#also. Transmasc Seven be upon ye.

[churchydraws]

more baby potatoes plus some headcanons

Roe is also there.

[anomaliex]

Be who you are for your pride don't hide fantasy high queer headcanons be upon ye

Kristen, Tracker, Ragh, Riz, Ayda, Fig, and Jawbone (and a few less important side characters like Torek or Gertie) are all canonically queer I don't have much to add to this. Except maybe that I know people tend to make Fig bi, which I don't disagree with at all, but I'd also like the world to consider comphet lesbian Fig. Or maybe her being bi is canon I forgot.

Garthy is transmasc nb pretty much canonically so I guess that's another one. I like to think they're pan orientation wise.

Maybe most of these are reaching and me "making everything gay" but honestly that's fine lmao

Like, Aelwyn doesn't seem super concerned with relationships and I think she has to work through her trauma some more before even considering entering one so I don't have a lot of thoughts on her, but the way she talks about Penelope that one time makes it sound like there was at least some form of attraction towards her. I think she's bi, idk.

Also bi in my head is Gorgug. I guess this is semi canon? I know Zac said he's "probably straight but can be bi for pride month" but then Zac made him have a crush on Unit so I'm counting it. Also Squeem. Construct kisser.

Riz was already listed above but I have more thoughts on him than are canon. It's only said he's asexual officially (in an adventuring party of the seven) but I'd say the way he acts he's implied to be aromantic as well. At least that's how I read him. I also think he's gay though, oriented aroace. Maybe more projection than being based on anything? Idk, aroace king either way. (No wait it's because of Baron im stupid. Too many thoughts in my head to keep up.)

Fabian is. Fabian. Look. Polyamorous bisexual. Ragingly so. Not elaborating.

Oh on that matter I think Bill Seacaster would also be, idk, not straight. He fucked who he wanted to fuck, doesn't matter that much? Whoever's pretty and also fun, lol.

Oh also this is a common take, something something Kipperlilly and Lucy were in lesbian with each other. Then things went so bad. Paralleling that in many (arguably worse) ways is Jace and Porter, who were toxic old man yaoi-ing for SURE. Queer people. So many queer people.

[angelic-omega]

Omegaverse in real life

Heats = ovulation/hormonal fluctuation cycle

Ruts = caused by heats or naturally occurring depending on biology

Scents = pheromones are subconsciously released and subconsciously all humans react to them

Let’s start off by saying that sex at birth does not dictate what your dynamic is!! I am AFAB and I am an Omega but my fiancé is also AFAB and he is an Alpha! AMAB Omegas also exist!! Intersex Alphas and Omegas certainly exist as well!! I have zero data on them…but they must exist!

Hi I’m Oen and I’ve had heats since I hit puberty! I’m an AFAB genderfluid, Transmasc Omega! My heats are connected to my ovulation cycle! The day before I ovulate I will start my heat and the second day is always the worst because that is the day I am extremely fertile! 12-14 days after the first day of my menstrual cycle I start a heat! After looking through content online involving cis women and their ovulation…I’ve come to the conclusion that heats can last anywhere from two days up into a full week! Typically I see cis women having longer heats that last anywhere from five to seven days!

Plenty of jokes have been made surrounding a woman’s ovulation week and one I feel rings particularly true is the phrase “ravenous vagina”! Coined by comedian Jimmy Carr whom I am not affiliated with! There has been plenty of discussions involving hormonal changes during a cis womans ovulation week…

What we need to consider is that cis women are the majority when it comes to being omegas! However, everyone has a hormonal cycle regardless of sex assigned at birth and menstruation! So it doesn’t matter what’s between your legs essentially what matters is hormones! Since my heats are ovulation based when I went on HRT for about a year and half my heats were irregular and were not as intense! I had a friend who was MTF and upon going onto hormones started getting a rut every two to three months! I had another friend who was MTF who upon going on estrogen started getting monthly heats! My opinion is that heats and ruts are both hormonally based!

Meaning ovulation plays a role in heats but is not a deciding factor when it comes to whether or not someone will get heats! Therefor we can assume people who ovulate are more likely to get heats but they aren’t the only people who get heats! People who ovulate can get ruts and can be Alphas! People who don’t ovulate can get heats! It plays a role yes? However, everyone regardless of sex has a monthly hormonal cycle that affects their behavior! Meaning heats and ruts do happen fairly regularly and if people tracked that sort of thing they would find it followed a pretty consistent pattern!

