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Trafalgar Law knew exactly how he had gotten into this situation.
Sure it was overwhelming, and he was liable to lose his mind if it went on for much longer, but he was at least deliriously aware of the progression of events that led to this situation.
But surely no one could blame him for losing his composure a bit when this was what Kidd had in store for him.
Eustass Kidd had been oddly bashful (for him at least) when he’d approached Law not even two weeks after their last encounter. It was rare enough for them to cross paths this frequently, and even less common for the punk captain to actively seek him out (unless Law had done something in particular to annoy him, of course).
Kidd stood before him on the deck of the Polar Tang, face contorting in a manner that told Law he was either embarrassed and trying to hide it, or extremely constipated. The red haired captain’s weight shifted from foot to foot, once again implying those same two possibilities.
Law looked back at him impassively, blank expression masking his genuine curiosity as to what would bring Kidd to his metaphorical doorstep so soon after they had last parted. Law himself had been affected more than he cared to admit by their last encounter, and was counting on the usual time and distance to cool any… unwanted emotions. But here Kidd was, heart undoubtably beating fast in his chest, just as it had been in Law’s hand that night.
There was a slightly-too-long-to-be-comfortable moment of silence before Kidd finally spoke.
“Fuck you.” he bit out.
“Oh? Is this why you came this far out of your way, Eustass-ya? To insult me?”
“Yes! Wait. No. FUCK.” Kidd’s hands gripped into his hair, glaring at Law even as his face flushed red.
“Well, which is it?”
“Fuck, it’s. Well. I don’t want to owe you anything.”
“If this is about last time, you don’t owe me anything. It was something I wanted.”
“That’s not what I fuckin’-!” Kidd bared his teeth in a grimace, shaking his head as if that would somehow rid his face of the red flush staining it. “I just. Wanted to return the favour.”
Law would forever deny the warmth that came to his own face with that. He made to reply, but cut his reply off off as he suddenly took notice of their audience - Penguin and Shachi craning their heads a little too far out of the Polar Tang’s hatch to be entirely innocent, and Killer failing miserable to hide his bulk behind the railing of the Victoria Punk.
“Perhaps.” he started, then swallowed to regain his composure. “Perhaps we should move this discussion to somewhere a little less… open.”
Kidd glanced around, bristling with rage as he saw the peanut gallery. “FUCK YOU GUYS I’M GONNA KILL YOU!”
After chasing off both their crews, the two captains made their way to Kidd’s quarters on the Victoria Punk. Law entered the familiar room, Kidd locking the door before turning and leaning heavily against it.
“Look Trafalgar. After what you did last time, it got me. Fuck. It got me thinking.” Kidd started, gruff and bashful. When Law turned to look at Kidd, his heart gave a small tug, though he fought valiantly to stop it from showing on his face. As much as he hated to admit it, honesty and embarrassment was a good look on the other man.
“You, thinking? Now that is something new.” Law bit back, trying to rekindle their usual banter to avoid any more of these… feelings.
“Fuck off.” Kidd grouched without his typical venom. With great effort, he brought his eyes up to meet Law’s, trying to get… something across. Even Kidd himself wasn’t sure what he was trying to say with that look, even though he knew what he wanted. “You used your powers on me last time. I want to… return the favour.”
Law was silent for a moment, mind whirling with the possibilities. He swallowed, noticing that his mouth was suddenly salivating.
“What did you… have in mind?”
Kidd grinned, knowing he’d won.
And so, Law found himself suspended over the bed, the padded metal harness held in the air by Kidd’s powers, rather than attached from the ceiling.
It was a beautiful piece of craftsmanship, a latticework of metal tubing crisscrossing his chest and abdomen. It was padded and wrapped in red leather, creating a stark visual contrast with Law’s pale skin and the black of his tattoos. It wrapped around his ribs and stomach, taking the strain off his bound wrists and ankles. His limbs were cuffed and drawn together with metal chains, making his back arch enticingly and putting his body on full display for Kidd’s wandering eyes.
“I think I outdid myself on this one.” Kidd used his powers to slowly move Law in a circle, admiring him from all angles.
Despite his obvious arousal, Law couldn’t help but quirk an eyebrow and bite back. “You make this kind of thing often?”
“What? Fuck no. Just for you, princess.” Kidd gave a sleazy grin, patting Law’s bare ass.
Law felt the blood rush to his face, grateful that he was facing away from Kidd at that exact moment. It gave him time to compose himself before he was turned back around.
“So, what now? You’ve got me up here, are you going to fuck me? Or do you plan to blow your load admiring me?”
“Nah, I’ve got something special made up.”
Law heard Kidd get off the bed to rummage around in a drawer, but he was facing the wrong way to see what he was doing, and this trussed up position didn’t allow him to turn his head very well.
Bare skin completely exposed to the air, Law felt extremely vulnerable in this position. Sure, he could ‘shambles’ himself out of this situation at any point, teleport himself right back onto the Polar Tang if he wanted. He knew it. Kidd knew it. But here he was, exposing himself to the other. Just allowing himself to be held.
