(A/n)
Sorry for not having anything new for a few days, I was feeling really sick but at least I bounced back fast. I'll hopefully be back to my normal writing schedule now.

Just as you thought, the days came and went slowly on Punk Hazard.

Law was quick to address what Caesar needed his help with and you weren't quite sure how you felt about it. There were men all over the island that had lost the use of their legs, paralyzed from the waist down from nerve gas that Caesar had no problem confessing he had to do with. He bragged about it in a way that irked you like nothing else of late had. Even Law found it all to be very distasteful. Either way, Law's job was to replace the non-functional limbs with ones that would work and the solution ended up coming from animals.

After his work was done, all the workers present on the island moved around on goat or horse legs for the most part. One man in particular was too big for such dainty limbs and received a whole crocodile body for his lower half. In the end, the men seemed happy to be fully functioning again so you and Law did as Caesar asked and spoke nothing of how they really lost the use of their limbs.

You were surprised when Monet approached Law, asking for similar treatment. In the end, he replaced her legs with that of a bird's and her arms with wings, turning her into a harpy. You felt the look matched her personality. And while you were fine with that, you were less than pleased with how often she tried to flirt with your lover. She knew he was already spoken for and you had to admit, he did an excellent job of turning her down every time, but nothing stopped her from constantly trying to get a rise out of you.

Sometimes it worked and you'd leave the building to explore the winter wasteland that was half the island, stewing in your annoyance. But most of the time you were able to keep your cool and convince yourself she just missed a man's company. The one time you suggested she approach Caesar with her "problem" she shut right up and wouldn't be in the same room as you for a week. It was easily the best time of your life on the island.

You felt pretty impatient with Law playing the long game. He had told you before it'd take time for him to find the right moment to enact his plan but you didn't think it'd take this long. It'd been almost a year since you'd first arrived and you hated to admit it, but you'd grown accustomed to life here. You hated Monet and Caesar, both of them proving more and more each day that they were terrible people, but more than anything you missed life on the ship. There were plenty of times you and Law would go to bed and you'd ask him what he thought the crew was up to.

Still, you stuck to his plan. When you felt really bored or like you were becoming too restless, you'd go out and practice your haki or read whatever books Caesar had handy in the building. If Law wasn't busy, he'd spar with you so the both of you wouldn't fall into feeling rusty.

But you needed a change of pace and not only that, you'd pushed off finding your brother for too long. You'd memorized the information on the back of his photo a long time ago. If you closed your eyes, you could see the name of the island dance across your eyelids. It had been nagging at you for a while but a fear you hadn't thought about before kept you from seeking him out earlier. You were afraid he'd have a similar reaction to Atticus.

It was a strange thing to worry about, considering the relationship you had with each of them, but you still let the doubt keep you from searching. Now you were tired of letting that fear keep you away.

You were waiting in your bedroom for Law. It was late and he'd be turning in soon so you'd be able to talk to him about leaving for a short while. You were tough and that made you sure there'd be no worries about going by yourself. You rolled over on the bed, letting your head hang over the edge to watch the door and crossing your legs. Waiting for him to see you was a common occurrence these days, one you didn't enjoy but you understood the need for him to be working on other things.

The wait was short though. The door creaked slightly as it opened and Law stepped in, looking grumpy as ever. It brought a smile to your face. The door swung closed and he finally looked at you, pausing and watching you in a way that suggested he had certain things in mind.

"Question for you." You spoke before he could, if only to keep from getting distracted. "You figured out how to get to Anderais, right?"

"Yes." His eyes stayed on you while he stalked across the room, stripping off his coat and kicking off his boots. "I managed to find an eternal pose set for it."

"So if I said I wanted to go there, I'd be able to leave as soon as, let's say tomorrow?"

He frowned as he tossed his cap to the small desk by his side of the bed. "Yes, if that's what you'd like to do."

You rolled over onto your belly and propped yourself up on your elbows. "I think I've pushed this off long enough, it's time to go see him."

"My sources say it'll be roughly two weeks round trip. Are you sure you'll be fine by yourself for that long?"

"I mean, it won't be fun for the first half of that but I might be bringing Leo back for the second."

That was the plan at least. You wanted to invite him back to stay with you and the crew on the ship and if your relationship ended on better terms than with Atticus, that could be a good option. Law had agreed to it and while you were almost positive it was to make you happy, you also had a feeling he'd like your brother.

