Title: Whatever Happened
Author: kikokus (AoiTsukikage)
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters/Pairing: Law/Zoro/Sanji, in all combinations
Chapter: 16/?
Word Count: 4096
Summary: Sequel to "So Good So Far" and "Almost Easy." Sanji had always known it would be foolish to hope, and after five years, he was certain both he and Zoro had given up on ever seeing Law again. But then again, it wasn't like Law had ever made things easy…
Spoilers: For recent chapters

Chapter Sixteen

In retrospect, saying 'yes' had been a bad idea.

000

Sanji had finally found time to look through the bag of things Law had collected from the bounty hunters' base, and while he could figure out what most of the contraptions inside might be useful for, there was one collection of straps and cuffs that left him baffled.

The predatory look in Law's golden eyes when he had pulled it out should have been the first warning. The low purr in his voice when he'd asked if Sanji would like a 'practical demonstration' was definitely the second.

Still, Sanji had decided to ignore all of that and agreed, which got him to where he was now.

000

"Those bounty hunters were kinky fucks."

Zoro sounded vaguely disgusted and Sanji supposed he could see why, because the position the device forced a person into was inherently sexual and there was really no other use for it that he could see.

The top part was a harness that settled over his shoulders and wrapped around his torso just under his armpits, the straps crossing behind his back and leading to a longer belt-like strap that trailed down the length of his spine. There were cuffs around his wrists that hooked onto a metal ring at the end of that belt, keeping his arms pulled behind him.

That part he probably could have figured out by himself, but the two larger cuffs that seemed to come with it were what he was originally unsure about, but Law had strapped those around his thighs, pushing his knees back so they could be hooked into more rings set into the chest harness.

The result was that his legs were spread, knees held almost to his chest, and with both legs and arms restrained he there wasn't much he could do to even move.

"So now what?" he asked, leaning back so that his hands were braced on the floor and swallowing heavily. It wasn't that uncomfortable, he supposed, despite really fucking with his center of balance, but it was impossible to maintain any sense of modesty with his legs held apart.

"Hmm, I can think of a few things," Law crouched down in front of him and smirked, leaning in to kiss him. "Are you okay?" he murmured against Sanji's lips, his real hand stroking down Sanji's side in an even, soothing motion. "I can get you out if…"

"I'm fine," Sanji promised, but he'd learned by now that a big part of how safe he felt even when he couldn't move or escape was because he knew that both Law and Zoro would have him out in a second if that was what he needed.

"Good," Law kissed him again, wrapping both arms around Sanji's shoulders and deepening it, and Sanji let himself relax under the attention. "I want to do something else, but I don't…I was fine doing it to Zoro since he could still talk, but…"

"You want to gag me?" Sanji guessed, because there wasn't really anything else Law could be talking about. He nuzzled his nose against Law's neck, debating with himself whether he wanted that or not. On the one hand, he trusted Zoro and Law implicitly, and he knew they'd both be able to tell if he was uncomfortable without him needing to say it…but on the other, not being able to say it might make him more anxious than normal, and that wouldn't be enjoyable for any of them.

"Sorry, it's a bad idea," Law reached around him to unclip the wrist cuffs and Sanji moved his arms forward to hold him, pulling him in tight. "I know how much you hate feeling trapped."

"No, I…" Sanji breathed out slowly, kissing Law's neck. "It's okay. I want to try, at least."

"Only if you're sure," Zoro grunted and Sanji glanced up at him, growling when the swordsman reached to muss his hair. "Seriously, we're not gonna think less of you if you say no."

"Don't fucking coddle me," Sanji grumbled, reaching to flatten his bangs back into place.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Zoro promised, and Sanji knew he at least was convinced that Sanji was actually okay with it.

Law pulled out of the embrace slowly, nodding sharply to them both before he went to rummage in the back again. He pulled out something else, and when he moved back over Sanji could see that it looked like some sort of ball attached to yet another belt.

