The rest of the evening with Kid went well enough. He really enjoyed the older version of the movie, and you were able to watch most of it. You did hide into his chest a couple times, and he even told you when the offending scene was over, so you didn't have to peek at your own risk.

It was really sweet, and not surprising. You had long since known that despite the bravado and attitude, Kid was kind. It was selective to people he cared about, and he could be a feral bastard when it concerned others, but sometimes a feral bastard was what was needed.

He left shortly after, and even in those few hours it had become more comfortable and more natural to touch and kiss one another. The apprehensive nervousness had melted away quickly, likely due to how long you had been friends. Even going into work with your next shift together was comfortable. Eustass laid off his usual levels of teasing and flirting, but he didn't stop completely, so it didn't feel weird.

It was a relief to, when Law and his friends came in to work out that nothing had changed between them. Or, if it had, it wasn't obvious enough for you to pick up on.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday passed with ease, and you wished Eustass and Law well on their date. Law rolled his eyes at your word choice, but Kid laughed, promising to buy him dinner first.

You weren't going to know how things went, part of the agreement was to not ask about it. It was mostly to keep Kid and Law from competing, but it was also so that no matter what happened no one else was worrying about the others gossiping. The three of you getting together once a month gave you all a chance to talk about what had been going on.

Everyone would be there, and that way no one was saying something secretly, or twisting facts to suit one or the other.

Not that you felt Kid or Law were duplicitous in the slightest. Kid was entirely too blunt to be deceptive, and while Law was strategic, he wouldn't stoop to something like that. He's more likely to decimate someone with facts - though you could see him being immeasurably deceitful and cruel if it was necessary to protect his crew. Kid would just burn the city down, but Law would cause the city to fall in on itself and see blame laid at the feet of whomever he wanted blamed for it.

Then there was Luffy. He was more to the point like Kid, but with less anger. Blunt like a hammer, destructive like a wrecking ball, with a fierce sense of personal honor. In the end you were glad all three weren't your enemies, and relieved to know they were in alliance with one another.

The idea of them fighting one another left you thinking the Metro wouldn't survive it - and this was a city that had weathered four emperors and seven warlords for decades at this point.

Whatever the case, Friday came, and that evening Law knocked at your door.

You were just as nervous with Law as you had been with Eustass.

He took off his heeled boots as the door closes behind him. A full six inches shorter than Eustass, the six-inch step up from the entrance to the hall wasn't enough to have you and Law eye to eye, but it was closer.

Law takes his hat off and sets it on your head. "Should I get comfortable on the couch, or somewhere else, (Y/N)-ya?" He asks, his voice even and reassuring.

You take a step back, pulling the hat's brim down a bit to hide your blushing face. "C-Couch."

As he walks by, he ruffles the hat a little bit. "We'll go at your pace, so just breathe."

"Kid said something similar," you admit, smiling a bit as you hear him grunt a little. "Are you hungry? I can order something."

"I could eat," he answers, sitting down on the couch. "Thai's fine."

Your mouth was open, but you snapped it shut, feeling your cheeks go hot. "Okay maybe I do order Thai too much."

"The place nearby is good," he admits, patting the couch next to him. "Order in a little bit, come and sit first."

You smile a little to yourself, deciding to keep it tucked away how similar these two were. The little differences between them were enough to keep them from being clones, but that quiet kindness was the same. For Eustass it was tucked underneath a rough exterior and a loud voice, with Law it was hidden behind a well-practiced look of apathy and a tone that often sounded irritated before things had even started.

Instead of sitting beside him, you point to his lap. "May I?"

Law brings his legs together and opens his arms, a pleased smirk on his face as you straddle his lap the same way you had Kid's. Your knees sink into the couch this time, Law's body is lankier than Kid's as he's almost half as wide. He's lithe and dexterous and built for parkour and suspension bondage – Eustass is a tank built to hold people in place while he rigs them into suspension bondage. You shove the thought into the back of your mind, dismissing it as Kid's fault that you've had bondage on your mind since Monday.

Law's cool hands are on your thighs. His expressions are more subtle than Eustass', but there's no mistaking the content look on his face right now.

"May I kiss you, Trafalgar Law?" You ask, cheeks going red and your eyes shifting away from his gaze as those pale yellow eyes threaten to cut you open and expose your soul as easily as breathing.

