Kid took you through a fast food drive thru on the way home. He was too elated with how well the night went to comment on how you could have eaten something at the party. Killer was happy to get himself a burger anyway. He was with you on not wanting something fancy. You liked fancy food just like anyone else, but some days you'd rather just have something simple and entirely too fattening.

Eating was a bit of a challenge with your hands sore and bandaged up but you made it work. It was nice that the party hosts offered to fix you up before you left. They actually took care of any of the wounds people had received from the event if they were willing to let them touch them. A lot of the contestants turned them down but Killer wanted your hands at least cleaned before heading home. Hayate had some skill with doctoring people up so Killer said he'd check you out further when you got back.

The ride back took a while and you curled up in Killer's lap and passed out before actually getting home. He was nice enough to make sure you stayed covered with his suit jacket but you weren't worried about Kid seeing anything. He was too busy driving.

While you did sleep, it was more the kind of rest where you would wake up a bit at times, just enough to vaguely hear voices and feel Killer running his hand through your hair. Nothing really made sense but it was all comforting. You'd come a long way from sleeping alone in a run down apartment, too suspicious of others to make connections and create relationships. You would've never left yourself so vulnerable around people like you do now. But there was always someone to watch your back now.

You didn't remember the noises and feelings fading back to a real sleep until you half woke up again, this time in Killer's arms. The soft yellow of indoor lighting was illuminating his features. His body vibrated against yours and you slowly realized it was because he was talking. If you focused enough you could catch bits and pieces of what he was saying.

"...check her hands.......take her to bed."

There was someone else nearby he was talking to. "...down here..."

You grumbled in annoyance when you were set down into a plush surface. Your eyes had closed at some point so you jumped when an unfamiliar pair of hands grabbed one of yours.

"Wha?" You blinked sleepily and got a face full of mohawk. Hayate.

"Hey there sleepyhead." Killer crouched by you, smiling. He'd pulled his hair out of it's half bun and his jacket was missing, wrapped around you instead.

"When did we get back?" You yawned, trying to keep your eyes open as Hayate carefully undid the bandages on your hand.

"Just a few minutes ago. We'll get a second opinion on your cuts and then head to bed."

"M'kay." You watched Hayate do his work but there wasn't much he needed to do. They were in about as good of shape as they were going to get for now.

"I think you'll be alright." He said. "Avoid using your hands as much as possible the next few days so they heal faster. Let Killer take care of you. These aren't bad but they just aren't in a great spot." He grinned at you. "Use those haki skills you learned next time."

You blushed. That would've been a good idea but you know what they say, hindsight is 20/20.

"Yeah, I'll do that."

He chuckled and rewrapped your hands after double checking them. "I'll change the bandages for you tomorrow. You should only need them for a couple days."

He stood up and headed for the door. You were just now realizing you were in your apartment. Killer did a good job of not jostling you on the way up.

"Have a good night you two, you definitely earned it."

The door closed softly behind it and Killer turned his attention back to you.

"Ready for bed?"

"I was ready some time ago." You giggled and stood up.

"Let's get you out of that dress then." He spun you around, eliciting more tired giggles from you.

He tugged at the lace keeping your corset tight and it slowly began to loosen up.

"Ugh that feels amazing." You sighed as it became easier to breathe. It wasn't too tight when he originally did it, but it was like taking off a bra after a long day. Nothing felt better.

"Better than sex?"

"It's right about up there."

"I'm going to have to up my game then."

You twisted around your head to see him grinning at you. "You do a damn good job in bed and you know it."

"I'd suggest going for a round but you look too tired for that." He pulled the dress up over your head and tossed it on the couch you were sitting on moments ago, leaving you stark naked.

"I can't tell what did me in," You sighed and began undoing his tie. "the heels or all the fire."

"Hmmm I'd say both." He unbuttoned his shirt easily while you threw the tie to the side.

"So what now? The cat's out of the bag about me. What grand scheme does Kid have cooking up?"

Killer kicked away his shoes and flung his shirt onto the pile of clothes on the couch. The shirt didn't do him any justice, you preferred him in his usual tee shirts. They accentuated his well toned torso so much better.

"We're going to see how things play out with everyone's new discovery of you and then start moving forward. There's no real plan yet but it's going to start getting hectic soon now that it's known you're with our group."

"Think we'll be able to handle it?" You ogled him as he stripped off his pants, now every bit as naked as you.