"You're certain?" he knelt down again and Sanji rolled his eyes, hoping that was answer enough.

"Just tell me you washed everything first, I'm not putting anything in my mouth if I don't know where it's been," he grimaced at the thought because who knew who that thing had been used on before.

"Of course I did," Law looked affronted that he'd even asked. "Doctor, remember? Sanitation is extremely important, as I'm sure you well know, given your profession."

He held up the ball and Sanji paused for a second before opening his mouth, and he found that it was made out of some sort of rubbery material that was easy to bite into. It stretched his jaw out a little, although it wasn't enough to cause him any real discomfort, and Law fiddled with the tiny buckle for a few seconds before sighing when his mechanical hand wouldn't cooperate and moving out of the way so Zoro could fasten it.

"Kick me if it's too tight or something," he said before he fastened it, a grin spreading across his face, and Sanji knew that he still probably could kick him even with his knees held to his chest like they were so he really shouldn't push his luck. "I like this, you can't mouth off to me," his grin widened and Sanji realized that he could never return the favor because Zoro could fucking talk through anything, and yeah, maybe he pouted for a few seconds at realizing that this was one thing Zoro could tease him mercilessly about and he had absolutely no good comeback.

He could still flip him off though, so he did that with both hands before Zoro grabbed his wrists and pulled them back behind his back to connect them to the straps again.

Sanji settled for glaring at him, since that was the best he could do, and Zoro kissed the top of his head and mumbled, "I'm an asshole, I know," before standing up. Sanji wanted to reply, to at least make some response, but of course that was impossible and he was starting to realize how difficult this would be.

Because being gagged meant that he couldn't hide, that he couldn't use his false bravado to talk tough and mask any uncertainties he was feeling, and that left him feeling rather off-balance and uncomfortable. He knew it shouldn't anymore, because of all the people he'd want to put up a front around Law and Zoro were the last ones on that list, but somehow having that last sort of safety blanket ripped away from him was hitting him harder than he thought it would.

He relaxed a little when Law's hands came back to touch his skin again, stroking gently over his stomach. His eyes slid closed and he could feel how calm both Law and Zoro were and let himself soak it in, using their feelings to ease his own worries.

"Good," Law murmured in his ear, pressing his lips to Sanji's shoulder. "You're safe with us, you know that."

He nodded, because of course he did, and Law pulled him closer, just holding him.

"Hey," Zoro slid behind him, reaching for his hands and squeezing them gently. Sanji leaned his head back against the swordsman, feeling completely relaxed now. "What're we doing?"

"Hmm, I think he just likes us touching him," Law let out a breathy chuckle but Sanji couldn't really deny it since, at the moment, he was really enjoying the attention. "I've got an idea, though, if you're both okay with it…" he paused, biting his lip, and Sanji knew that generally all of Law's ideas were really fucking hot so he was anxious to hear it.

"Well?" Zoro sounded impatient and Sanji knew he was eager to get started, too.

"What if…you fuck him while he fucks me?" Law murmured, and it was so quiet Sanji wasn't sure he'd heard correctly, but from the flush high on Law's cheeks he knew he had.

"Fuck," Zoro replied, but if the way his breathing picked up was any indication he definitely liked the idea. "How would it work, though? With this…" he tugged at the back of Sanji's harness and Law frowned, moving closer.

"Here," Law reached to unclip the thigh cuffs from the main harness and Sanji squeaked a little as he was finally able to extend his legs. "I'd have to put my legs through the gap between his legs and the harness," he murmured, and Sanji could see how it could work but it was probably going to be tight and Law would be damn near as trapped as he was. "We don't have to, of course…"

"No, if it works, I want to," Zoro said quickly, and Sanji nodded in agreement. "I think he feels the same way."

"Hmm," Law reached down to rub the head of Sanji's cock, already flushed and leaking, and swiped a bead of pre-cum from the tip with his fingers that he then licked off, keeping his eyes locked with Sanji's. "It seems like it."

