehow the man who had everything planned, organized, under complete control- felt himself spiral.

He found himself speaking and acting without thinking around you.

It almost frustrated him.

Because he also fell in love with your mind.

Your wittiness. Your intelligence. Your coyness. Your smartass side as well as your emotional one.

The way you empathized.

The way you listened.

The way you fell apart.

And he fell apart so fast too.

As your hand stroked him slowly, his hips twitched, already leaking precum from the way you touched him and looked at him.

His head fell back a low groan escaping him as you slowly traced your tongue along him, taking him in your mouth.

Slowly bobbing your head up and down, taking in more of him each time, his hips twitching to match your pace.

"Fuck- ah-"

His hand tangled in your hair pulling your head back.

"I want to fuck you."

The words left his lips without hesitation.

Although, the truth was he had almost cum the second you put your mouth on him.

When he started to shift you placed a hand on his leg to keep him in place.

"I want to be on top."

Jesus-

He had planned on being the one on top so he could control the pace, control how fast, control you.

But how could he say no at the sight of you tugging off your panties already shifting to straddle him-

His hands immediately came to your hips, fingers gripping your soft flesh, breaths already erratic.

The second your hips hovered above him, aligning with him he shivered.

He could feel you were soaked, fingers moving to grip his shoulders sinking in slightly as you slowly started to lower yourself, taking him inside you.

He could feel the way you gripped him, taking him all the way in you immediately causing him to let out a groan as you moved.

His hips twitched snapping to meet yours causing you to let out a breathy noise, legs trembling.

He watched you, biting your lip clearly trying to get a hold of yourself which you found difficult when he gripped your hips burying himself deep in you without warning.

"Let me-"

You managed to get out, slowly starting to move at a steady pace.

God he could've finished right there but he didn't want it to end.

His eyes were glued to you.

He was mesmerized.

You were still new to all of this.

He observed the way your expression shifted from unsure, and quickly became confident and then dazed over when you found yourself lost in pleasure.

You were perfect.

Trembling thighs pressed on either side of his. Hips moving steadily. Nipples hard through the material of the tank top, lips parted, face contorted in pleasure. Soft skin flushed, eyes watering from overstimulation when you came. Hair tousled, back arching. And your perfect pussy.

You started to move faster, and his hips snapped up to meet yours.

Faster, harder.

"Shiina-"

"Fuck-"

"I'm gonna-"

He jolted up, breaths heavy.

Chest heaving, heart beating in his ears.

An almost painful throb between his legs.

He knew it was there without lifting the bed sheets.

He groaned, raking hands through his messy black hair, as he rolled over, burying his face in the pillow.

That's how nearly every night had been since being in Punk Hazard.

Having to wake up with the sobering reality you weren't with him, in his bed.

You weren't even on his ship anymore.

You weren't going to be there when he got back.

"This must be Greenbit!" Usopp shouted facing the jungle in front of them.

Greenbit.

The name certainly made sense.

"HEY JOKER! It's me! Come get me!"

Law let out an exhale through his nose,

"Shut up."

A frown formed on Caesar's face, but he knew better then to say more.

Law lifted the his sword, pointing into the distance, to the beach on the far side of the island.

"See that beach on the southeast side of the island?"

"We're leaving you there at 3."

Caesar swallowed hard and nodded.

But then another shout caused all four heads to turn.

"WHAT IS THAT?!"

The four of them were all looking to the direction Usopp was now pointing.

It was a giant navy ship that was fully stuck on land, half hidden by all the plants and foliage of the island.

Law's gaze flickered to Robin as the woman held binoculars up, to examine the seeming shipwreck.

She was silent a moment, before she spoke,

"The cuts on that plant look fresh. Its arrival had to be recent."

"And its body is not as damaged as we believe."

She put the binoculars down, turning to glance at Law, her expression serious.

"It's only a matter of time before the navy shows up."

"WHATTTTT THE NAVY-"

Usopp smacked Caesar as soon as he raised his voice.