"Of course." He said with the utmost confidence. "We were tough before. With you, we're damn near already on top."

You liked the sound of that.

----

"(Y/n), your phone's going off." Killer groaned under you.

You were having some of the best sleep of your life until your boyfriend woke you up. Funny enough, you were in the middle of a very dirty dream involving him when he started rubbing up and down your sides, encouraging you to get up. You flopped over on top of him the reach for your phone. It was vibrating across the nightstand and had almost fallen off.

You sat up, effectively straddling Killer as you answered it. "Hello?"

"Blue you're the talk of the town!" Ivankov yelled excitedly in your ear. They were definitely feeling male today.

"What do you mean?" You winced at the pain shooting up your arms from your hands. They didn't hurt as bad last night but you guessed this was all part of the healing process.

Killer was licking his lips under you and leading your free hand along his chest. The look in his eye suggested he was more than happy with the view.

"Your transformation at the event last night! Everyone who's anyone has seen it by now. You put on one hell of a show my dear, it really was quite the sight."

You let out a squeak as Killer started massaging your thighs. He put a finger over his lips, telling you to be quiet as he smiled mischievously. Of course he was going to take advantage of this. His hands traveled up to your breasts as he waited for you to keep up with the call.

"Um, h-how did you see it? I didn't think you'd be there."

"I wasn't. You've heard about the black market televising, right? Sometimes they show new items in production or weapons deals. Last night was all about the city's party."

This was your first time hearing about this but you'd never delved so far into such shady things until now either. But as interesting as that was, you were too preoccupied with Killer to pay much attention to that. You'd done a great job of keeping quiet while he played with your breasts but it took all your concentration to keep from moaning when he lifted you up and slid his length inside you.

You were blushing madly, biting at your lip in an attempt to give yourself something else to think about besides how good it felt to have him stretching your walls.

"I'll have to look into that sometime." Your voice shook a bit but if Ivankov was curious about why you sounded off, he didn't mention anything.

"You should. It's important to be properly informed if you're going to put yourself in the thick of things."

Killer kept you lifted up high enough to thrust himself in and out of you without any effort on your part with a firm grip on your ass. He moved slowly, avoiding making any noise so Ivankov wouldn't be alerted to what you were doing. There was a shit eating grin on his face the entire time. He knew you couldn't, or maybe just wouldn't, tell him to stop.

"Anyway, you're already making waves Blue. People are going to start making moves soon. Very soon. I know a few of the worst generation leaders have already began making plans against you and the Kid gang."

A small whine left you as Killer started thrusting harder. The coiling warmth that had been building since he began grew all the faster and you would have to end the call soon if you wanted to save Ivankov from hearing the end of this.

"Are you doing alright Blue?"

He didn't miss the sound you'd made.

"Uh, yeah. I cut my hands last night and they hurt some is all."

"In that run in with Zoro-boy? You'll have to give me the details on that!"

Not right now you couldn't. Killer was fighting to hold back his own moans while you had to bite down on your knuckles to avoid making another sound.

"I-I'll have to get back to you later on that. Killer needs me for something."

"Oh, well call me back as soon as-"

You hung up before he could finish, right as your first sound of pleasure bubbled out your throat.

"Fuck you did good." Killer groaned.

"You're such an ass." You gasped when he let go of your backside and you practically dropped on him.

"And you still love me." He threw his head back as you ground yourself into him. "Fuck!"

He gripped your hips and held you down as he came, cursing the whole time as you continued to ride him until you climaxed not long after. You stilled on top of him, trying to catch your breath while he did the same, his chest heaving under your hands.

You frowned. "I didn't even get a kiss before you started all that."

"Bummer." He said, amused. The delighted smile told you he was basking in the afterglow, his eyes closed as he rubbed circles along your thighs.

You moved his hands to your waist and slid along his length teasingly. He was still hard and sensitive enough for you to pick on him a bit.

"Shit, don't do that." Killer rolled over until you'd switched positions and he pulled out. He pinned your hands above your head and dove in for the kiss.

You giggled into it, happy to get what you wanted so quickly. It didn't take much to convince him to shower you in kisses though even with his teasing you assumed he wanted it too. He liked to make things difficult sometimes, if only to see you get a little bent out of shape about it.

"What's the plan for the day?" You asked.

"Absolutely nothing."

"That's my kind of day."