"Guess we shouldn't tease him too much, huh?" Zoro slid away from behind him and Sanji almost whined at the loss of body heat since the room was cold and he was completely naked. Law seemed to understand, though, and he moved in closer again, arms wrapped around Sanji's waist.

With his legs free for the moment Sanji could wrap them around Law's body and pull him in tighter, letting the other man keep him balanced.

Sanji let him go when Zoro came back so that he could get undressed as well, and he tried to glance back over his shoulder when he heard Zoro fiddling with something. "Getting a head start, are we?" Law slid out of his jeans and tossed them aside, giving Sanji a rather amazing view of his perfect body.

"Hey, he might be flexible, but he's gonna be sore anyway the longer we leave him in this thing," Zoro pointed out and Sanji felt his stomach flutter the same way it did every time Zoro did or said something that proved beyond a shadow of a doubt how much Zoro did care about him.

"True," Law agreed, watching them rather impassively now even as Zoro got the oil open and hoisted Sanji into his lap, reaching to press a slicked finger inside of him.

Sanji sighed, letting his eyes slide closed. He couldn't even remember the last time he and Zoro had gotten to do this, and more than that the last time they'd gotten to do it without rushing through it just to finish because of Sanji's schedule that only allowed him maybe three hours of sleep on a normal night.

He snapped his eyes open again when he heard Law let out a tiny noise, and he groaned around the gag at the sight that greeted him. Law was crouched in front of him, metal hand braced on the ground and his real one sliding back between his legs as he fingered himself.

"Shit," Zoro murmured in his ear, and he could only silently agree.

Law's face was almost completely red now and he slid his fingers out of his body, clearing his throat and looking embarrassed. "I'm not trying to…I'm…"

"Yeah, we know," Zoro promised, adding another finger as Sanji growled at him. "You're just so damn hot it doesn't matter if you're trying to put on a show or not," he grinned, although Law hardly looked less uncomfortable about that.

Sanji had figured out by now that Law was never going to be completely at peace with how attractive he was, or at least how attractive other people thought he was, and while his bashfulness was endearing it also made Sanji a little sad because Law seemed to still see himself as the monster he was called as a child and not as the man he'd grown up to be.

And fuck it, he wanted to talk, but he knew he had to trust Zoro this time around to boost Law's confidence and so he forced himself to stay calm.

"Hey," Zoro motioned the other man closer with the hand not currently two fingers deep in Sanji's ass. "Look, both of us think you're beautiful, okay?" he sounded just as awkward as Law looked and Sanji tried to stifle his amusement at the situation. "That's never gonna change. You just have to believe that it's a good thing," his words were stilted, like he was trying to make sure what he was saying would be taken the right way, but Sanji was proud of him for doing it at all.

"I can't promise I'll ever believe I'm as attractive as the two of you seem to think," Law shrugged one shoulder rather listlessly. "But I've come to at least accept that you do feel that way about me, regardless of how I happen to view myself," he added, and Sanji knew that was about the best they could hope for. "Now, I thought we were hurrying…"

"We are," Zoro sounded completely relaxed as he added a third finger and pressed up, causing Sanji to moan rather wantonly around the gag. "So start getting ready."

"Pushy," Law clicked his tongue but got himself into a crouch again, sighing as he slid his fingers back into his body. Sanji wanted so badly to touch him, his cuffs rattling together as he moved his hands without thinking, and Law gave him a knowing smirk. He leaned back a little more, his metal arm holding all of his weight as he fucked himself back onto his fingers, and Sanji whined, half from the sight in front of him and half from Zoro deciding to curl his own fingers deeper at the same moment.

"Okay?" Zoro murmured in his ear, and Sanji nodded, his entire body thrumming with anticipation of what was to come. "Good. We've gotta…I think you need to get in here first," he looked at Law and the other man slid his fingers out of himself.