Now I’d like to discuss scents and other behaviors associated with heats and ruts! First I’d like to preface this by saying for years before I even knew what omegaverse was I would (prior to my heat) get the unstoppable urge to clean! I would get so invested in getting my space cozy and organized that I would achieve things in a very short time span! What would normally take me a few days to complete would take me an hour or so to complete in my pre heat phase! I’ve seen many people in my life exhibit these nesting tendencies! For me I believe nesting is anything that involves creating order prior to a heat! For when I Omegas are in heat they are subjected to total disorganization of thought! Prior to a heat they calm their nerves regarding such loss of control by frantically organizing, rearranging, and redoing their nest. It doesn’t have to be a nest in a traditional sense either! I’ve spent plenty of my pre heats cataloging and rearranging bookshelves or making extensive alphabetized lists and charts!

I don’t think people truly pay too much attention to their own scent unless they are in need of a shower! Here I’ll be discussing natural scents as opposed to chosen scents like perfumes, colognes, and soaps! I have a very good nose and have a truly unique sense of smell I feel! So I do have a bit of an advantage I think when it comes to this section of things! I can smell when someone is sick for example…sickness has a sort of sweet smell depending on the illness! I can also sort of smell things like arousal and menstruation! However, not everyone gives off a clear enough scent for me to fully tell! I will say that in my own experience I have been attracted to someone based on smell and have had peoples scents agree with me in a platonic, romantic, and sexual nature!

From talking with people online and general posts regarding this I feel Omegas are more sensitive to smell! That is likely why I see a correlation between cooking and baking and being an Omega! Not because they belong in a certain sexist role or stereotype but because smell is directly linked to taste so having a better sense of smell will make you a better cook! I do think someone’s scent changes minutely throughout their cycle, especially Omegas in heat! There is also evidence to suggest that when someone is Ovulating they appear more attractive to those around them! Once again, most of the scientific evidence is directly linked and catered to cis women so do not be offput by this fact! I fully believe that all Omegas regardless of ovulation look and smell better during their Heat to attract Alphas!

This brings us into subtle scenting! Ever notice how after cuddling or coitus you smell slightly different? No? Just me and my bloodhound of a nose? Ok! Well in my experience with close proximity to Alphas, Betas, and Omegas my scent does noticeably change after a certain time spent with them! After having sex with any dynamic especially! Lots of things can play a factor but mostly your house, your car, and your bed all mostly have their own smell which is then linked to how you smell! To explain it to those who do not have a freaky Hannibal Lecter nose…

If someone’s house stinks they will stink too! Therefor my scent is something resembling Old books, light musk, and a sort of earthy scent that resembles how the air smells before or after a rain! Whereas my Alpha who liked to sunbathe has a very lush green scent! Very freshly washed you still hold onto that scent because exposure to certain smells over time can seep into your skin! Sort of like how a smoker will smell of smoke even once they have quit! I suppose it’s less you and more your clothing that holds onto the scent but either way your natural scent will mix with the scents around you to crest something entirely unique! In my experience everyone smells slightly different and some scents are more pleasant than others!

If you’d like to better know what you smell like I suggest washing and changing everything in your bed, nest, or den. Then immediately taking a very thorough shower and climbing into your bed, nest, or den completely naked. Sleep like this for a few nights or more and feel free to sweat as much as you’d like. By the end of this time you will have noticed the scent of your detergent or soap fading as it becomes replaced by your own scent! See if you can sniff out the individual notes or if you notice a certain smell coming through over others! I recommend not wearing deodorant or anything that could alter your scent during this time! Anything such as perfumes, colognes, creams, deodorants, body sprays, etc! I will keep this post SFW but I will say along with scent your taste can change with your cycle as well!

Moving on to bonding and claiming which up until recently I believed to be a big load of bullcrap! However, I am not the type to reach out. I am not the type to make moves and I am not the type to start conversations. When I met my fiancé I reached out first, I made moves, I was the one to start the conversation! This was odd on its own but for context we met when I was on the second day of a heat. We have basically been inseparable since then and for the longest time I tried to deny my attraction to them. However, after the third heat with them around I did something I had never done before. I fantasized about them specifically for my entire heat! I fall loosely onto the asexual spectrum where I do not feel attraction towards real people and typically only feel sexual attraction or arousal when A: Feelings are developed or B: I am actively having sex with them to establish a sexual connection! So feeling a strong desire for a real life person whom I had only known for a very short amount of time was insane! The punchline being my fiancé was asexual as well and I have essentially became their libido! (Hi honey I’m talking about our sex life again, sorry not sorry)

I always found myself mildly attracted to people who would chat me online, mainly just enjoying the sexual attention no matter if I was fully attracted to them or not! I found my sexuality was mostly genitalia based and not based on the person at all! Show me your genitals and I would be just a tad bit horny for you and want to do all the things! However, now whenever I receive said messages of genitalia I am repulsed! Reverse possession we like to call it! Where I am actively not comfortable with any sort of advance and am 100% loyal and devoted to my fiancé. Now maybe I was not truly poly before but in the past I have openly been non-monogamous so long as all parties consented! Now I find myself radically monogamous and VERY connected to my Fiancé!

