christmas law x reader randomness. mwhahahah
Don’t ask why I have a Christmas fic right now. I don’t even care abt Christmas I just thought it would be nice 🤩🤩
“Do you know what the date is?” You didn’t bother to look up from the paper you were writing on while you asked, knowing Traffy would answer.
“The 25th.” Law didn’t mumble, leaving no tone for you to decipher or overthink.
“Holy shit. It’s Christmas?” You turned to look at him, but he didn’t meet your eyes. Furiously typing at his desktop, he seemed to be working too hard to feel you stare.
“No shit. I made us hot chocolate and I borrowed “Little Women” for us to watch” Law spoke, but he didn’t look up.. Still.
You stared a second longer then gave up, standing to walk to the bathroom. Things were typically like this, so many things left unsaid. As you sat on the toilet and peed, you realized how well you understood him, the subtle acknowledgement of your favorite christmas movie, Traffy remembering how much you fawn over his hot chocolate, even if you guys make it the same way. He didn’t even need to look at you to read every emotion you felt. He even planned it ahead, every grocery store in town was closed… wipe.. You ran out of chocolate three days ago. When did he even go to the store? As you stared at yourself in the mirror, hands occupied with the water and soap, you felt a weird sense of longing.
“Traaaa! Can you come here?!” You dried your hands as you heard a simple grunt in response.
Trafalgar opened the door and asserted his full frame past that of the door’s. “You okay?”
“Lets go see lights.” You had maybe the cheekiest smile you’ve ever had, feeling proud that you get to do something for your loving boyfriend. His neutral expression turned into an equally cheeky look of amusement (he prides himself on never fully smiling).
Being in the passenger seat was as familiar as your bed at this point. You put on some of Pierce the Veil’s best songs, playing dj for the two of you. About a year and a half ago, you surprised Traffy with some matching pj bottoms. You thought for sure he would wear them, maybe just… neutral. When you showed him, he had the same cheeky half smile as earlier. Finding ways to see it again was one of your favorite hobbies now, which is why Law had just pulled into the same parking spot he had pulled into exactly 50 weeks ago.
“Ready?” The car turned off, bringing you back into reality,
“Yeah lemme just grab my jacket,” you responded, leaning into the back seat to just barely reach your jacket.
Trafalgar appreciated the sight in front of him and barely smirked, telling you that he was smirking at nothing.
You gave him your usual look of suspicion anyways and the two of you continued on.
The lights were bright, as the two of you enter the small suburb that had every house on the street decked out in lights. There weren’t any other people around, since it was Christmas you had assumed there wouldn’t be anyone. (Thank god you were right)
“Look there’s a Star Trek one!” Law said as he whipped your hand around so that you would turn, almost being blinded by the massive display in the yard.
“oh woow it’s so pretty,” you turned to look at him, seeing the beautiful colors dance on his face as a portion of the lights changed colors, “hehe not as pretty as my man!”
Traffy had blushed but you couldn’t tell. Both of your faces got warmer and more pink as you continued through the neighborhood on the cold night. Hands only leaving each other when Law would adjust his beanie, or if you needed to use your hands to warm your nose. WHile walking hand in hand in the silent neighborhood lots went unsaid. There was a huge marvel display that both of you took a long time to admire, needing no words to express its beauty. Law had full on stopped at one point, waiting for you to notice the display of deer that were lit up along with other animals. No words to let you know.
So many stolen glances from the both of you, Law seeing your eyes water due to the wind and moving to catch the tears before they fell. You pulling on his hand to fake whisper in his ear before using his warm neck to spare your almost frozen nose.
Before you knew it, you were back home. Hot chocolate in hand and Little Women playing, while Teaffy had a hand in your hair. His gentle scratching on your scalp combined with the warmth of the hot chocolate led to the two of you cuddling close on the couch, fast asleep. You now had your hands in Law's hair, having been returning the favor. Little women had finished. The hot chocolate was left cold on the stove. Your hot breath mixed with Laws as Christmas officially ended.
“Ehnmmm ufgh” you rubbed your eyes as you realized where you were. “Traffyyyy wake up.. it’s 3 am…”
You still had him in your arms and somehow he had ended up on top of you on the couch, his head in your chest with one hand up towards your face. The other was provocatively holding you tightly by the waist, almost ticklish if you thought about it too hard.
“hmm comeon corazon .. we should move to bed…” He had mumbled into your boobs with his deeper voice, as he wasn’t quite awake yet.
You spared a smile at the use of your favorite nickname, heart in Spanish. Still, you had to get him to the bed so you started to lift his head up, awkwardly pushing your head down to give him a soft kiss.
Letting out a giggle, you said “we just have to walk for 30 seconds and then you can go right back to sleep”
“Now you’re laughing at me? Man I can’t win”
“Excuse me you are face first in my boobs right now, how is that not winning..?”
Now he giggled, lifting his whole body to put his forehead on yours, “what if I don’t wanna go right back to sleep?”