Law was a man that always wanted to be in control. And Kidd had given him that, literally gave him his heart when he’d asked for it. And Law… Law found himself wanting to return that trust. So, even though he could leave whenever he wanted, he wouldn’t. That fact hung heady in the air between them, as he allowed himself to let go.
Law heard heavy footsteps as Kidd returned to his side, his harness jostling as Kidd’s mechanical hand came up to caress the chains binding Law’s hands and feet.
“You’d better not drop me.” Law grouched.
“Heh. Wasn’t planning on it.” Law could hear the grin in Kidd’s voice before something cold against his exposed hole caused him to jolt. Kidd laughed again. “Relax, it’s just lube.”
Law grumbled, but settled back into the harness when Kidd’s human fingers dipped between his cheeks, warming the lubricant as they rubbed against his hole.
Law settled into the familiar sensations, as Kidd worked one, then two of his thick fingers inside him. A soft moan escaped him when those fingers curled, rubbing against his prostate. Kidd continued to stretch him for a few more minutes, talented mechanic’s fingers taking him apart in just the way he liked, Law relaxing into the harness’s hold
Kidd pulled out seemingly suddenly, Law making a displeased sound at the sudden emptiness.
“You know two isn’t enough for your stupidly huge dick.” Law remarked, patronizing rather than complimentary.
Law could practically hear Kidd’s eyes roll. “I fuckin’ know that. Lucky for your ass I’m not plannin’ on putting it in today. I made up something special, just for you.”
Before Law could ask what that was, he heard the telltale clinking of chains.
“What, more bondage? How inventive.” he deadpanned.
“Fuck you Trafalgar. I’m more creative than that.”
“Then what, pray tell - Wait. You’re not putting bare metal inside me.” Law tried again futilely to twist in the harness to see what Kidd was doing behind him. Although using chain as a dildo wouldn’t be impossible with Kidd’s control over metal, all he could think of was the sanitation, not to mention the pinching. He could get out of here right-
Law’s thoughts were cut off when he felt Kidd’s breath against the skin of his ass, his mechanical hand gripping at the chains of the harness.
“Give me a bit of credit Trafalgar. I might be a dumbass, but I’m not stupid. Course I covered it. Medical grade silicone, just for your prissy ass.” Kidd grinned, giving a cheeky nip to Law’s ass cheek.
Law felt an unfamiliar feeling curling in his gut alongside the arousal, unusually touched by the thoughtfulness. He felt something hard touch prod at his hole, heard the clinking of the chain.
“Trust me?” Kid asked, voice uncharacteristically soft. Now that did things to the feeling in Law’s stomach that he wasn’t entirely sure he could acknowledge. He was, however, forced to confront the fact that he really did trust Kidd. He didn’t trust his voice though, so he could only nod in return.
“Fuck. Gonna get this so deep inside you.”
There was a breath before the blunt end of the chain breached his rim, pushed forward by Kidd’s powers. It wasn’t much thicker than Kidd’s fingers, but it was certainly firmer, the silicone coated links clearly made of some heavy metal under the silicone skin.
The chain moved deeper, wiggling almost tentacle-like as it pushed past Law’s entrance. Law felt the cold as Kidd added more lube at his rim, shivering at the sensation.
“Let go for me Trafalgar.”
Law forced himself to relax at Kidd’s words, letting his muscles fall slack. Though the chain wasn’t very wide, it certainly was /long/. As soon as the resistance eased up, it pushed deeper into him all at once, Law’s breath coming out in a huff as it pressed in as far as any dick he’d taken.
“Mm, not bad.” The slight undulation of the chain allowed it to press up against his prostate as Kidd pulled it out then eased it back in, creating a low burn of pleasure. After a few thrusts, Kidd removed the chain and Law heard a wet sound that must have been Kidd adding more lube.
“Ready for more?” Kidd asked, returning the lubed up chain to his entrance and pushing it back inside.
“Sure, ye- ah!” Law’s reply was cut off when the chain suddenly pushed deeper, much deeper. “A-aaaaaaa….”
He could feel it in his stomach, in his gut, as the chain kept feeding inch after inch into his ass.
“Look at me Trafalgar.”
Law blinked his eyes open - when had he closed them? - and saw that he was now facing Kidd. The chain’s movement stopped, just for a moment.
“If it’s too much teleport yourself outta here. Otherwise I’m not gonna stop.”
Law barely had time to nod his assent before Kid crooked his fingers, the chain jangling into motion again.
It was deep, so deep. He could feel it under and across the bottom of his ribs, the flexible nature of the chain allowing it to pass his rectum and enter his colon, Kidd’s powers allowing it to push impossibly onward.
Law’s mind was going hazy even as he giddily thought of the anatomy of it all. He could feel the chain passing through him under his skin. Going up, across, then down. It was like Kidd was caressing him from the inside, entwining with his organs, making room for himself at the very core of his being.