There are things I never had a desire for until we met and to this day near the ends of my heats I crave to have a child together. I have never wanted children, nor do I plan to have children…it is just a desire I have when I think of my Alpha! Anyway, hope this post wasn’t too confusing or too excluding I just wanted to get my thoughts out there!

[mamamittens]

From Scratch (+18)

Day 6 of Spooktober!

Fandom: One Piece (Frankenstein AU)

Ship: VictorFrankenstein!LawXFrankenstein’sMonsterOC(Kirin)

Warnings: implied grave robbing, Law is an actual doctor unlike Victor Frankenstein, orgasm delay, pussy-grinding, wet dreams, hand jobs, choking, dirty talk, praise kink, hand kink, anal sex, teasing, and a very sudden inclusion of a dick where there wasn’t before (on OC, Law doesn’t suddenly gain two—sorry for the disappointment if I got your hopes up for a moment there). An aphrodisiac is implied but it's really just Law being horny for his assistant.

OC is transmasc and for unexplained reasons can suddenly grow a dick, just as a heads up if you would prefer not to read gay/trans/anal sex. I don’t want to hear any complaints on the matter either.

Word Count: 5,256

@cebwrites

Law has been described as many things in his fairly short life. A genius doctor, medical savant, temperamental bastard, sadistic asshole, and mad scientist to name a few. He was hardly shy about it. In fact, he was quite proud of the wariness his name was regarded with in many circles. It kept him isolated, sure, but he hardly saw that as a negative… well, usually he didn’t. Fact of the matter is, having an extra set of hands would actually be quite helpful sometimes.

He wasn’t egotistical enough to assume he could find just anyone off the street and they’d excel as an assistant. He wasn’t even expecting someone as intelligent as himself, either. No, such a person would already be known to him by now and would likely have their own research to conduct. The lack of help around his laboratory did start to weigh on him as time went on. At first it was just having a fit of frustration upon realizing that his shelves had become grossly unorganized. And then he realized how filthy the floor was and spent several hours mopping up dubious stains that he swears still mar the tile floor to this day.

It took roughly three weeks with twelve hours of sleep among them, twelve leftover pizzas, eighteen coffee cans, three mysteriously broken coffee makers, and at least half of that time a complete blackout for Law to find a solution.

Well…

He made a solution. Because he’s a genius. And geniuses are famous for solving their own problems, he was certain of it.

Was it unorthodox? Yes. Was it incredibly illegal? Also yes. Was it also an incredibly reckless breach of ethics and the laws of nature? Absolutely.

But! He made his own assistant! That’s right, he made one! None of that ‘hiring’ nonsense where he had to vet any possible applicants and spend his precious time side eyeing a stranger running around his labs—no! He could trust that his homemade assistant was perfectly capable of at least helping around the lab if not keeping up with Law’s own intellect… Probably.

Thing is, he’s not actually sure the damn thing even works. Hell, he doesn’t even remember building the six-foot seven monstrosity! There was definitely some form of grave robbing—he certainly didn’t grow the parts needed to make his new assistant. A patchwork of tan skin with snow white hair, Law’s new assistant was an impressive art piece at the moment. No sign of life—Law really hoped creating new life was the end goal and he didn’t go on a morbid build-a-bitch spree. Now that would be hard to explain to the authorities if it ever got out.

Chief of police didn’t seem very happy with Law’s mad scientist ways the last time he had to give the laboratory a visit.

The body hadn’t moved since Law abruptly woke up from his peaceful slumber with keyboard indents on his face deep enough to type his password with. And Law was starting to think it wouldn’t move at all from the sterile slab it had meticulously been put together on. What a waste of time! Honestly, Law thought better of his manically sleep deprived self—he really did. Sighing with the burden of unfathomable genius, even to himself, Law paced while deciding if it was worth trying to salvage the body parts for something else. What, he wasn’t sure, but the venture couldn’t be a complete bust! He wouldn’t let it.

“Excuse me, Doctor?”

Law didn’t scream. He didn’t yell, yelp, holler, or even squeak.

Not that anyone could prove it, anyway.

Law’s head whipped to the side, the face several shades whiter than before. The body—Law’s new assistant—was awake. Blinking slowly and rubbing their golden eyes with their hands as they awkwardly sat up with a yawn.

“…Yes?” They looked at Law directly with a somewhat awkward and twitchy smile. Right. Newly not-dead. Some of those muscles probably need a bit longer to function properly.

“It’s kind of cold in here… Do you have anything I could wear?” They asked awkwardly, “You said I was supposed to assist you but I’m still having trouble sitting up. It might be because of the cold?” It was a fair assessment. One Law wouldn’t have expected a corpse to make, even if the more likely answer was dead tissue suddenly reviving as the heart literally poured life into them.