He pushed forward into a welcome kiss, barely letting your lips meet before trying to swipe his tongue on your teeth. You had predicted his move, letting your tongues meet. After a fake fight you let him in fully, feeling his whole head and body push into you more and more. Something new between you two was the saliva. He seemingly stopped caring about getting it everywhere, licking your lips, open mouthed kisses, using his tongue to kiss you all the way down your neck. It was… enticing to say the least. He took your hands in his and abruptly pulled away.
“You’re gonna help me clean up so don’t even try to get away.” Law had a smirk and a tight grip on you, plus it was 3 am so you gave in.
Packing away leftover cookies you had made, hot chocolate and a small simple dinner Law had made, the two of you sharing the dishes responsibility, and of course, a final wipe down.
Traffy enjoyed 5 minutes of night time routine with you, seeing you somehow get toothpaste all over your lips and mouth, before the two of you finally end up in your shared bed.
“So uh I just brushed my teeth if you want to uh .. check them.. hehe” you mumbled, because of course you can’t think of any better way to continue the couch activities.
Law spared you any embarrassment, as usual, and sat next to you on the bed. Hesitation was never what he was known for, and hesitate he did not. This time he started with softer pecks on your forehead and frankly all over your face.
“I just did my toner it tastes bad stoooop” you let out a good amount of laughter, he was kissing you like a bird… (a lot of pecks…?)
“I don’t care I’ll forget the taste of it after I taste you,” he barely paused to get the words out frankly, “I won’t let some stuff on your face hold me back from you..”
Those were pretty much the last real words of the night.
Law was kissing you and kissing you, not letting you get a chance to give him the same medicine. So you gently shoved him onto his back, and climbed into his lap. He let out a handful of moans at the feeling of you sitting on him, one spot in particular. You held his hands down, pushing them into the bed with little to no strength. Starting at his forehead now, you kissed your way to his lips, before chuckling in his face when he tried to take a hand to your waist.
With both hands back on the bed, you continued to kiss law down his neck, onto his exposed collarbone. Licking him from the center of his collar bone to right behind his ear, forcing him to laugh at the mix of ticklish and pleasure. Once at his ear, you took the opportunity to tease him by breathing a little heavier, making him squirm under you.
Unfortunately that was as far as you got.
He removed his hands from yours, grabbed you and flipped you. With a dark laugh coming from him and a big ass smile on his face, you figured you had gotten him riled up enough. He didn’t even need to hold you down, he moved too quickly. He slipped your pajama pants off, and lifted your shirt right after. Staring at your chest, he would lick then blow cool air, finishing with a small nibble. He started at your chest sure, but he didn’t stop until he was at the waistband of your underwear. It felt so good it was almost torture, but your attention got stolen by Law using his teeth to pull your underwear down. Realizing your hands were free, you quickly tore them down and threw them off the bed for him.
Law only let out a brief groan, like just seeing your pussy was something he had BEEN waiting for. He started the same way as usual, the way you loved. Sloppy kisses around the area, then looking up at you while he slipped a finger in. He always loved seeing your reactions, when you first started dating he would always force you to stop hiding. Once the finger had found its pace, he would lick a longer starting strip, then focus in on putting pressure on your clit. Moving his tongue only slightly in the start, while he slowly built you up.
The man had it down to a science.
After you finished your first orgasam on his tongue and fingers, he started spitting. The first time it startled you. But now you get that giddy feeling, like you're on a rollercoaster about to go over the top. He spit on your pussy twice, before using his finger to spread it around. He was admiring your pussy when you tugged on his pants…
He did the same to his own pajamas and underwear as he had done to you, unfortunately moving away from you to do so.
He spit once more in his hand and started rubbing it over himself, despite all the time you had with him you had never gotten used to the way he would stare at you while he got himself ready.
You moaned a little at simply the sight of it this time, and he started moving closer and closer to you. Once you felt his tip rubbing against you, Law was again forehead to forehead with you. He looked you in the eye and raised his eyebrows, while you nodded a little too aggressively.
Both of you moaned when he went in, the wetness and closeness being overwhelming. Since you already came, you were already trying to get him to move, to start the friction. he grunted as he slid further in, bottoming out with his eyes closed and somehow with your lips on his.
The saliva. Feeling it drip below you and also on your face and neck… it was overwhelming. Law had felt the same and his face was twisted in pleasure, while you sloppily dragged kisses along his chest and biceps. he kept his rhythm for so long, saliva rubbing away and the two of you were left with pure pleasure. You felt almost drunk out of your mind while he relentlessly fucked you. Thankfully he was in a similar situation, now with his thrusts being based solely on instinct. He looked down at you and brought you into another kiss that felt too good, as he finished inside of you right then and there.
Both of you stayed connected and let out a heavy breath, until he started thrusting again. You squeezed with pleasure at the idea of him fucking you with his own cum as lube. The thought (along with all the lingering build up) made you so close to your second edge of the night. Law already knew. He moved a hand to your clit, keeping his pace steady while staring down at you.
You both lay next to each other, cuddled into his chest and legs intertwined. The fan was blowing and you both were still breathing heavy. It took like 30 seconds for you to pass out, and Law kissed your head.
“Merry late Christmas mi corazon”
Only he heard the words, and they were like a spell. As soon as they were uttered he was passed out, sniffing your hair while he slept.
