Requested by: MirandaMingoth
~Shy~
(Y/n) takes the time to look around the room before putting her hand inside the bag, almost expecting something to bite her. That didn't happen, but she did get a paper cut. She pulled out the card and inspected her finger.
"Ow," she whispers and stares at the bubble of blood forming. She feels her hand being taken into another hand and she looks up to see Law.
"You okay?" he looks into her eyes and she looks away blushing, "Good. Let's go."
Her eyes widen as she feels her arm being dragged to the closet. She looks at the card to see she brought out a white card with different sized black circles. She hears the door close and all of a sudden her finger is enveloped in warmth.
She tries to pull it closer to her, but Law still has a grip on her wrist. She feels his tongue run over the cut and her cheeks rise in temperature. That escalated pretty quickly. She tries to calm her beating heart by taking deep breaths.
He pulls away and grabs his phone and turns the flashlight on, "It looks like the bleeding stopped. That's good."
She suddenly felt stupid, "And here I was getting embarrassed for no real reason."
"What do you mean by that, (Y/n)?" he smirks at her in the dimly lit closet, "A guy can have hidden intentions."
"W-what do you even mean by that?" she feels her cheeks rise in heat again and she takes her hand out of his.
"I mean this," he pushes her against the wall and presses his lips against hers. His hands move down and rub her thighs, "Words have more than one meaning, and I intend to take care of you in every way that statement implies."
Before she has time to respond his lips are on hers again. His right hand moves up and slips into her pants and past her underwear. Her senses start to fade as his teeth lightly bite her lip and then move down her neck.
"L-Law..." she squirms under his attention, "C-can't y-you take care of me... s-some other day? W-why right now?"
"Because the chance presented itself to me (Y/n)," he pulls away from her neck but his fingers slide into her, "Why else would I tease you in a closet, of all places? I'm a better gentleman than that."
"T-then s-stop teasing me," she whispers as she hears the group outside the door burst into laughter, "W-what are they even doing out there?"
"They're making noise to cover up what's going on in here," he chuckles, "They all know me, (Y/n), and just so you know we'll be in here longer than seven minutes."~Shy End~
~Outgoing~
She pulls a card out of the bag and sighs. Honestly. Who made these? The males obviously don't have enough talent. Someone has to plan this before hand.
"But who actually has time and the talent to sit down and make all these cards, out of free will?" she looks at the card she pulled out, white with black dots, and looks right at the owner of the card, "You ready, Dr. Trafalgar Law?"
He smirks at her, "Whenever you are, (Y/n)."
She sighs and hands the card to Nami, "If anything happens to me in there, it's on you. I'll sue you, you know that, right?"
Nami nods and sits down. (Y/n) smiles sweetly before she enters the closet. Law follows shortly after and he gives (Y/n) a concerned look.
"Why'd you have to tell Nami that? It's not like I'd do anything to you against your will," he leans against the wall, "Why'd you have to be a bitch?"
"Why? Why? Is that really a question I need to answer? Do I really need to explain myself to you?" she rolls her eyes when he nods, and she pushes him against the wall, "Because I felt like it Law."
He raises his eyebrows and a smile slowly places itself on his lips, "So if I were to kiss you, would you sue her?"
"No," she folds her arms across her chest, "I wasn't actually going to sue her. Mainly because I want something to happen. I just wanted to be a bitch."
"So your admitting if I do this," he gets behind her as his hands slide up her body and he kisses her neck, "You won't do anything but entrust your body to me?"
She moans out as his hands go between her thighs and he licks her earlobe. His breath seeps into her skin and her arms go behind her head and into his hair.
"I could get used to this," his right hand slowly makes its way up to her breast, he slips it under her shirt, "(Y/n), I can really enjoy this."
"Law..." her voice floats out and she moans as he pinches her nipple; she pushes him against the wall and slips her hand into his pants, "It's not fair if I'm the only one getting pleasure."
"I enjoy the way you think," his finger slips into her core and he groans as her hand slides down his shaft, "F-fuck... (Y/n)."
He grabs her other arm and turns her around; he pushes her against the wall and grinds against her. She moans out and pulls his face closer to hers. Their tongues mingle with each other as he gains dominance.
He explores her cave and runs over the roof of her mouth before pulling back, "We'll have to put this on hold, our times almost up."
She nods as she struggles for air. He steps away from her. The door swings open and the light blinds (Y/n), "Did anything happen?"
She shakes her head, "Nothing that concerns you, Nami."
"Wonderful, then I won't lose any money. That's great news!" Nami smiles and grabs the hat to continue with the game.
No one noticed when (Y/n) and Law left the party.~Outgoing End~
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