No, that wasn’t right. This wasn’t a corpse. Not anymore at least. They were alive and breathing now. A thinking, feeling person now. And very cold because Genius Doctor Law forgot to give the poor bastard clothes. And probably a name.

“Right. Hold on a moment… Kirin, I’ll grab something for you to wear.” Law declared, as though he wasn’t losing his shit that he successfully created new life. From old, dead parts, sure, but still life!

Finding clothes to fit his newest creation was a bit of a hassle since they had several inches on him—which was the strangest choice Law made in retrospect—but eventually he found a sweater and a pair of pants that would work.

“Thanks, Doctor.” Kirin responded, not arguing with the name at all.

“So… how sentient are you?” Law asked awkwardly. Kirin gave a strange, twitchy smile as they finally stood up.

“Ah… did you already forget, Doctor?” Law huffed. He’d forgotten the implication he held a full conversation with Kirin before passing out. This… was going to take some getting used to.

Thankfully, it wasn’t as hard to get used to Kirin’s presence as he thought it would be. There were several surprises—like realizing that he probably robbed the graves of several people with different gender identities to end up with Kirin appearing to be mostly biologically female but strictly identifying as a man. Who’s head he took that contributed to the somewhat lackadaisical attitude with a shrewd sense for measuring up his needs at any given moment was also a mystery to Law. At the end of it all, he was just grateful he didn’t accidentally give his new assistant some greatly inconvenient biological quirk like severe autoimmune disorders or scoliosis. That would have been embarrassing considering he was able to, quite literally, pick and choose to his liking… whatever the hell that was at the time.

He still didn’t know what the hell he’d been thinking at the time making Kirin taller than he was… did he think he’d need more muscle to contribute to lab work? Law didn’t usually work with heavy objects… Well, unless he managed to find some sort of notebook on his necromancy work, the answers would continue to elude him, he supposed. Still, it was helpful having another pair of hands in the lab to help with menial tasks or whenever Law was elbow deep in an experiment and couldn’t afford to remove his hands for a different scalpel.

What luck that Kirin had a strong stomach as well…

“Doctor, it’s time to eat.” Kirin murmured just behind Law as he was writing down his observation notes. Law jolted in surprise, snapping his head to the side to find Kirin standing behind him. A glance showed that it was, in fact, time for lunch. Law doesn’t recall asking Kirin to bully him into eating but he was hard pressed to complain. His experiments certainly seemed to be going better now that he wasn’t on the edge of passing out every other day.

“Right. Thanks, Kirin. Let me finish this last notation and I’ll join you.” Law turned back around and picked up where he left off before he completely lost track of his thoughts. Looking at Kirin tended to do that to him… it was the eyes, he suspected. Just a little too bright and uncannily like gold for comfort. But instead of being unnerved, Law found himself a bit entranced. Like he needed to bring Kirin’s face close to his own just to see how the light and pupil movement made the vibrant color shift in rich hues. If there was even a flake of green or brown to be found there to explain the depths of his eyes—

Wait. No. He needed to focus damnit. That was the point of writing notes! Not losing himself in his assistant’s eyes like a love-sick child! He was better than that! What a ridiculous seduction technique it would be if he did that… why was he thinking about seduction right now when he should be pontificating about why his petri dish of mold is iridescent instead of pitch black?

Maybe there are downsides to getting an assistant after all. Or at least having Kirin be his assistant. Law had spent time around other people before after all, and he never wanted to gaze into their eyes or find out if their lips were as soft as he thought they’d be. If perhaps they’d groan if Law nipped the pulse point on their throat—

Abruptly, Law made a note to investigate any aphrodisiac qualities in the mold sample. This was definitely not normal behavior for himself. Frustrated, Law closed his notebook and cleaned up thoroughly before joining Kirin. If there was something in the mold, he didn’t want to ingest it any further than he already had.

Ducking into the kitchen, now spore free, Law noted that Kirin had ordered Chinese for them both. A nice change of pace from the slew of Mexican food they’d shared the past few days. Law poured himself some coffee and took a seat across from Kirin, grabbing his quant little take out box and digging in. The noodles were hot and just a little spicy, bits of vegetables and pork peppering the mix as Law maneuvered his chopsticks. Out of the corner of his eye, Law noted that Kirin had gotten better at fine motor controls.

At first, handling thin objects was a trial for Kirin. Unused to the delicate motions required, he usually broke the chopsticks and had to get a fork. Law smiled slightly upon remembering the triumphant look Kirin gave Law upon successfully writing his own name. Legibly too. Now he looked like he could audition for a commercial with how expertly he handled the utensils. Long fingers gripping the cheap wood perfectly without losing a single strand of noodle or bit of what looked like egg. Kirin’s hands looked strong and poised with purpose.

