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Reader: afab!reader
Character: Trafalgar Law
Kink: #19 Hypnosis
Prompt: #6 "I don't kink shame" (Dealer's Choice)

Summary: You and Law hope some Hypnosis will solve your shyness. To the surprise of you both, it works, but not how either of you expect.

Content Notes: Fair warning for some possible secondhand embarrassment, praising, teasing, sugary spice, no smut, 18+ still

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You were shy. Painfully, almost debilitatingly shy. The Polar Tang would dock and you'd leave the ship for maybe an hour, hardly a minute longer, and only because the Captain made you leave. It wasn't healthy to stay on board constantly without getting some fresh air and just being somewhere else. The rest of the crew would be gone almost the entire time, but you barely left the deck unless Law tossed you bodily from the ship.

After a couple of years of this you caved in and begged him to help you – any way that he possibly could. Exposure therapy, shock treatment, even bribery; no matter how unlikely something was to help, the two of you went through all of it.

Finally, Law suggested hypnosis. He'd been reading up on it, and practicing it with some of the other crew members. He didn't want to reveal it to you until he was certain he could consistently pull it off. You were both getting a little discouraged, so he didn't want this desperate toss to fail before it could even get off the ground.

You were seated in his office, laying down as comfortably as possible, and Law was talking you through the set up. His voice was even, steady, and reassuring. He got you more relaxed than you had ever felt before, and you sank comfortably into the mattress.

"How are you feeling, (Y/N)?"

"... Good." You admit. "Relaxed."

"Is there anything you want to do? This is a safe space, so you can do whatever you want without fear." He reassures you.

"Yes." You state looking at Law. "I want to kiss you."

"Y-ou-gh-huh?" Law nearly falls off the bed.

"I want to kiss you." You repeat.

"Is... that all you want to do?" Law questions, one hand on your shoulder, and one hand over most of his face.

You shake your head. "I want you to fuck me, Captain." You say, only the barest hint of embarrassment in your voice. "Preferably after you've tied me up and made me beg. I really want to be called a good girl."

Law can feel the blood rushing into his face. The technique was supposed to relax someone so they were comfortable being honest and his hope had been that he could get you to admit why you didn't like leaving the Tang. This was completely unexpected.

"You're always in control, captain," you continue, "And it feels good when you order me around. That's why I don't leave the ship until you tell me to. That growl you get in your voice, the frown on your face, it's all very hot. I wish I could just squirm and cry under that gaze all the time."

Law stands up, taking a step back from the bed and breathing in slowly. He can't say he's against the idea, and the more you talk the more he's interested, but he can't do anything while you're like this. At least not without express consent before hand, and all this was meant to be was a therapy session.

"How long have you been having these thoughts?" He's struggling to keep his voice even, but he wants to see if the timeline lines up.

"About three months after I joined, I had a dream that you took me apart on the operating table and made me cum so much I was crying for you to stop. I've had a lot of dreams since then and no matter what I do they don't stop." You admit. It felt good to get it all off your chest, and part of you wondered why you hadn't just said something long before now. "The morning after I had a particularly vivid dream you weren't in a good mood, and it made it all harder to ignore. After that, every time you grumbled about something it made me feel hot."

Law was trying not to think about how much stress he'd been under the last couple of years alone. It was true he didn't know any of this, but the idea that he'd been accidentally teasing you for two years and change left him feeling a little bad.

"I'm going to count back from ten," Law says. "And you're going to remember this entire conversation."

Law counts back slowly from ten and when he's done you close your eyes, breathe in slowly, out slowly and open your eyes. Law is caged over you, one hand by your shoulder, the other on the bed by your waist, yellow eyes looking into yours.

The last few minutes comes into your more conscious mind, and the embarrassment on your face is obvious. You cover your face with both hands and whimper quietly, peaking between your fingers to see a devious grin on your captain's face.

"It's going to be difficult to kiss you like that." He says and you cover your eyes again and groan. "C'mon, if you're a good girl I'll reward you."

"Cah-ca-Captain! Don'-don't say that like that!" You cry, trying to fold in on yourself.

He leans down, and you can feel his cheek against your fingers as he speaks softly into your ear. "You're not going to try and tell me you were lying earlier?"

"I... I was....n't." You admit a little reluctantly. "But you shou-shouldn't tease me!" You insist, moving your hands and trying to glare at him. "You're the captain, you don't have time to – eek!"

Law pins your hands to the bed once you move them enough, and leans in. "You don't want me to kiss you?"

"I – I – ayyyyyyyyyyyyyye, don't want you to kiss me, if it's only because I want you to kiss me." You manage to admit, eyes more focused on his lips than his eyes. "I don't want a kiss out of pity, captain."

The smile on Law's face makes your heart skip a beat. "It's good for both of us then, that I want to kiss you." He says, leaning closer until his lips are by your ear. "And tie you up, and praise you." You squirm under him, but it's from need, not a desire to get away. "And if you're really good, maybe I will take you apart and make you cum until you cry."