You and Killer stayed in bed for the majority of the morning, simply enjoying each other's company. When you got up, it was purely out of necessity. Both of you were hungry and Hayate was blowing up your phone, telling you to get your ass downstairs so he could check your hands again and change your bandages. You didn't do it until he promised to get you coffee from the shop Killer took you to before. Your lover thought that was pretty funny.

The afternoon was spend lounging around in the common area, filling any members of the crew on last night's details when they came around to ask. Some of them walked around with puffed out chests like being associated with you made them tougher. It didn't. But who were you to tell them that?

Kid eventually came around and you thought he was there to socialize. But he had other ideas. Kid went straight to business. He had Heat, Wire, and Hayate come down so you all could discuss plans. At least you had most of the day to goof off.

"If we can beat the other gangs into submission, we can claim the entire city as our territory." The redhead started. He had dragged a chair over so he could face the rest of you in the couches and he was sitting in it all kinds of wrong. He had stradded the chair with his arms slung over the back and his chin resting on top of it, amber eyes scanning the room.

"Are you wanting to systematically take them down or....?" You trailed off, waiting for him to fill in with what he actually wanted to do.

"That'd take too long, even with the benefit of less competition." Wire said.

"We could threaten others into backing down. Everyone has their dirty little secrets." Heat suggested.

"That's just low." You frowned.

Killer scratched along his jaw. "We could always try allies. Find those willing to work with us on getting to the top."

"I'm not sharing the city." Kid growled.

"We don't have to. We'll keep our allies close, get to know how they work, and take them down after they'd fulfilled their purpose. It'd cut the work down and speed things up."

He wasn't wrong. The issue was finding the right people to work with.

Kid mulled it over, his eyes dancing around the room as his brows furrowed in thought. "Alright. Suggestions."

Now it was everyone else's turn to think.

"Ivankov called this morning." You started. "They said some groups are already making plans to be on the move as well, against us. We'd have to be careful not to pick someone who's already got something going against us."

"I think that'd cut anyone not from the worst generation out of our choices." Hayate said. "They'd probably want us out of the way, anyone up and coming would be a threat for the old timers and that's just what we are."

"Agreed." Kid nodded.

"Hawkins?" Wire offered.

"No." You shot it down before Kid could say anything. "He was suggesting I leave the gang in the maze, I don't trust that. Plus he gives me the heebee jeebees."

Everyone was willing to agree with that choice.

"What about Capone?" Heat tried.

"He's got a stick up his ass. Next." Kid scoffed.

"How about the Strawhats?" Killer said with a smile. "Luffy seems pretty innocent and he took a friendly liking to Blue. He'd be easy to play."

"He's annoying.....but that could work."

"His crew is small though. It might not hurt to extend an offer to someone else as well." Killer busied himself fiddling with your hair. You'd noticed lately he'd get a bit touchier like this when something had him excited. This whole venture was something he was greatly looking forward to.

"Fine. It'd have to be another smaller group then."

You weren't sure how big the other gangs were, but it didn't hurt to suggest someone who'd gained your curiosity. "What about that Law guy?"

"His crew is small." Wire added. What a lucky pick.

"I don't like 'em." Kid's face scrunched up in disgust.

"That's not a good reason to not ally with someone." You argued.

"Don't care."

"I'm just saying nothing screams big dick energy like walking into a party with a giant sword slung over your back." You shrugged.

Everyone looked at you with mild concern before Heat sighed. "We need to watch our language around her. She's starting to pick up on things."

"Can I not say what's on my mind?"

"You can....just please, not like that." Hayate practically begged. "The one woman in our group doesn't need to be tainted with language like that."

You looked to Killer for help and he was chuckling quietly. He'd heard the worst of your language before you two had started dating and made you tone it down a bit for the rest of the crew. They were finally getting to hear you without a filter.

"She's got a point." He said in your defense. "His gang would work well. It's small, easily as small as Luffy's, and therefore easier to eventually take down. Plus I know he and the Strawhats are on good terms. They'd work well enough together. We couldn't guarantee the same of other gangs."

"Fine." Kid growled. "Look into their backgrounds and send the invites for a meeting. We'll set something up."

This had gone surprisingly well. The extra funds you'd earned from the maze event must have kept Kid in his good mood. You hoped the gathering with the other two gangs went as well. But that'd probably be nothing more than wishful thinking.

(A/n)
I didn't plan on writing smut for two different books in one day but it happened???? I feel like it's pretty light though so maybe it doesn't count.