Like they’d feel dizzyingly wonderful on his neck—a tangle of noodles caught at the back of his throat, forcing Law to put his food down as he choked. And not in a sexy way either. Harsh coughs as Law pounded a fist to his chest, red coloring his face in mortification. Law could see Kirin’s concerned stare as broth went up his nose and his eyes watered.

“Fuck! Damnit—I’m f-fine! I’m fine!” Law coughed, scooting his chair back to splash water on his face when the fit stopped.

“Are you sure, Doctor? Was it too spicy?” Kirin asked, but thankfully remained sitting.

“Y-Yeah, just went down wrong. I-I’m fine, Kirin.” Law reassured him as air finally started coming in unimpeded by his stupidity. Cold water washed over his face, removing any leftover evidence of his shame… well, not all of it. Law cursed himself for the heat in his pants. Erection aching after the imagined actions of his assistant. Clearly, he wasn’t going to get any work done like this. “I think I’m through today. Feel free to do as you wish for the rest of the afternoon, Kirin.” Law grumbled into a dishtowel as he dried his face, still pink with embarrassment.

“…Alright, suit yourself, Doctor.” Kirin dismissed, going back to his own noodles. “I’ll let you know when dinner is ready. I was thinking about cooking up some pork chops instead of ordering out. Found some on the freezer the other day…” Kirin mused. Law sucked in a deep, thankful breath.

“Sounds good. I’ll be in my room. I think a nap is in order.” Law shuffled off, not willing to risk further embarrassment if he tried to finish his noodles only for the same thing to happen again.

With a bit of washing up, Law settled down for that promised nap. Cock still aching for relief but he stubbornly refused to give in. It was ridiculous. He was not going to jerk off to the thought of his assistant. He didn’t make them for fucking damnit! He wasn’t even sure if they were interested in such things at all to be perfectly honest. Huffing, Law buried his face into his pillow and closed his eyes. Sleep didn’t come easily, his erection burning against his thigh, but eventually…

Law was bent over a microscope, narrating his thoughts to Kirin as his assistant dutifully wrote everything down. Blindly reaching over for the next slide, Law was surprised when gentle hands grasped his wrist and pressed a slip of glass between his fingers. Pulling back, Law watched Kirin slowly remove his hands and pick up the notebook again. The warmth from his touch lingering on Law’s skin.

Law remembered this. One of his experiments from a few months ago… right. He was dreaming.

Kirin’s lips moved but his voice wavered like it was traveling through water.

“You’re going to ruin your back if you keep hunching over like that, Doctor.” Kirin said. Law felt his torso jerk in a scoff as lucidity poured into his mind. Separating him from his body. Gold flashed from behind fluffy white bangs as Kirin smirked. “I can think of better reasons to bend over a table than mold spores.”

Wait… Kirin didn’t say that.

Warm hands brushed over his back, the world melting as his equipment disappeared from the table. Law felt his body being pressed into the surface of his table by another firm chest, hands brushing down his waist and over the skin of his hips. Dipping down under his pants to his thighs as hot breath washed over his nape.

“This would make a nice experiment, wouldn’t it? How long can Doctor Law keep from cumming under his assistant?” fingertips brushed over his cock, twisting around the thick base and tugging sharply.

Law moaned, feeling precum leak from urethra. He shook, breath shuddering with every teasing stroke. This didn’t happen. Law knew this didn’t happen.

But fuck he wanted it to happen.

Law clutched at the surface of the table, white tile giving way to dark sheets beneath his grasp. Sweat dripping down his spine as he struggled to hold back his whimpering groans.

“Doctor.”

Something pressed over the head of his cock, smearing precum over it in slow strokes. Teasingly allowing Law’s thrusting hips to set the rhythm of his own torment.

“Almost there, Doctor.” There was a harsh squeeze as something fell. Knocking twice on the floor.

“Oh, you need something else though, don’t you Doctor?” hot skin brushed over his clavicle. A hand wrapping around his throat as a harsh whine slipped through, vibrating against the gentle obstruction.

“Doctor?”

Law jerked, back snapping straight as he panted, half curled into his pillow. Dizzy and still achingly turned on, Law looked behind him.

Kirin was peaking in through the doorway with a concerned expression.

“Yes? Hng—I mean, yes, Kirin?” Law growled before correcting himself. It was hardly his assistant’s fault Law had a wet dream about being choked.

“Uhm… dinner’s ready? Are you okay?” dealing with Kirin’s concern would be easier of hearing him speak didn’t make Law’s cock throb.

“Yes. I’m fine, Kirin. I-I’ll be out in a bit.” Kirin frowned, entering Laws room and pressing a hand over his forehead.