"SHUT UP STUPID SCIENTIST YOU'RE TOO LOUD!"

And while the pair bickered, Robin studied Law.

"Why is the navy here?"

He remained silent.

She smiled slightly stepping closer to him, "You look like you're hiding something."

"It's a coincidence." He stated dryly.

Though he knew it wasn't.

In Punk Hazard he had mentioned to Smoker he would be at Green bit.

It was a part of the plan.

A set up.

Since Doflaimngo had resigned from his Warlord status, the navy would be after him as well.

Law sighed softly stepping away,

"They may be hiding on this Island."

"Long nose-ya. Nico-ya. Go Check the forest."

"May I ask-"

Huff huff.

"How do you know Law?"

You spoke between heavy pants,

"He found me, my ship had been destroyed."

"He kidnapped her and held her ransom for information." The white haired boy added from behind following closely.

Zoro stopped dead in his tracks,

"What?"

Sora slammed into him when he stopped suddenly causing Zoro to fly forward falling yet again.

You were huffing heavily, hands resting on your knees as you glanced at the green haired man.

"Yeah, that too."

He shook his head, standing to his feet, scratching the back of his head as he spoke,

"Just trying to figure out what we're getting into forming an alliance with that guy."

You were still panting softly, but you were standing straight as you looked at him,

"Alliance, hm?"

Zoro nodded then added,

"I probably shouldn't be telling you that."

Then came the high pitched voice, sticking its head out of his shirt,

"Oi! Stop flirting with the pretty girl and MPHhh-"

The fairy was cut off as Zoro shoved his head back down into his shirt with an annoyed grunt.

You let out a slight laugh,

"Poor thing probably can't breathe."

He shook his head still clearly hung up on what you had said,

"So did Law actually... kidnap you?"

"Yes-" "No."

You shot Sora a glare as you spoke at the same time, letting out a frustrated exhale.

"Alright where do we need to go- I'm tired of running, I'll just take us."

You extended your arms and within the matter of a few seconds gold lining sprouting from your back grew into a pair of large feathered wings, which folded into your back.

"Shiina-!"

You were quickly yanked into another back alley by the white haired boy, with Zoro quickly following behind.

"Oi! You..."

He stared at you in disbelief.

"She ate a devil fruit, yes," Sora stated in annoyance pinching the bridge of his nose,

"And why you would do that in the middle of the street is beyond me!"

Your brows furrowed.

You knew he was referring to your wings.

You crossed your arms,

"If they are planning to fight the current ruler of this place, that's going to cause a hell of a lot more commotion then this is."

Zoro rose an eyebrow,

"So you know the plan to take down Doflamingo?"

You nodded.

You didn't know the details, but you knew the end goal.

He paused,

"So then you and Law were... close?"

"Were you apart of his crew?"

You went silent for a moment just looking at the green haired man who you still couldn't take seriously with that awful disguise.

You shook your head,

"He just got information from me."

"That's all."

He studied you for a moment, reading your expression and still slightly thrown off by the giant wings that were folded against your back.

"So then what are you doing here?"

"Isn't the rest of his crew elsewhere?"

You went silent again.

"...let me reintroduce myself."

You looked at him, as he gazed at you with a skeptical expression.

You swallowed hard,

"My name is Donquixote Shiina."

2 minutes until Caesars hand off.

Beda Beda Beda.

Click.

"LAW!"

His voice was loud almost panicked. The sound of footsteps. And maybe a woman's voice?

"Oi, Blackfoot-ya. Did you find the factory?"

"You need to get out of there now!"

What?

"Doflamingo didn't resign from the seven warlords!"

Time froze.

It didn't make sense.

Or maybe, it did.

Doflamingo was in fact one step ahead.

Law's gaze flickered up when he felt a prickle go down his spine.

There, in the distance he came.

Strings attached to the clouds.

With his pink feather jacket he looked like he could be flying.

Blonde hair, sunglasses.

Sinister smile and laugh.

Donquixote Doflamingo.