"As much as you wish," he replies, his hands moving up your thighs to your lower back as lean forward. One hand on his chest, your other hand tilting back his hat that you're still wearing, you lean down enough to brush your lips across his lightly. A soft zing of pleasure shivers down from your lips to your chest and you hear the same almost shivering gasp from him as you both catch your breath.

There's a nearly palpable shift between the two of you. The hat falls to the couch as his hand was in your hair, cradling your head. Your body pressed against his as your lips crashed into one another. It was desperate frenzy as you both needed to be closer, to push into one another. You needed the cool doctor to ignite, you needed the soft taste of fruit and tea to disappear in the haze of pleasure as your tongues stole air from each other's lungs.

The rush of pleasure and the lack of air has your dizzy and when you finally break the kiss Law needs to steady you as your head spins. Soft kisses from Law fall onto your neck and collarbone as you catch your breath.

"What the hell was that?" You gasp. It's a purely rhetorical question, but the rush still has your head spinning.

"Attraction." Law answers flatly.

Something about how he says it has you giggling. The giggle turns into a laugh and you're looking into his eyes as the laugh turns into a wide smile, one that's reflected on the somber man's face as you put your forehead against his. You've seen Law smile genuinely maybe a dozen times in all the time you've known him, but this smile is somehow more beautiful and precious than any before it.

You tilt your head enough to kiss him again, softly, but persistently. Quiet gentle kisses exchanged between the two of you for a few moments as you sink comfortably against him.

"I'm sorry," you murmur softly, and feel him tense. "I'm sorry I took so long, I'm sorry I fell for two." You kiss him again and feel him relax. "I'm sorry we're doing something so complicated. I'm sorry I couldn't decide."

His hands cup your face, holding you back a little and catching your gaze. The expression on his face is almost frustratingly neutral. "You have nothing to apologize for. I knew what I was getting into." He pulls your face to his, kissing you softly. "I recall specifically telling you not to feel guilty, remember?"

You smile sweetly. "You did, my apologies." You lean in, kissing him again before leaning back.

"Should I put that food order in? I rented a movie as well," you explain, turning a bit look at the title again. "It's called Clue, it's an older movie, but it has multiple endings. It was that or something cerebral, and I figured it was better to go with something lighter."

"Keeping things simple the first time?" He muses, and you nod. There's a flicker on the stoic face and he lets a sigh slip. "It seems I'm a little jealous after all."

"Hm?"

"You are not more, or less, to whoever is first with you, or who isn't." He says, "but it bothers me that he'll get to hear you first."

Your face goes red as you realize what he's talking about. "It's -."

"We're not going to have sex together at the same time," he interrupts, his arms pulling you close as his low voice slips into your ear. "So someone was going to be first, and someone was going to have to wait. I'm not mad. I'm not complaining," His tone is comforting, and his hands are moving over your back, sending little shivers through you. "But, if you're okay with it, I'd like to hear you first."

"Th-that's..."

"You don't need to do anything to me in return, (Y/N)-ya." He assures you. "I won't even need to take your clothes off." His teeth tease your earlobe. "I won't see anything first; I just want to hear you."

"It feels like I'd be being unfair to you." You admit.

"I promise, I'll get all I want from it."

You can practically feel the heat radiating off your face. "S-Sure, then."

"Green?"

You nod. "Green."

"Turn around, (Y/N)-ya," he says, helping you shift so your back is to his chest, your legs on either side of his. He leans you back so your head is resting against his shoulder, and his hands slide down the front of you. "Relax, I'm not going to take anything off, I just want to hear you cum."

His hands, cool to the touch with long fingers, disappear under your shirt and move over the curve of your bra. Dexterous fingers slip under the fabric of your bra and begin to tease your nipples. The soft cool touch sends shivers through you, causing your back to arch a little, and soft gasps to escape you. You can feel Law's hot breath against your neck as he kisses the crook of it softly, wordlessly beckoning you to stay against him.

The cool sensation of his touch melts into something warm as the heat rises in you. You could feel yourself getting wet as he teases your stiff nipples. It send shivers of pleasure through you, and it was turning you on, but it wasn't going to be enough. If it was, it was going to take forever to get you there, and the goal wasn't to tease you for ages.