“You look like you have a fe—?!” Kirin started before Law moaned. Actually moaned at the contact.

“I’m fine! Get out!” Law snarled, face burning almost as much as his cock.

“But you’re sick, Doctor! No wonder you cancelled the rest of your experiment—you’re such a workaholic, I should have known something was wrong.” Kirin grumbled, cradling Law’s face in his hands. Law’s train of thought was broken by the soft, concerned look in Kirin’s eyes. “Was there something in the mold, Doctor? Are you having an allergic reaction? No, wait, you’re getting more flushed—”

“Do I have to repeat myself?! Get! Out!” Law blustered, not that it affected Kirin in the least.

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong! I’m supposed to help you, Doctor!” Kirin declared with a huff, scowling at Law’s petulant frown.

Law snarled, finally snapping from the combined pressure of his erection, the dream, and Kirin’s very real presence over him. Law reached out and pulled Kirin under him. Pressing his hips against the man’s thigh with a groan that momentarily derailed his frustration. Even through a thin blanket and sleep pants, the warmth of Kirin’s thigh felt good.

“I’m. Not. Sick.” Law managed to bite out. Kirin blinked, wide eyed for several moments before smiling devilishly. Law knows Kirin felt how hard his cock throbbed as that grin deepened.

“I guess cold medicine won’t help with that… but I could.” Kirin purred teasingly, Law freezing at the unusually smooth lilt in Kirin’s soft voice.

“What?” Kirin huffed, bucking his hips under Law’s weight, drawing out a low hiss from Law at the friction.

“You’re smart enough to know what I just said, Doctor.” Kirin teased him, “But I can demonstrate if you need me to.” Law grit his teeth against the hot wave of arousal that flooded him at the suggestion.

“You want to have sex?” Law asked. Kirin shrugged.

“I’m fascinated by your body, Doctor. I want to touch you everywhere you’ll allow me to.” Kirin explained. “You were making wonderful sounds just now… can I make you do those again?” Kirin placed his hands on Law’s sides gently. Testing the waters as he fondled Law’s ribs from beneath his shirt.

“Are you… sure? It’s a little obvious that I’m interested too, but I am a grown man, you know.” Law grumbled, breath hitching as Kirin skimmed over his nipples.

“Oh, I noticed that.” Kirin promised, hands dipping under Law’s shirt to fondle his chest intimately. Law shuddered as Kirin’s fingers found his nipples and tugged.

“I meant that I can take care of my own needs.” Kirin smirked at Law.

“And I know I could do better… with a bit of practice… for science?” Kirin joked, Law letting out a startled laugh.

“Usually, you have to record your progress for it to be science.” Law informed him. Kirin laughed this time, low in his chest with mirth.

“Kinky.” Kirin chuckled, roughly pinching Law’s nipples. Law, deciding to hell with it all, leaned down and pressed his lips against Kirin’s own. Out of practice and desperate, the slide of soft lips against Law’s turned into harsh groans as Law lapped at the taste of spice on Kirin’s tongue. Likely from tasting the food he made, Law still couldn’t help himself as he deepened the kiss, relishing the vibration of his partner’s pleasure.

Suspicious of Kirin’s own focus still on Law’s nipples, Law sat up a bit and ran his hands under Kirin’s shirt. Grasping the soft swell and sweeping his thumbs over Kirin’s nipples in turn. The shocked moan and arching spine beneath Law was thrilling. He smirked and pulled away from the kiss, toying harshly with Kirin’s chest as he squirmed. Law’s own erection taking a back seat to the lewd expression on his partner’s face.

“Oh? Well, would you look at that. So forward and eager to touch me—but you moan like a whore when I do this.” Law teased darkly. “So much for making me react… can you cum like this?” Law mused, pushing his leg up to press against Kirin’s sex. Hot and already wet beneath his thigh, Law ground against it until he parted the folds and ran up against Kirin’s clit. Kirin panted for air, hands tangling in white locks as he clearly raced to the edge.

Law abruptly removed his body from Kirin, shoving his own clothes off as Kirin glared at him before doing the same. Kirin’s expression was frustrated and dark as he licked his lips.

Now exposed, Kirin parted his thighs beckoningly. Law eagerly let his cock rest over Kirin’s pussy, forcing the man’s thighs back together as he rocked against his clit. Law’s cock quickly getting covered in slick from Kirin’s arousal, making his thrusts smooth.

“D-Doctor!” Kirin sighed, reaching up to fondle his own nipples. Law smirked, slapping his hands.

