📖🌸PLAYING THE PLAYBOY🌸📖| Lawsan📚

9 | 🍭 Sweet Love 🍋

"W-what?" Sanji stuttered under Law's grip.

"I said we should finish what we started, did I not?" Law said seductively, pushing Sanji onto his bed.

"Wait!" Sanji said quickly.

"What?" Law said, sad that he was interrupted.

"Who's top?" Sanji asked.

"I guess we'll find out," Law said, smirking down at Sanji. 

"Ha?" Sanji said, his voice nearly at a whisper. Law swooped down to Sanji, stealing a kiss from the blonde boy beneath him. Law continued to smother Sanji's neck, making him moan in pleasure. 

"I like those sweet noises you make, they turn me on," Law said as he licked his lips. Sanji whimpered when Law continued to swirl his tongue in Sanji's mouth. Law started to unbutton his shirt along with Sanji's, he suddenly straightened up and pushed Law away awkwardly.

"Hey, I um...I don't think I'm ready for this," Sanji said, avoiding looking into Law's eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," Law said as he caressed Sanji cheek gently. Law pulled Sanji's shirt off, admiring his soft and slim body for a moment. Law slowly started to kiss Sanji's chest, his hands exploring the rest of the blonde's body.

"Ahn!" Sanji squeaked as Law gripped his hips, moving his mouth further down Sanji's small body.

"Shall we get the main event started?" Law whispered in Sanji's ear.

"M-main event?" Sanji stuttered as his eyes widened.

"Of course, that was just a warm up," Law continued.

"Huh...?" 

Coraźon sat downstairs with a cup of coffee, listening to the loud slapping of skin and moans that echoed upstairs.

Damn, didn't know Law was gay. That blonde one looked gay though.

~

Sanji opened the door to his house after limping back home, praying that his dad wasn't home. He stepped inside and threw his bag on the floor before walking up the stairs to his room, but he was soon confronted by a tall blonde man with a long beard.

"Sanji Black. Where the fuck have you been." Sanji squinted his eyes, wanting to just pass away.

"Oh, hey dad. Uhh...I was just at Zoro's house!" Sanji said.

"Mhm, now can you tell me what time you need to be home by every night?" Zeff said, looking down at his terrified son.

"I must be home by nine o'clock, eleven if it's a party or family event, and if I get permission, twelve," Sanji recited, glancing at the clock on the wall.

"And now tell me, what time is it right now?" Zeff said.

"It's half past eleven," Sanji replied, bowing his head to his father in shame.

"And this hangout with Zoro was?"

"Not a party or family event, nor did I have permission from you to attend longer that respected times," Sanji said.

"Right, what is the punishment for breaking any of the rules in my household?" Zeff continued.

"I have to work at the Baratie for three days as a waiter," Sanji said, now starting to realize the consequences of his actions.

"Exactly, now go to sleep." Zeff said. Sanji nodded and started to walk to his room with his head hanging low.

"Wait." Sanji whipped his head back around to see Zeff looking directly at his neck.

"What the fuck is that?" Zeff said, walking back to Sanji and grabbing his arm, pulling him closer.

"W-what?" Sanji said, pretending to be clueless about the red mark on his neck.

"Take your shirt off," Zeff said sternly.

"W-why?" Sanji stuttered as he backed away from his father.

"I want to know what that is on your neck," 

"Oh, that? I got stung by a wasp at school today," Sanji lied.

"Fine, put some cream on it to let it heal," Zeff said.

"Alright, I will do. Goodnight Dad!"

As Sanji entered his room, his let out a sigh.

Thank god.

To be continued...