Starting from death - Law x Reader (Pt. 46)

NOTE: This story may contain spoilers. You've been warned!


(H/C) = Hair color
(E/C) = Eye color



Law's POV

We spent the rest of the day as usual, but we had a different plan for the night. I remembered Esther-ya telling me couples would often go to the cinema together, so I suggested (Y/N)-ya to do so, and she liked the idea. Once again, I wished I had money to treat her, but as always, she didn't care about that and very gladly payed for everything.

I stared at the huge white screen in front of us as we waited for the movie to start. I turned to (Y/N)-ya and blinked in confusion when I saw her laughing almost hysterically at me. How much I loved that cute face of hers... Her joy was always contagious and I soon smiled with humor. "Do I have something in my face?" I asked.

She shook her head, unable to reply with words due to the laughing. I waited for her to calm down. She was having this kind of laughter attacks rather often recently. I think it was because she was happy. She was noticeably more relaxed and cheerful these days. Funny how she claimed to be the most annoying version of herself when in my opinion she was showing her best side. "It's just that you look so weird being in such a common, mundane place... You look totally out of place. I mean, you used to be a feared pirate with powerful abilities, and here you are; sitting as if you were a boring, ordinary human in hopes to watch a trivial movie. It's too surreal."

I smirked, raising a hand to caress her face sweetly. It was a true luck that she allowed me to touch her and show I cared about her. Honestly, not being able of kissing her lips was a nightmare, but I relished in every of her shows of affection and being able to return them to a certain extent. But anyways, I had decided that, if she chose to break up after these ten days, I would make sure to steal a proper kiss from her as compensation. These were being the happiest days of my life, and I knew none of us would be the same after they had passed, regardless of how things between us would end. "And don't you think is even more surreal that you're dating someone fictional?"

To my surprise, she shook her head again. "No, you don't feel fictional to me. I just can't keep thinking of you as a One Piece character when it's so obvious how real and human you are. You're simply Law. You're my Law." She took the hand I was using to stroke her cheek and kissed it before offering a smile, and as every time she did something similar, I concentrated on etching the moment in my memory. I savored the feel of her lips and fingers in my hand, the loving sparkle in her eyes, her sweet smile and even the way my pulse accelerated at her contact. Her Law. I was her Law. I swallowed. Didn't she realize how much her words and actions affected me?

I inwardly begged she didn't deprive me of these moments. I was at her mercy. I knew I was.

At that moment the lights turned off and images started to fill the big screen. We were nearly alone at the room, which from what (Y/N)-ya had explained me was quite common. I grimaced at the exaggeratedly loud sound, and turned to (Y/N)-ya with a frown. "Is this made to deafen people?" I asked nearing my lips to her ear so I could speak lowly and don't bother the other people, although there was hardly a soul in there.

She replied with a knowing smile. "It depends on the cinema, but yeah. Some of them are crazy. It's the same with the air conditioner. It's freezing cold in here."

"Are you cold?" I asked studying her in the semi-darkness. She nodded, so I wrapped an arm around her shoulders to keep her warm.

She leaned closer to me and reached for my free hand. "Thank you." She said, intertwining our fingers and making herself comfortable.

The movie turned out to be pretty boring. It had a lot of mistakes and the plot was too simple and obvious. However, I wasn't bored at all. On the contrary, I really enjoyed the movie. Well, maybe not the movie, but (Y/N)-ya's presence.

She was actually enjoying it and seemed to be sucked into it. And for me, there wasn't a better way of enjoying my time than seeing how she enjoyed herself. How she jumped startled, how her eyes widened in surprise, how she quietly laughed at something, how her hand tensed in mine to relax when the moment had passed. My favorite parts were when she turned her excited eyes to me to silently share some kind of feeling or thought with me, and to see her so comfortable leaning against me.

We spent our way back to the apartment chit-chatting about the movie. I told her I hadn't like it, something she accepted and even understood, but her enthusiasm was contagious and I gladly let her tangle me up in her talk about the movie. It was one of those moments when she proved that beautiful gift she had to see the good and beauty in everything.

I think I could enjoy anything as long as she was with me to show me that magic side that was usually hidden from my sight and she so easily perceived.