Somewhere beside him Kidd was panting. Law could feel the other captain’s eyes boring into him. There was a familiar clunk - Kidd’s belt buckle falling to the ground - then a grunt as Kidd doubtlessly started to touch himself. Law himself was fully hard and dripping onto the sheets below where he was suspended, precome leaking from him in a steady stream with the continuous pressure against his prostate as his insides were invaded.
The chain kept feeding into him until it hit a block - the ileocecal valve, Law’s delerious mind supplied. He could barely think, he could only feel. The chain wriggled inside of him, and Law’s body convulsed along with it, the constant pressure all throughout his abdomen reaching nerve endings he didn’t even know were there.
Suddenly, all at once, the chain pulled out. And out. And out. A keen fell from Law’s lips as the pressure in his abdomen released in a steady stream. Just as it felt like it would never end, it reversed direction, pressing back into him all at once, invading every crevice of his large intestine.
(There was a vague worry, far away in Law’s mind, that something would tear, and an answering acknowledgement from the part of himself that still had access to logic that his powers could fix it even if it did.) But all of that was overwhelmed by the pleasure.
He had no control. Absolutely none. Kidd was relentless, the chain sliding almost all the way out before being shoved back in over and over again. Law could only hang in the air and take what was given to him, his mind going blissfully blank. All his worries, all his plans, all his power and control. All of those things were overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure. All he could see was stars bursting behind his eyelids. All he could hear was the slick sounds of the chain, Kidd’s panting, and the blood rushing in his ears. All he could feel was the harness wrapped around him, holding him like a lover, and the constant writhing of the chain deep inside him.
“Fuck Trafalgar, look at you.” Kidd’s voice sounded wrecked, and Law’s glazed eyes slid open to see Kidd right in front of him, kneeling on the bed, human hand working rapidly over his own dick. “Taking all of it. Taking everything I give you.”
Law opened his mouth to respond, but could only let out a filthy moan, his jaw going slack as Kidd redoubled his efforts, the chain pounding into him even faster than before.
Kidd’s mechanical hand came up to grip Law’s jaw, and then they were kissing. Open mouthed, with too much teeth and tongue, alternating between devouring each other and panting into each other’s mouths when they ran out of air.
Law was flying. All he could see, hear, smell, taste, was Kidd.
“Come on. Come for me, Law.” Kidd panted into his mouth, sending Law hurtling over the edge.
Law came harder than he could remember doing before, his vision whiting out as his body wracked and trembled with pleasure in his restraints, his come doubtlessly making an aboslute mess out of the bed below him. Vaguely, he could hear Kidd reach his completion next to him, and he felt the chain pull out one last time as the tension in him released all at once, his consciousness fleeing in an instant.
When Law came to, his face was pillowed on something soft.
He groaned, his voice cracking. Slowly, he blinked his eyes open, shifting as an arm tightened around him. Eustass.
Gold eyes met amber as the larger man floundered, whatever he had meant to say clearly lost on his tongue now that Law had actually awakened. Multiple emotions passed over Kidd’s face, clearly trying to articulate something that just wouldn’t come out.
Taking stock of his body, Law noticed that he felt clean, the lack of slick between his legs a welcome sensation. Likely, there was still lube inside him but he could take care of that later with his own powers. His wrists and ankles were loose and not even chafed. Clearly Kidd had taken care of him after he’d gotten him down from the harness, and that did things to Law that he tucked away along with all the other things he didn’t want to examine too closely. At least, not yet.
“Your tits really do make a nice pillow.” he said instead, throwing Kidd a bone, an easy out. Kidd laughed, bright and loud.
“Course they do. Worked hard to get ‘em.”
There was a moment of comfortable silence, Law’s head resting on Kidd’s chest as it rose and fell with his breathing.
“So, uh… you doin’ okay Trafalgar?” Kidd’s uncertainty was evident in his voice. This was treading into dangerous territory for them. They didn’t just talk about these things.
But Kidd was trying. Clearly he was trying. So Law wanted to reciprocate. He wanted to try too.
“Law.” he said instead of answering. He was really going out on a limb here. His heart sped up almost as much as when they were having sex. “Call me Law, Kidd-ya.”
“Ah.” Kidd froze, and Law tensed up. Had he misread the situation? Was Kidd going to push him away? Were they just not meant to be anything more than enemies?
Law’s racing thoughts were stopped once again by Kidd’s hand, reaching up to caress his hair, pulling Law closer to his chest. Law couldn’t see Kidd’s face from where his face was buried in his plush pectorals, but Kidd’s voice sounded choked up when he spoke.
“Law… Law.” Kidd murmuring his name had Law’s heart speeding up in an entirely different way. If any type of sappy look crossed Law’s face, it fortunately went unseen, so he could deny it until the end of time.
Things were changing for the both of them, maybe even for the better.
Even though Law knew exactly how he’d gotten into this situation, he could barely believe where they both wound up.