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eggrollforyou · 5 months ago

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Ruin You

NSFW, MDNI

Cw: edging, unprotected sex, p in v, overstimulation, dom Law

Wc: ~2400

an: this is the cheeky grin I picture Law giving reader. I just fuckign love it. I have NO idea what I'm doing and this is barely proofread

Law x F!reader

It was another night on the Polar Tang. The ship hadn't surfaced for 4 weeks, this time, and Law has been withdrawn for the entirety of it. Planning, you think to yourself, he's ALWAYS planning. Your Warlord was cooking up something. He was constantly pulled away in his office, or in the med bay.

Sometimes, you'd wake up at 2:00am, reaching out to only feel cold sheets. Walking to his office, you'd see the door was closed, but the light shining at the crack on the floor. You’d walk in and see him slumped over, passed out, sometimes drooling on his notes. You’d chuckle and coax him out of the office and back to bed, only to wake up at 7:00 a.m., and he was gone again.

On one hand, his dedication and determination is what drew you to him, but you found yourself quiet lonely tonight. He managed to steal a few moments away from his research to eat dinner with you and the crew, but as soon as he was done, he apologized with a kiss to your forehead and retreated back to his office.

Needless to say, you were touch starved. You were used to these trysts, but this was the longest you had gone without intimacy since you two started dating. As you were lying in bed, you thought about the last time you were intimate with Law. Trying to conjure a spicy memory to relieve the aching tension that seemed to settle in your bones.

You laid down on your shared bed, using his pillow to hopefully smell him, to make the memory more vivid. You close your eyes and think. Your last island visit for a restock, you stopped at a shop to get new lingerie to surprise him. A lacy number, blue, that left little to the imagination. You surprised Law that night. Walking into his office late that evening, wearing one of his long coats.

He looked up from the desk at you, “(Y/N)-ya, it's late, why aren't you in bed? I promised I would only be an hour,” as he stared at you with a furrowed brow. Clearly confused by your choice of clothing. You smiled as you closed the door behind you. It wasn't lost on him that you locked the door. He leaned back in his chair with a smirk.

“I got a new outfit today and wanted your opinion. Before we leave tomorrow, I wanted to make sure you liked it just as much as I did, so I had an opportunity to return it,” you lied, knowing full well he'd love what you were wearing. Or lack thereof, rather. You walk toward him, getting more shy by the second as his tired, intense eyes bore into you, despite his smile.

As you stand in front of desk, you tug at the zipper slowly, cheeks growing hot and heartbeat racing, under his watchful eye, being careful not to reveal anything just yet.

He raised a brow at you and took his hat off, putting it to the side, next to his papers. And in one motion you open the coat and let it fall to your ankles. Law's eyes darkened as he took in your form. The balconette bra let just enough of your breasts spill out from the top to accentuate them. The panties, lacy, with a high waist, and thong to boot. The memory of his reaction to your boldness, groping, biting, and bending you over his desk to claim you as his, had your heartbeat racing as you currently lie on the bed. One hand groping your breast and rolling your nipple between your thumb and index finger, the other slowly moving down your stomach, reaching underneath your panties and touching yourself. You groaned as your two fingers pressed down on your clit, moving in slow circles. Dipping down into your folds to collect your slick and back up. Flashes of Law doing the same to you. Trying to pretend it was his fingers doing the work.

As your breath picked up, you feel the ache between your thighs for more. You think about Law. “You're so wet for me, (Y/N)-ya. All of this from just thinking about what this outfit would do for me?”

“Yes….Just for you,” you respond in the fantasy and in real time. As Law plunges his fingers into your cunt in your thoughts, you do the same, but it just isn't the same. His skilled, tattooed, fingers reach your spongy bundle of nerves FAR better than your own. You try reaching again, and again, pumping your fingers in your pussy and with your other hand, begin to press circles on your clit. Hoping the added stimulation will make up for the length your fingers lack. But to your dismay, nothing.

You throw your hand to your side with a defeated huff. You've already been at it for 20 minutes with no relief in sight. As your frustration grows, so does your desperation for release. You fix your pajamas and decide to walk down to Law's office. The door is cracked and the light is on. You hear papers shuffling and you slowly push the door open as you tap your knuckles lightly on it. Law looks up, at first with an annoyed glance, but sees it's you and his gaze instantly softens.

“(Y/N)-ya, is everything ok?” He sees your frustrated expression and instantly looks at the clock. It's not as late as he thought it was. You walk into the space, sheepishly, and gaze down.

“I just miss you…..it's been weeks since we've spent any real time together,” you gaze up at him, smirk and continue, “and you've utterly ruined me,” as you dramatically drop to sit in the spare chair he keeps for you.

“Ruined you? What do you mean?”

“I mean, you and your perfect fingers, among other things, have ruined me. I cannot get myself off anymore because I need your touch,” you sigh, with a slight heat rising to your cheeks as you feel the ache between your legs and your frustration.

Law looks at you, with fire in his eyes, “Oh, no. I'm sorry,” a growing smirk, as he stands up. His pants growing tighter by the second, “what are we going to do about that?” He looks over you with that cocky, shit-eating grin, and you know you're in for it. He walks over to you, leans down, and grabs your chin forcing your gaze up.

He closes the gap between you and presses his lips to yours, as his scent envelopes you, you breathe a deep sigh as he swipes his tongue across your lips, you open to allow him to explore your mouth. The kiss begins to get more heated, as he grabs the back of your head, grip getting tighter and he groans into your mouth. Your skin is alight with anticipation and excitement. He breaks the kiss for you both to breathe and as he rests his forehead on yours, his hand palms your sex over your pajamas shorts, eliciting a moan from you.