I yawned as I lazily scratched the back of my head, looking at the night sky from the window. I was in our room, waiting for (Y/N)-ya to come before turning off the lights to go to sleep.

I turned when I heard her delicate feet stepping inside. She paused to stretch, raising her arms to the ceiling. Every time she did that I felt like squeezing her and maybe even give her an affectionate bite. Damn. She was so cute I always had to clench my teeth to control myself. If I continued like this, I would break them.

She met my gaze and I wondered if she could read in my eyes what I was feeling. It wouldn't be the first time. Then, her mouth opened and she yawned loudly, making me chuckle. She neared me, probably to give me my accustomed 'good night' kiss. I had only asked for it once, but was gladly surprised when she decided to keep doing it every night.

Once she was standing right in front of me, she stood on her tiptoes, and chastely kissed my cheek before resting her heels back on the floor. But instead of turning around, she remained in place, staring at my face thoughtfully. I returned her gaze, and was about to open my mouth to ask her if something happened when a sudden blush darkened her cheeks, distracting me. And then, before I could understand what was going on, her arms were around me, pulling me down, and she had swiftly kissed my lips. And this time it wasn't an accident. It was clearly deliberate.

I blinked in shock, trying to process what just happened as her arms fell from my neck and her blush darkened even more. The kiss had been so quick that it had turned out somehow clumsy, but I knew I would never receive a sweeter kiss. She took a step closer to me and buried her face in my chest, looking for some comfort and security. I loved how she took shelter in my body when she felt lost, confused, scared or insecure. I found the gesture endearing and tender, and it made me feel important and strong in a way nothing else could.

I looked down at her, the view of her face denied to me, and wrapped my arms around her in soothing assurance. She rose her hands and rested them on my abdomen. "What was that?" I softly questioned, gently rubbing her back.

She took a moment to reply. "I know I said no kissing, but I also promised you I wouldn't hold back when I felt like doing something so..." She spoke, her voice slightly muffled. One of my hands moved up to her head, and I gently stroked her soft hair. "But are you okay with this?" She continued, moving her face to look up at me. "I can't help but feel as if I was taking advantage of you, and I really don't want to do that." My hand stopped at her words, and I finally understood what had she meant when she explained why she didn't want me to kiss her. I had thought it was because she was afraid of how she would feel if I did, but she was worrying about me. She meant it would be unfair for me, not for her.

"(Y/N), we've kissed before." I asserted in confusion.

"I know, but it's not the same. The first time I was drunk, the second we were just pretending, and well... the third was only an accidental peck." She explained quietly. "Kissing is a very intimate gesture for some people, you know? It is for me, and... If it is for you too, I think kissing would be taking this too far, and I don't think that's okay."

I looked into her eyes, my hand sliding down to cup her cheek, and swallowed. She was focusing the topic in me because she didn't know how I felt about it, but if a kiss was so meaningful to her, it meant she was offering to take a very important step with me. She was giving me the chance to accept receiving something she wasn't able nor willing to give to anyone, but her chosen one. I was her chosen one. I sighed lightly. "I admit I've never given especial importance to kissing. Although, as you know, I'm not too fond of physical contact, so I certainly dislike being kissed, but..." My fingertips slid through her soft skin, brushed her lips, where I stopped for a second, and moved back to her cheek. "I can't deny kisses take a deeper meaning when they're about you. You're the first and only girl I wish to kiss. Over and over again. And don't ever stop. And if I don't do it, is just because I would never do something you don't want to." The right corner of my lips gently tugged upwards in a lopsided smile. "If you decide to bless me with a kiss once in while, I promise I'll treasure each and every one of them."

Her eyes observed me in wonder before focusing on my goatee, and she distractedly rose a hand to brush it with her fingers. "In that case, if you're okay with it, you can take one whenever you want to." She shyly mumbled. Her eyes lifted to mine as she smiled softly. "No rules this time. You can even... start right now?"

