Devilish

Study

The next few days passed by in a blur. The heart pirate's submarine set out for the sea, stocked with supplies of bountiful fruits and unique herbs. It felt somewhat unusual to not be on that hot and humid island but the lull of the sea rocking against the submarine soon reminded the crew that that was what it was like to feel at home. Life progressed as normal – nothing new or important came up in newspapers and Law seemed to act as normal also.

Leila stood in the study, flicking through various books to occupy herself with. She had felt especially bored that day, with not much to do or discuss. She sat down on the soft sofa that was pushed back against the window and read happily. After a while, the door to the study opened and Law entered with an abundance of books under his arm.

"Oh, I didn't know you were here" He said, moving to stack the books back on the bookshelf. Leila nodded and turned her attention back to her book, reading absentmindedly.

"I like it here, it's quiet"

"Don't go stealing my hiding spot now" Law smirked, sitting down beside her. Leila looked up at him teasingly from behind her book but ignored him. Her feet were covered by warm socks and she had them up on the sofa, relaxed and comfortable amongst the old furniture. Law sat and watched her, his hands trailing up her bare leg. She twitched and looked around at him.

"Do you mind?" She smirked, lifting her book and shaking it at him with joking anger.

"No, not at all" He said seriously, his firm hands massaging her leg up to her knee. Leila let out a sigh, trying to ignore the fluttering of her heart at his simple touch. Law smiled at her confidently, his deep set eyes locking onto her soft features with a teasing glint. Leila stretched her legs outward and Law let them fall onto his lap. He ran his hands up her legs up to her thighs and Leila flinched, her cheeks burning up slightly. She was wearing denim shorts with a white buttoned blouse – Law couldn't help but think she looked cuter than usual. Her hair was still damp from the shower and her skin was silky smooth against his palm.

She kept her attention on the book but Law let his hand travel up to her thighs gently, rubbing the inside of them to urge her to let go further. Leila didn't say anything, her head still buried in her book, but she gently let her legs open slightly. Law smirked and licked his lips; despite her attempts to act natural he could see the tips of her ears turn ever so slightly pink. He let his meticulous fingers trail down up thigh and against the denim of her shorts. He stroked her through her denim slowly, carefully and never once took her eyes off her. Leila twitched under his touch and unconsciously shifted, giving him better access. She let out a shaky breath as his other hand held onto her leg. His thumb trailed over her core, although covered by the fabric he could feel the warmth radiating off of her.

"D-did you lock the door?" She murmured shakily, still refusing to let her book fall. Law bit his lip to stop himself from grinning and he kissed up her leg gently. She continued to twitched as he moved on top of her, his tongue glazing against her inner thigh. Leila was fighting back a moan and Law nipped gently at her skin, sucking gently. She felt her core throbbing at his touch – pulsating at the mere thought of what he could do to her.

"L-law" She moaned, her back sinking further into the sofa.

"Mmm?" He murmured into her skin, littering her thighs with kisses.

"Lock it" She commanded, her breathing becoming irregular.

"Already did" He chuckled, unbuttoning her shorts quickly. Leila's eyes widened slightly as she realised he had somewhat intended them to do indecent things all along. He swiftly pulled her shorts off and continued his kissing around her thighs. He slid her underwear to one side and let his finger trail over her moist entrance, making her shudder in anticipation.