“No touching, Kirin. You wanted to help me get off—all I need is your pussy and thighs just like this… yeah, so wet for me. This turns you on, doesn’t it? Wish I would play with your pretty nipples since you’re not allowed, huh?” Law huffed, cock throbbing against the hot, wet press against Kirin’s pussy. “C-Call me Law. Call me Law and maybe I’ll let you cum too.” Law groaned, pressing harder into Kirin’s thighs.

“L-Law! Oh, shit you’re so fucking pretty. I can feel your cock—the face you’re making is so hot, you like this don’t you? Using my body so selfishly—fuck I like it too~!” Kirin panted, gripping the pillow under his head desperately, “I like you’re hands too—they feel so good on my chest, please L-La—ah!—Yes! L-Like that—oh~!” Kirin moaned loudly when Law finally gave in and tweaked a nipple.

Law didn’t expect Kirin to be this noisy, but fuck if it didn’t go straight to his cock. Electric pleasure pulsed down his spine and balls. Law was so close and it almost sounded like Kirin was too. Law had learned a lot about Kirin over the past few minutes. Chief among them?

Kirin’s expression when he was denied pleasure was hot.

Like Kirin’s thighs burned him, Law dropped his arm and propped himself above Kirin. Free hand grasping his cock and squeezing with hard jerks. Kirin scowled, pretty eyes desperate as he moaned loudly, body relaxing as he fell back away from the edge. The slick still coating Law’s dick a wonderful aid as he came, shooting out harsh spurts over Kirin’s stomach with a grin. Laughing a little, Law leaned down and kissed Kirin in mock-apology.

“You make the prettiest faces.” Law praised Kirin, “But I didn’t say you could cum yet.” Kirin tried to complain but it was drowned out by the sharp moan as Law flicked his nipples. Kirin stared up at Law with naked desire and huffed.

“T-Th-ah-t’s not very nice, Law. Better be careful or I might tease you right back.” Kirin informed him. Law laughed, kissing Kirin’s lips.

“Maybe I want to hear you beg first?” Law asked, Kirin scoffing a bit.

“Maybe I want to see the faces you make when I fuck you hard for teasing me?” Kirin shot back, thrusting his hips against Law’s thigh. Something hard and firm pressed against him and Law startled.

Sitting back, Law could only stare in shock. Before, and Law knows for a fact it wasn’t like that before, there was a cute pussy. Wet and begging for his cock… and now there was a dick there instead. Law didn’t know when or understand how but… Kirin had his own cock now.

“…Who’s fucking grave did I rob for that to happen?!” Law muttered, wide-eyed as he took in the long cock. Head a burning red that faded down the length seamlessly. Kirin laughed, reaching down to hold his cock up. It seemed weighty in his hand as he rubbed Law’s cum over the shaft.

“Are you going to ask questions neither of us can answer or would you rather see how fast I can drive those thought out of your pretty head?” Kirin smirked, allowing his cock to press against Law’s thigh as a challenge. “Or maybe you can tell me what you were dreaming about and we can make it reality?”

Law’s cock throbbed hard at the reminder.

The promise of being bent over and choked quickly returning like back to his cock. Kirin’s pleased and intrigued hum doing little to restrain Law’s daydream. Huffing, Law tried to regain control of the situation.

“What a dirty little slut you are, hiding this from me and still expecting to get to fuck me. Did you do your own little experiments to find this pretty cock, darling?” Law leaned down and kissed Kirin’s neck, nipping as he moaned loudly at the soft contact, “Did you make a fucking mess imagining it was my hands squeezing your cock? Or did you prefer to play with your wet pussy while pretending it was me? How long have you wanted to fuck me, baby?” Law whispered against Kirin’s jaw, relishing in the pants and moans that slipped out freely as Law grasped Kirin’s cock.

It was as hot in his palm as he thought it would be. Pulsing in his hand as he gave slow, languid pumps, allowing the soft skin to catch and pull under his somewhat damp grip. Law could feel the rapid pulse under Kirin’s jawbone, the thrum quickening under his tongue as he laughed. Law felt Kirin’s hands move to pull at his hair as he tipped his head back for Law. It wasn’t any sort of language that spilled from Kirin, rather lewd sounds that Law relished in as they grew in number and sound.

And as they grew in pitch, Law allowed it. Sweeping his thumb over the head of Kirin’s weeping cock, smearing the liquid down the shaft to ease each stroke. And when Kirin arching his back, Law struck. Squeezing harshly at the base as Kirin cried out in denial, aching cock not allowed to do more than pulse harshly without cumming. Law bit down on Kirin’s neck and sucked to bruise the skin with a bold grin.

Kirin pulled hard on Law’s hair, forcing Law away from Kirin’s vulnerable neck. He looked pissed, but his eyes and smirk promised retribution. Law… looked forward to seeing what his partner would do next.