I held the smile for a moment before letting it fade as my eyes fell to her lips. I gently stroked her cheek with my fingertips all the way down to her jaw and then to her chin, before delicately grabbing it and leaning down, eyes moving back to hers. I didn't make her wait and joined our lips straight ahead, closing my eyelids. I heard her sigh, as if feeling a deep relief for finally giving in and let our mouths blend together, and pressed her closer to me with the arm I still had wrapped around her, the hand under her chin moving to entangle with her (H/C) locks. I planted several slow kisses to her lips, gingerly sucking on them and relishing on their delicious plumpness before letting them go and quickly catching them again, not losing actual contact by a single second. They were so soft, so sweet, so delicate... I had no idea how I had been able of withstand without them for what had felt like ages.

My tongue dared to cross her parted lips, keen on tasting her. She let out a mouth-watering moan, her lips pressing harder against mine as she opened her mouth further to give me full access, her own tongue sweetly and gingerly caressing mine, encouraging me to go ahead with my burning desires. My racing heart felt as if it had ignited on fire for her. Finally, finally... I didn't seem to get enough.

I took it slow, occasionally fluttering my eyes open to see her beautiful face and enjoy her presence with my five senses to the fullest. Her body fitted mine as perfectly as the first time our mouths met, she tasted like heaven, and the sweet, loving way she had to kiss back and hold me, her fingers passionately yet tenderly burying in my hair and caressing my face, made me feel dangerously weak on my knees. I realized just then of how yearning of this I was. I felt needy and almost desperate for her closeness and reciprocation. I just wanted to feel her touch forever.

The kiss was unhurried, but very intense. Taking our time to move our lips in synchrony, to press them, to taste them, to rub them, and tangle our tongues in leisured longing, allowed us to feel every single action in detail, to drink on every second and satisfy the need of each other I knew both of us had been feeling for so long. I wondered in which way would it have exploded if we wouldn't have been able to ease some of it through simpler gestures along these days.

An annoying voice spoke in my mind, telling me that I was taking too long and should start bringing the kiss to an end. I struggled with myself, unable to separate from her when what I truly wanted was to keep kissing her forever, to never stop tasting her addictive flavor. I let my senses lose some focus from the pleasing sensation of her mouth and caresses to pay some attention to her condition, a spontaneous smirk making its way through our kissing upon noticing she was, indeed, enjoying this as much as me. She didn't seem to be in a hurry to break the kiss at all.

However, the burning in my lungs told me I would have to break it anyways. I didn't think she could carry on without oxygen for much longer either. So I pressed my mouth hard against hers, the kiss growing a bit frenetic as we tried to take as much of the other as we could, and when the need of oxygen became unbearable, I slowly retreated, not without taking a moment to greedily drag the tip of my tongue through the full length of her luscious lips before finally pulling away. She rewarded my last shameless action pecking my lips a last time before I retreated completely.

I leaned my forehead against hers and my eyes pierced her (E/C) orbs with intensity, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath, when her legs gave in and stopped supporting her, my eyes widening in surprise. Thankfully, I was holding her already, so I just had to tighten my arms around her a bit more to prevent her from falling.

I looked at her worriedly as a weak, embarrassed laugh escaped her lips between her rushed pants. She offered a small smile. "I think I held the breath for too long. The room is twirling." She giggled a bit, tightly closing her eyes.

I lifted her gently in my arms and placed her laying on her bed before sitting on the mattress, studying her face. She was very, very red. "Take deep, slow breaths." I instructed her. I rested my hand on her stomach so she could focus on moving it up and down as she filled and emptied her lungs with air. "I'm sorry. I should have stopped sooner."

She smiled at me. "It's okay. I could have stopped as well, but I didn't realize I was suffocating." She panted slightly. "Being honest, I didn't want to stop. I have what I deserve." She paused a moment to breath, still hastily but more normally. "Now, that's what I call a breathtaking kiss." She joked.

I chuckled, looking as her face slowly returned to its normal color, a pinkish blush remaining in her cheeks. I raised a hand to brush her hair behind her ears, the words 'I love you' I didn't dare to say yet burning in my tongue. She knew I loved her, I had made it clear plenty of times, but I had never voiced it so directly and I didn't want to pressure her when she still was adjusting to her own feelings. It was okay. I could see in her eyes how she was falling in love with me, and she had just willingly shared with me something that was profoundly intimate to her. It was just a matter of time. At least if she decided to stay by my side.

"Law?" Her beautiful voice called me. I loved the way her tongue caressed my name.

"Yes, sunshine?" I muttered, brushing her cheek with my thumb.