"Ah-mmm, Law, p-please," your legs flex and you gasp as he pinches your nipples a little roughly.

"It's not quite enough, is it?" He asks, his voice stern and almost apologetic.

You shake your head a little, your hands trembling against your shirt, shivering against the hands teasing you from under your shirt. "Hngh – it f-feels good, but, I n-need more, please!"

His left hand continues to tease your breast, his right hand traveling slowly down your stomach. "I promise I won't go inside you," he purrs into your ear. "Where do you want me to touch you?"

You make a strangled needy sound, your hand going over your eyes as you can feel your face practically glowing.

"My... um..."

"Be very specific, (Y/N)-ya, I'll touch you exactly where you say." He promises, his fingers teasing along the waist band of your pants. "I know my studious little polyglot remembers the proper term." His lips brush against the flushed sensitive skin of your neck and you weren't sure for a moment that you knew the proper term for yourself.

"G-glans clitoris... Clitoris glans?" You chuckle nervously, "I don't remember my name right now." You admit, tilting your head toward his neck and shifting enough to lick just below his ear. "Please, Law."

You could hear him suck in a breath just as he spread his legs, opening yours wide as his fingers slipped past your waist band, under your panties and against your clit. His left-hand tenses against your breast, holding you against his chest as you buck against the sudden pleasure, your earlier begging turning into a sweet moan right by his ear.

You squirm against the pleasure, caught and held against his taut body. Skilled fingers tease your clit and relentlessly tease your nipple as you shiver against him. You can feel the cool metal of his rings against your skin, your arms pinned behind his, fingers grasping for the parts of him that they could reach. You weren't even sure when he had moved to hold you in place like this, but the rising pleasure was intense, and you could only endure it.

A rough kiss, barely restrained, against the rise of your shoulder pushes you over the edge.

"L-Laaa-hhnngh!" His name melts into the sound of your orgasm as your body shudders against him. You let the gasping moans tumble from your lips as his fingers help you ride the wave of pleasure completely. Collapsing against him, twitching as his fingers tease you one last time before leaving you to catch your breath, your legs twitch against his, still trying to close from the pleasure.

You're vaguely aware of him sucking the tips of his fingers clean as you catch your breath, and the act makes the heat rush back into your face. "That was delicious, (Y/N)-ya." He says, his voice even and matter-of-fact.

That unshakable calm runs a pleasurable chill down your neck, but also makes you wonder what you could do to shake it. You move to get up and Law's arms wrap around you. There's enough resistance to stop you, but not enough to hold you if you decide to keep moving. You lean back and the scruff of his goatee tickles your neck as he nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

"Stay like this," he requests. "Just for a moment."

"Sure." You reply, rubbing your cheek against his softly. "You okay?"

"I am." He assures you, kissing your check. "However this goes, without worrying about the alliance, you tell me if he hurts you. Accidental or otherwise. No matter what you choose, even if I've said I need time, understand?"

"You make it sound like you've given up." You say sadly. You hadn't meant to make it sound like Eustass was going to be your pick just because you had decided to sleep with him that way first.

Law nips your ear, teasing the tingling flesh between his teeth for a moment and eliciting a soft moan from you. "I haven't. I just wanted to say as much now. Besides – here, get up for a moment." He says, letting you go and letting your stand up. He leans back against the couch, draping his arms over the back of it. "I think you haven't realized you have four choices you can make at the end of this, (Y/N)-ya."

Your head tilts. "Four?" Law nods, but doesn't say anything. You start counting on your fingers. "One, the other, neither..." You pause and your brows furrow. "Both?" He gives you an easy smile and you feel your face flush again. "I... I thought that, um, wasn't... possible. You two don't really, I mean..."

You sit down on the coffee table, hands on your knees, looking down at the carpet between you and Law. "I don't know what to think about that."

"Then for now, don't think about it." He says easily. "There's two full months and change between now and then. You don't have to decide in the next few minutes, or the next few days." He puts his hat back on your head. "For now, order some Thai, start the movie, and let me steal another kiss or two before the evening's done."

Law reaches out and tilts your chin up, kissing the tip of your nose. "And I promise it will be a good evening for me."