“Tell me what you were thinking about,” Law said, staring down at you, as he increased the pressure of the heel of his palm directly on your clit. Breathlessly, you reponded, “H-how you fucked me.... so well, after I bought that new lingerie set.” Your voice dripped with desperation, wanting more, you arched your back out from the chair as he continued palming you through your shorts, your legs tensing.

“Mmmmm. That was a delicious surprise wasn't it,” he responded, as you watched him go down to his knees, your pulse quickening. “Up,” he commands, as he grabs your waistband on your shorts. You lift your ass off the chair as he pulls your shorts and underwear off all at once. You slowly sit back down as his eyes lock onto your core. “Delicious, just like this.” And suddenly he licks a fat stripe, tongue flat on your folds and curls the tip of his tongue on your clit, sucking it into his mouth.

“Ah! F-fuck yes,” you cry out, arching your back, finally feeling some relief. Your hands reach down and tangle in his dark locks. As you grab a handful of his hair, he groans.

His tattooed hands move up your legs one harshly grabs your thigh and the other makes it's way up to your overheating core. As he sucks and licks your bundle of nerves, his middle and ring fingers plunge into you, instantly finding the spongy spot inside you that makes you writhe. You scream his name as you try to lift your hips, only to be pulled down by his hand on your thigh. Law looks up as you with a hooded gaze, eyes dark with lust and smirks, “Sweetheart, I haven't even begun to ruin you yet.”

Shit.

He continues to work you closer to the release you've been craving, eating you like a man starved. Lapping up your essence like he's been lost and needs your release to be found as you cry out his name over and over like a prayer. “Fuck yes, just like that, I'm soooo close,” you mewl as you're crumbling beneath him. As the thread he's been unraveling in your gut begins to tighten, on the precipice of snapping, he stops.

He looks at you with sharp eyes, and you pant breathlessly with tears in your eyes, “No, why'd you stop?!” you cry in frustration.

“You don't think I'd let you get off that easy do you, love?” as he stands up. He takes his shirt off as he walks away, toward his desk. He unbuttons his pants and releases his hard length, angry and dripping precum, pulling his pants down and off as he sits in his desk chair, rotating it to face you. “Come show me how desperate you are. How much you need this cock.”

You make your way to him and kneel in front of him so quickly one would've thought he used his devil fruit power to bring you across the office.

Law's gaze bears down on your as you grab his throbbing cock at the base, he hisses at the contact. You look at him as you lick underneath his shaft and take his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue and plunge his length into your mouth.

He throws his head back as he reaches for you, grabbing your hair into a makeshift ponytail to hold and guide your pace. You start slowly, allowing his tip to touch that back of your throat and twist your hand for what couldn't fit in your mouth. Relishing in his deep groans, which spur you to take more of him until tears prick the corners of your eyes.

“Fuck yea, sweetheart, just like that,” his praise makes you moan and you find yourself rubbing your legs together to get any sort of friction. You set a good pace, bobbing up and down on his length, almost forcing a gag reflex every time you try to take more of him down your throat. Law suddenly pulls you off of his cock with your hair and with a slight nudge, wordlessly motions for you to stand up.

You look at him with drool running down your chin, as you begin to wipe it off he leans forward and begins kissing up your stomach. He stands up and grabs one breast, pinching your nipple until it's a hardened bud, latching onto the other with his mouth. His warm tongue swirling and gently nipping the other; pulling a moan from you, it's like music to his ears.

He picks you up and gently lays you down on your your back on his desk, leaning down to kiss you as he fists his cock and lines it up at your entrance. You feel his tip, dragging through your folds as he presses his tip in slightly.

You groan in frustration, knowing he's teasing you. “Law, please…” you whisper. He glares at you, “Use your words, love. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you. I want you to fuck me.”

“C'mon, you can do better than that. Tell me what you need,” as he grins sharply.

“I NEED you. I need you to fu-”

You're cut short as he plunges into you. You gasp at the stretch. Law pounds into you at an inhuman pace. He needed this as much as you needed him. He leans forward biting your shoulder as you moan, and your walls clench. “Fuck, sweetheart, you're so tight,” he growls. He pulls your legs up so your knees are at your chest and he watches as he plunges into you. How you greedily suck him in.

As he continues fucking you, you feel your climax getting closer, you reach your hand down to touch yourself as his tip drags on your velvety walls, hitting your g-spot with each thrust. And he grabs your hand, “Nuh-uh, sweetheart,” he tsks.

“Tell me you and this perfect pussy are all mine and I'll let you cum, but you can't until I tell you so,” he glares possessively at you. Your eyes roll back as he continues, but starts to slow.

“M'all yours, Law. I-i-it's a-all yours,” you stutter. And he brings his fingers to your bundle of nerves as he begins pressing tight circles. “Don't cum until I say so, love,” he huffs.

“Cum for me, baby,” he demands as hepresses his fingers harder on your clit. It's all you need to release as you clench and flutter on his length, squirting all over him, crying out his name as you see stars. “Fuck yes! Good girl,” he cries out as he continues fucking you through both your orgasms until you hiss from overstimulation. You feel him pulsing, still, dragging out his own orgasm.

His rhythmic pace begins to stutter, he's close, and it's taking everything in you to not come. “P-please….Law. I need you, let me cum,” you desperately cry, aa your walls clench harder and harder the closer you get.

He finally stills and leans forward and peppers soft kisses on your chest and face as you both come down from your high, panting and sweaty. “So, tell me sweetheart, how have I ruined you?”

Dividers by @cafekitsune

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