"I want more."

"More what?" I patiently inquired, not wanting to make assumptions.

Her tempting lips curved in a shy, charming smile. "More kisses."

Happiness filled my chest at her request. "Do you want more kisses?" I playfully mumbled, hovering over her. She nodded. "Even though you almost fainted a moment ago?" I grinned teasingly.

"I'll be more careful this time."

"In that case, your wish is my command." I mumbled lowering my face to hers, my heartbeat already speeding up in anticipation.

She gently cupped my cheeks. "I thought you hated being ordered."

I brushed her nose with mine, nuzzling her. "Not by you. You're special."

"Oh..." She cutely bent her head slightly to the side, her smile warmly widening as her fingers thanked my words fondly stroking my face. "I'm so honored to be the exception."

"You're always my exception."

That said, I joined our lips to grant her wish, which was also mine. Once again, the kiss was slow and unhurried, yet very intense and deep. I think we both preferred it this way.  And how lovely was the touch of her gentle hands, treasuring me through their soft caresses. I never thought someone would ever treat me this way, delicately and adoringly, as if I was a fragile, rare gem. I was so deep in love... I couldn't lose her. I refused to ever let her go.

She gently retreated to breathe, but I continued trailing kisses on her face. However, when I reached her neck, she squirmed and giggled, shrugging and lowering her chin to protect it from my lips. "My goatee?" I chuckled, assuming my facial hair had tickled her. She nodded with a smile. "I'm going to have to shave it." I commented raising a brow.

"Don't you dare!" She blurted out in sudden outrage.

I chuckled. "Alright, alright. My goatee stays." I pecked her cute nose before letting myself dive in her transparent eyes.

"Law."

I could spend my whole life listening to her pronouncing my name. "Hm?"

"Would you...?" She trailed off.

"Would I?" I tried to encourage her with a smirk. She seemed to be having difficulties to voice her thoughts tonight. "Tell me. Don't be afraid."

She averted her eyes. "Would you stay in bed with me? I... don't feel like sleeping away from you."

Breath got caught in my throat as I stared down at her. She was totally blowing me down today. I couldn't believe my luck. "It'll be my pleasure." I breathed, being rewarded with a bright smile.

I briefly eyed the other bed, wondering if I should join them or if that was a too daring move. The point of sleeping together was being close to each other, but maybe tomorrow she'll prefer to sleep alone again.

"Bring your bed next to mine." I turned to her, realizing she had caught my hesitation, and mimicked her smile with a nod of my head. I stood and walked to my bed. "I'll help you."

She sat up but I stopped her. "No, don't worry. It's not a big deal." I dragged my bed next to hers and joined them. "Should I turn off the light?" I wondered.

"Yes, please."

I tapped the switch, light fading, and went back to the bed, where I laid down next to her. She hurried to move close to me and I contentedly wrapped my arms around her. "Won't you be hot?" The temperature was quite pleasant, but much warmer than the day we arrived.

"I'll be fine." She soothed me. "You can change your position or move away if you start feeling uncomfortable for any reason, though, we don't have to stay like this the whole night. I won't blame you."

I smiled. She was always so thoughtful... "Same to you."

She closed the gap between us to kiss me, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling. I loved that she was so greedy of my affections. I raised my fingers to brush her nape, and felt her body shivering and pressing against mine, an almost inaudible moan leaving her throat. Simply lovely.

After a while, we parted, but our faces remained really close. I observed her face, allowing my fingertips to slowly trace her features, her skin looking pale under the moonlight that entered through the open window. My eyelids fell half closed in delight as she stroked my hair looking back at me. If my life had ended there, I would have died happy.

I gently pressed my lips to hers one more time, and avidly drank in their softness before retreating again, my hand leaving her face so I could wrap my arm around her.

She flashed a quick smile for me. "Thank you for being so patient with me." She whispered.

"You're worth it, (Y/N)." I muttered.

She kissed my lips and snuggled my neck with a deep sigh, moving her arms from my neck to my torso and making herself comfortable. "Good night, Law."

"Good night, sunshine."

She pressed another kiss to my neck, and I closed my eyes, loosing myself in the relaxing feeling of her warm body between my arms and her pleasant scent filling my nostrils.

I didn't want the night to end.