Law nodded. "I'll talk Caesar into lending you something to sail there."

"I promise I'll make it quick." You said as he sat on the edge of the bed beside you.

His weight tilted you towards him until your arm was resting against his thigh and you were aware of how chilly he was.

"Take your time with it, I'm sure we still have a bit of time until the right moment comes around."

"Well before I leave," You gave a sly smile as you watched his roaming eyes trace your figure. "do we want to have a bit of fun?"

Law sighed longingly. "I'd love to, but I'm exhausted (Y/n)-ya."

"I can take care of you." You offered.

His silent pause spoke volumes.

You giggled. "If you take off some of those layers and sit back...."

He got the point and started stripping. The shirt came off fast, revealing all his tattoos. Then he stood to work out of his jeans and boxers. When he had situated himself in the bed, sitting upright with his back pushed into a pile of pillows, you did the same thing he had done; take of your clothes. Except you took your time doing it. Law said he was tired but he was perking up fast, in more than one way.

After all your clothes had joined his on the floor, you settled between his legs and worked yourself up onto your knees to kiss him. His hands fell to your hips and he welcomed the feeling of your lips against his. The slight chill you'd felt against him was still present and as you felt along his well toned chest, you could even feel it there, like his clothes didn't do much to protect him from the cold. He was probably outside doing something for Caesar before he called it a night. But that was fine, he'd be warming up soon enough.

You nibbled at his bottom lip and flicked your tongue across his mouth, giggling when he immediately gave you access. He was going to have to wait, you were planning on spending some time teasing him.

Instead of deepening the kiss as he thought you would, you moved down to his neck. It was the one spot you knew he was very sensitive with, besides his already half hard member that is. The small sound of frustration he let out at being denied the kiss was quickly replaced with a sharp inhale as you slid your tongue up his throat. His cock twitched, brushing against your belly in obvious excitement.

His arousal only grew as you continued to nibble and carefully sucking at his neck. You didn't want to leave any marks. Last time you did, he got a lot of shit from Caesar and Monet and you were sure you'd heard a few other people around talking about him behind his back. It irritated you enough that you'd been more conscious about hickeys ever since. But your lips curled into a smile against his throat as you realized his collar was free game. No one would see anything there.

You bent a little lower to leave a mark right where you knew he'd be able to cover it, loving the small sigh of pleasure he let out in response. When you were content with what you'd left, you moved back up to his lips, kissing him as you wrapped a hand around his length and began stroking it. He moaned against your mouth, rocking his hips in hopes of getting more friction.

Feeling him, ready for you, was making you ache with anticipation. You could feel the slick, wetness between your legs and squirmed. Law slid his hands down to your ass and gripped it tightly, pulling you in towards him and encouraging you to straddle him. You were more than happy to do just that, wiggling into his lap and holding onto his shoulders for support.

He lined himself up with your entrance and you lowered yourself onto him slowly, painstakingly so.

Law let out an appreciative groan. "Fuck you always feel so good (Y/n)-ya."

You pressed your chest to his as you let out a small moan from the feeling of him filling you completely. He helped lift you up and let you slide back down his length, building a slow, steady rhythm that had him hitting all the right spots.

Both you and Law had learned to keep it down while living here. The attention you got after your first busy night had you embarrassed and not wanting to show your face for a while. You'd started consciously toning it down since then to keep others from knowing exactly when you were making love.

Law didn't like the much more muted moans and whimpers you let out but as he'd said before, time here was temporary. Needless to say, he couldn't wait to be back on the Polar Tang with you.

You bit your lip to muffle yourself and fought the urge to gasp when Law leaned forward to bite your neck. He was never as delicate as you when it came to marking. His teeth were harsh against your skin and you struggled to keep your moans down. You started grinding into him until he was hitting right where you wanted him to and it sent you over the edge.

He kissed you to help quiet the louder whines that left you and took over as you trembled over him, thrusting into you mercilessly. Your body jolted with each hit in intense pleasure and you lost control of your voice, even with Law's attempts to muffle you. He couldn't help but groan with you as he came as well, filling you with his hot release.

He stilled, holding you down by your hips as his head fell back and let out a long, drawn out sigh. "It's going to be a long couple weeks without you."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned into him, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. He'd warmed up quite well after a bit of playful activity.

"I'm going to miss you too." You smiled as you murmured into his neck. "But I'll be back before you know it."

"I'll hold you to it (Y/n)-ya"