“That’s enough of that, Law.” Kirin man-handled Law onto his back, reaching for the bedside table and rummaging in the drawer. “You’ve had your fun… now it’s time for mine.” Kirin pulled out a bottle of lube that Law kept there. It wasn’t that Law was embarrassed to have it—it was a little late to be embarrassed about his erection—more that Law was surprised that Kirin knew it would be there.

“Oh, are you going to fuck me now, Kirin? Did I finally push you too far? You going to make me pay with your co—ngh!” Law chocked as Kirin pressed a slick finger over his asshole, forcing Law’s body to accept the intrusion with slow thrusts. Apparently, Kirin had enough of Law’s shit.

Law gasped as another finger slipped in.

“I am, actually. What a clever man you are, Law. Only two fingers in and you’re already falling apart. And you make such pretty sounds too when you’re not running your mouth.” Kirin mused, slipping another finger in as Law moaned at the slight burn, “I bet you already know what comes next, huh? Your cute ass looks so good, I can’t believe I get to see this. And you’re so tight too, you need to relax babe. I can’t fuck you until you do.” Law let the tension bleed from his spine as he sucked in a harsh breath, sweat beading over his brow.

He really wanted this. He wanted to feel Kirin’s cock so bad. If he wasn’t dizzy with pleasure already, he would have tried to force Kirin to lay back and ride his cock already. But the promise of being given it anyway kept Law down, his own cock aching again, harder than even the dream had managed.

“K-Kirin!” Law gasped, hips jerking as Kirin’s fingers pressed into his prostate. Kirin let a pleased moan slip out.

“Oh, I think that’s the prettiest my name has ever sounded, Law. Deep breaths. I want to hear you scream it next.” Kirin pulled his fingers out, a whine slipping from Law until he felt Kirin press his cock against it. Coated in lube, it slipped in slowly despite the tight squeeze as Law tensed. Thicker than his fingers, Law panted as his ass was penetrated. The stretch burned slightly, but Law took every inch until Kirin’s hips settled against Law’s thighs snugly. “That’s right Law, keep breathing. You’re doing beautifully… so tight around my cock. Are you ready for more?” Kirin asked, gently running his thumb up Law’s dick.

“Yesss~!” Law hissed, heels scrambling for purchase as he tried to make Kiring fuck him already. But Kirin just laughed, pulling out of Law slowly before pressing back in. The burn went away with every lazy thrust and pass of his prostate. Small noises slipping through Law’s throat with increasing volume as Kirin openly groaned, eyes never leaving Law’s. Law shuddered and swallowed hard. “H-Harder, Kiri—fuck me harder!” Law panted.

Kirin paused, the head of his cock still caught in Law’s twitching body. He snapped his hips hard, shoving his dick in to the base as Law gave a startled moan.

“S-So pretty for me, Law. Keep making that face and I’ll gladly fuck you harder with my cock. Are you close, Law?” Kirin leaned in close, letting his lips slide against Law’s with every hard slap against his thighs. Law groaned and nodded, cock pulsing and smearing precum on his stomach with every fucking thrust. “Tell me what you need, pretty. I want to feel you cum before I do, even after you kept teasing me.” Kirin whispered into Law’s panting lips.

Law’s cock wept at the sudden reminder of his dream.

“C-Choke me. P-Please put your hand on my throat—I need it! I dreamed of you choking me har—gnh!” Law’s voice was cut off by a firm squeeze around his throat. Kirin’s hand a little too gentle and wary for Law’s raging hard-on but the pressure nearly sent him over the edge anyway. “H-Har-der~! Ahnnn—‘rder!” Law choked out, so close as his vision grew hazy.

Kirin squeezed a little harder and the pressure broke, Law’s cock spilling out between them as he throttled Kirin’s cock still thrusting into his ass. Air spilled into his lungs as Kirin moaned loud, filling Law’s body with soft grinds. Law could only blink as he came down from his high, keening a bit when Kirin pulled out, leaving behind cum and a feeling of emptiness. Body aching as he relaxed into the mattress.

“Hah—hng—Y-You alright, Law? I wasn’t too hard on you, was I?” Law swallowed hard and smiled, glancing up at Kirin with a dizzy smile.

“Next time, go harder.” Law smirked. Kirin huffed but smiled back, laying down next to Law as their bodies cooled from the sweat and sex still heavy in the air.

“…Dinner’s probably cold.” Kirin mused. A glance over revealing that his cock was gone again. Law should probably look into that… for pleasure and science, of course.

“Probably.” Law agreed, still regaining his breath with a lewd grin. “…At this point, it wouldn’t hurt if we… tried again?” Law asked, sucking in a harsh breath as he felt the cum on his ass start to cool.

“For science?” Kirin grinned at Law, laughing softly.

“For science.” Law agreed, laughing despite the protest in his lungs and throat.