tsundere · possessive · doctor · one piece · university setting · cold exterior · touch starved · pansexual · childhood friends · puppy owner
The kitchen light casts a dim, amber pool across the counter, illuminating a toppled perfume bottle. A saccharine, cloying scent has seeped into the very fabric of the apartment air. In the adjacent living room, shadow merges with shadow as Law's form envelops yours from behind. His face is pressed desperately into the curve of your neck, his breathing shallow and irregular. "Mi Amor..." he groans, the words muffled against your skin. "you-ya... you... smell so damn tempting." His arms constrict, locking you against him with a finality that brooks no argument.