"Right. Lie back a little," Law instructed. Sanji braced his hands and feet on the carpet and leaned as far as he could, although it got a little painful since his arms were trapped behind him. "Good. Now…" Law moved over him, using his still-slick fingers to oil Sanji's cock before he gripped the base of it in his hand and lowered himself slowly, biting his lip.

Sanji felt his eyes roll back in his head because he hadn't fucked anybody in five years (and he realized in that moment that Law hadn't been fucked in that long, either, so both of them were a little rusty) and the pressure around his cock was intense. Law was shaking by the time he was fully-seated, sweat starting to bead on his dark skin, and Sanji pushed himself up so he could rub his cheek along the other man's chest, which was about the most affectionate gesture he could manage in his current position.

"Mm, we have to…" Law pulled Sanji up so their torsos were pressed together, his legs on either side of the blond's body and his arms wrapped around his neck. Sanji moved his legs up enough that Zoro cold clip the straps on his thighs to the chest harness again, and the end result was that Law's legs were trapped between the straps. "Okay?" Law asked softly and Sanji nodded, bucking his hips a little and savoring the choked-off moan he got at the action. "Zoro, if you'd please…" he cut off with a gasp when Zoro lifted both of them easily and lay back, easing Sanji onto his own slicked cock.

Sanji burrowed his nose against Law's neck, breathing harshly and feeling Law's fingers scrubbing through his hair as he kissed his temple.

Zoro's hands settled on his hips as the other man leaned back against the wall. Sanji tried to get used to the position, but his senses were completely overloaded by the feeling of Zoro's cock in him and the heat of Law's body around his own erection. It was the best type of torture, being unable to do anything but lie there and feel.

"You're okay," Law whispered, kissing his forehead tenderly. "Let us know when you're ready."

Sanji took a deep breath, his fingers scrabbling for purchase on something and only succeeding in sliding on Zoro's sweat-slick chest.

"Sanji, hey," Zoro murmured, catching his hands and stilling them. "We've got you, okay?"

He mumbled something around the gag, trying to sort out his thoughts. It wasn't easy, of course, but something about this was making him feel that familiar rising panic in his chest that he needed to get out and he wasn't sure why.

"Give me a signal and I'll have you out of here in a second," Law's voice was shaking a little and Sanji forced himself to relax, knowing it was true.

Of course he wasn't trapped. He was probably in the safest place he could be in the entire fucking world, and just because it was an unfamiliar position didn't mean that had to change.

He shook his head, nosing against Law's neck again and letting his body go limp. He had to, he realized, because the only way this would work was if he let them move him instead of trying to set the pace by himself.

"Okay," Zoro reached around to grip Law's thighs, pulling him farther up, and Law braced his feet on the ground and leaned forward. "D'you wanna start?"

"That's probably easiest," Law reasoned, setting his hands on Zoro's shoulders and rolling his hips. Sanji felt his eyes damn near roll back as Zoro matched his rhythm after a few thrusts, and fuck, it was probably a good thing they were all as…connected emotionally as they were.

It meant that Zoro and Law were almost fucking each other through him, like he was part of both of them, and he decided to let go and trust them to catch him as he leaned his entire weight back on Zoro.

The movement caused the other man to buck his hips up sharply, breaking their rhythm, but it made Law gasp and Sanji moan around the gag, his toes curling.

"Hold on," Zoro gripped his hips now, lifting both his body and Law's and pulling Sanji back onto his cock, and it was a damn good thing Zoro was so strong because Sanji knew most normal guys wouldn't have been able to even do that much.

The pace he set the was fast, fucking Sanji with an almost frantic sort of desperation that spoke to how long it had been since they'd actually done this as well, and every drive of his hips, pushed Sanji's up into Law.

