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Law lies under Cora-san’s body, panting and exhausted. He’s lost count of how many rounds they’ve gone, but his hole is twitching and swollen, and he’s so tired he can barely move his limbs. “Cora-san! I need to rest,” he huffs, weakly pushing at the man’s shoulder to stop him from sucking more bruises onto Law’s throat.
“Oh,” Cora-san says, and maybe he’s so well-fucked he’s delirious, but Law swears he can see puppy ears drooping on either side of the man’s head, blending in with the sex-mussed tousle of his hair. “If you’re sure.” The dim light of the bedside lamp makes the liquid depths of his red-brown eyes glimmer. Combined with the soft pout of his full lips, it makes him look like he’s on the verge of crying.
Fuck, Law thinks, because he doesn't want to go again, honestly isn’t sure that his body will hold up to it, but he also can’t deny Cora-san anything when he looks that pitiful. “Fuck,” he groans out loud, voice hoarse and gravelly as he says, “Fine.” He clenches his hole and shudders at the oversensitive ache that reverberates up his spine from being fucked so hard and so many times. “Just. Not my ass.”
“Yeah?” Cora-san asks, eyes sparkling like Law had just promised him the world. If he'd had a tail, it would be wagging. Big hands sweep greedily over the sides of Law’s legs, squeezing at the thick muscle. “How about here? Can I fuck your thighs?” He rubs his length against Law, still wet with lube and somehow already hard again, even though he’d spent himself inside Law only moments ago.
“You’re going to kill me,” Law groans. He wants to be annoyed, but then Cora-san nuzzles kisses down Law’s jaw with his mouth curved into an eager grin. How can he regret agreeing to another round when it makes the man he loves so happy?
When Law takes stock of how sore he is, he decides that his legs are, wildly, still in pretty decent condition. “Yeah, okay.” Before he’s finished speaking, Cora-san’s already grabbing for him. Law bats at his partner’s forearms, but he can't stop himself from smiling indulgently as he snaps, “Hey! Savour it! This is the last time!”
“Mmhm,” Cora-san hums, as if he doesn’t quite believe him. Law’s about to argue, but then he yelps when Cora-san sits back on his knees and drags Law’s legs up by his calves. He bends his head to brush a kiss against the knob of Law's ankle, then sets both of his feet over to one side of his chest.
Fuck, my heels don’t even clear his shoulder.
Sometimes it takes Law by surprise just how big Cora-san is. Despite how many times he’s already come tonight, despite how moments ago he'd have he was incapable of being turned on, and despite how he's so tired that his eyes are about to slide shut, the sight of Cora-san with both of Law’s ankles caught in just one of his hands sends a warm smudge of interest curling through Law's stomach.
Goddamnit, Cora-san. Stop being so sexy! I'm not going to survive it!
“Comfy?” Cora-san asks, unaware of the dilemma that he’s putting Law through as he starts to push his cock into the crease where Law’s thighs meet.
“Sure,” Law says, flexing his legs to get used to the new sensation. “You need more lube?”
“Nah,” Cora-san says, smirking. “You’ll be wet enough that I don’t need it.”
At first, Law thinks that Cora-san is just talking about how much sweat and come is leaking from his ass and smeared across his skin. Then, Cora-san tilts his body forward, and his cock pops out the other side of Law’s thighs. Law’s eyes go wide when he feels it drag against his balls and the underside of his spent cock.
Shit, he thinks, but it’s too late.
Cora-san has started rocking his hips, and he’s not taking his time to work up to speed—the man fucks like a jackhammer when he’s hungry for it. And he is hungry. It’s obvious in how he’s got his lower lip caught between his teeth, in how his head is bowed and his eyes are shut tight as he chases his pleasure.
Law groans as that heavy cock slides against his own. For all that his body feels like one big ache, he can feel his oversensitive member start leaking, grudgingly beginning to fill as the tantalizing friction increases. Really, this is more torturous than just getting fucked again would have been. If he had Cora-san in his ass, Law might have been able to drag him down face to face, to distract himself from the ache of his hole with kisses. In this position, though, that’s impossible. While Law is flexible, his legs are clutched tight to Cora-san’s chest, and he’s not nearly bendy enough to fold himself entirely in half. All he can do is stare intensely at his lover’s closed eyes as exhaustion drags his mood down, feeling forlorn.
