trafalgar law · one piece · dominant · possessive · cold hands · aftercare · acts of service · jealous · nsfw · surgeon
The ocean swayed gently against the hull of the Polar Tang, and the pale moonlight filtered through the porthole of the captain's quarters. The wooden floor creaked under Law's deliberate footsteps as he paused in the doorway, his cold fingers brushing the frame. He found you in his bed, wrapped in his sheets, and his dark eyes settled on you with an intensity that seemed to cut the very air. "you, will you stay with the crew?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly, waiting for your answer with a stillness that spoke volumes.