“Cora-san,” Law pants, reaching out to brush his fingers across the man’s hip and get his attention.
Cora-san’s head jerks up, hazy eyes meeting Law’s in question. “Mm?”
“Don’t—nng!” A particularly hard thrust has Law’s vision whiting out for a moment as his body lights up with agonizing delight. Cora-san slows his pace just a fraction, but then Law manages to spit out, “No, don’t stop. Just—oh god—just. Look at me? You're so far away.”
Cora-san grabs Law's outstretched hand with his free one, locking their fingers together as he bends to kiss Law’s knuckles. “Sorry,” he mumbles against Law’s skin. “I won’t let you feel lonely.” Cora-san's eyes crinkle at the corners as he grins sheepishly, gleaming red in the dim light of their bedroom. How he can be so adorable and seductive all at once is a mystery that Law doesn’t think he’ll ever solve.
“Thanks,” Law manages to say, voice hoarse and breathy as emotions that he can't even name crackle through his chest.
Cora-san kisses Law’s fingers again and then, after a searching look, he begins moving again.
He starts out slow, taking his time to figure out how to move while both hands are occupied; one holding Law’s hand and the other keeping its firm grip on his ankles. Eventually, after a few tentative thrusts, Cora-san gets back to the quick tempo he prefers. His hips start to slap audibly against Law's ass, and with every strike, Law's skin lights up with sparkling electricity.
It feels like Law is melting, like he can't tell where he ends and Cora-san begins, he's so overwhelmed by unrelenting sensation. His sore cock is throbbing with reluctant arousal as Cora-san’s shaft continues to slide against it, and he can feel his balls tightening, somehow on the verge of another climax. Heat pulses through him in time with his heartbeat. He feels like he’s been scraped bare, vulnerable and raw, every nerve exposed and tender. With a frustrated, resigned grunt, Law bucks his hips, giving in to the fact that, despite his better efforts, he's going to be coming at least one more time tonight.
“You drive me—hn! Fucking crazy!” Law groans as he squeezes his legs together just a little harder, clenching Cora-san's cock all that much tighter against himself as he feels a familiar pleasure start to surge. “Gonna come!”
Cora-san is still looking Law in the eye, so it's fully obvious when his face brightens with smug satisfaction.
“Show me,” he says, eyes dropping greedily to Law's stomach.
Law clutches Cora-san's hand as he bites his lip and blows his load all over himself and Cora-san's still moving cock. He's not even done before he hears a throaty moan above him, and then Cora-san's length is pulsing against him as he comes so hard that some of it even hits Law in the chin. Fuck, fuck, fuck, is the only thing echoing through Law's sex-addled brain as Cora-san shoots stripe after stripe of hot come across his chest and stomach to mix with the mess Law had already made.
“Wow!” Cora-san pants breathlessly when he finally finishes. He gently lowers Law's legs to the bed then, as if that had used up all the delicacy he'd had left, flops down beside him into a graceless sprawl. “That was fun!”
“Fun…” Law throws his arm over his eyes, hoping that he might pass out before Cora-san decides he's still horny.
To his unending relief, before Cora-san can say anything else, his stomach grumbles loudly.
“Oh geez,” Law feels the bed shift, and assumes that Cora-san is looking at the clock. “I guess we’ve been at it a while, huh?”
“It’s breakfast time, isn’t it? We fucked all the way through the night, and now it’s breakfast time.” Law moans, exhausted and resigned to the whole situation. “Cora-san, I love you very much, but sometimes you make my life difficult.”
“Sorry, Law,” Cora-san says, sounding not a bit apologetic. “I could tell the others that you had a rough night and only just got to sleep?”
“You wouldn’t even be lying,” Law mutters. He considers getting up and doing his duties, even starts to push up into a seated position. His ass twinges the moment he activates his core though, and he slumps back down to the bed.
“Law?”
“Ugh.” Law sighs, deciding that he really is too incapacitated to attend to his regular duties. “Fine. Tell the crew that I’m taking a personal day and am not to be disturbed unless there’s a major emergency.” He raises his head from his sprawled position just enough to glare at Cora-san. “That goes for you too. That was the last round.”
“We’ll see how you feel after a bit of breakfast,” Cora-san chirps as he throws a towel over his shoulder and heads for the shower.
Law doesn’t even dignify that with a verbal response, just drops his face back to his pillow and raises both middle fingers at him as he passes.