"Fuck," Law hissed, bracing his hands on Zoro's shoulders and leaning over Sanji's head to kiss him. It was sloppy, broken by harsh gasps and Sanji's own noises that even the gag couldn't muffle. He could tell when Zoro was close, feeling the change in his breathing and the clenching of his muscles that told Sanji he was trying to hold off.

"Mm, no, come," Law murmured, and Sanji felt a quickly suppressed spark of all-too-familiar jealousy that Law could tell as easily as him even though he hadn't spent nearly as much time with Zoro. "Come on, Zoro."

Zoro groaned against his lips and did, yanking Sanji back onto his cock and making the blond yelp. He held Sanji's hips down through his orgasm, his chest pressed to Sanji's back as he mouthed against the back of his neck.

"Fuck," he sighed, sounding completely sated, and Sanji moaned again, finally moving his own hips and making Law whine low in his throat.

"Hold on," Law told him, giving him a smirk, and he kept his real hand braced on Zoro's shoulder while he turned his vibrating hand on and wrapped it around his cock before starting to ride Sanji.

Sanji let out a garbled sort of sound he'd probably be embarrassed about forever, a line of saliva slipping out from around the gag, running down his chin and over his throat.

He felt dirty, and used, and for once he couldn't even care because he could feel the vibrations through his own body and all he wanted was to chase his release and come so hard he forgot about everything but how he felt in that moment.

Zoro had an arm clamped around his chest now, holding him steady as Law fucked himself onto Sanji's cock, and the swordsman pressed his mouth to Sanji's ear and growled out words that Sanji couldn't even process but he knew they were filthy.

"Sanji…are you…" Law asked, his mouth hanging open and his eyes glazed, and Sanji nodded. "Good. Good, you can…ha…I…" he shivered and came, just like that, cum streaking across Sanji's abs and the clench of his ass muscles around Sanji's cock was all the blond needed to reach his own climax.

He could feel blood roaring in his ears, his body convulsing and his breath coming far too quickly, and then everything went dark.

000

He opened his eyes and blinked, licking his lips and realizing first that the gag was gone and secondly that he could move his legs, which meant that the thigh cuffs had been unclipped. His arms were still bound and he could tell they hadn't moved, so whatever had happened probably only lasted a few seconds at most, but he still felt disoriented and light-headed.

"Wh-" he started, coughing and then swallowing to moisten his dry throat. "Um…"

"Guess we're better than we thought, huh?" Zoro chuckled in his ear, his hands running up and down Sanji's chest.

"How are you feeling?" Law asked, grimacing as he lifted his hips enough to let Sanji's cock slip from his body.

"Kinda out of it," Sanji admitted, knowing it was useless to lie to Law, especially about medical things.

"You'll be fine," Law smiled at him and ruffled his hair. "It was probably a combination of sensory overload and not being able to get enough air through your nose, but it's not dangerous," he promised, and Sanji believed him. "I feel like it was too much, though…"

"It was good," Sanji promised. "I mean, it was fucking uncomfortable as hell at first, but once I let myself get into it…" he shrugged, feeling Zoro unclip the wrist cuffs and bringing his hands forward. He let them rest on Law's hips, stroking his skin, and Law looked relieved.

"Still…"

"Law," Sanji craned his neck up and pressed a kiss to the other man's stomach. "Did you see how fucking hard I came? Because that should tell you if I enjoyed it or not," he groaned then, a little embarrassed that he'd fainted, and buried his face against Law's chest.

"Don't worry, Cook, I'm not gonna tease you about it. At least, not that much," Zoro chuckled in his ear before gently lifting Sanji's body off of his cock. Sanji didn't move, knowing his legs probably wouldn't support him yet, and Law lay backwards on the soft carpet and pulled Sanji on top of him.

"Mm," Sanji knew they all needed a shower, or at least a damp cloth to clean up with, but he couldn't be bothered to move right then. Zoro curled up against Law's side, his hands still touching Sanji's skin wherever they could, and Sanji breathed out slowly.

He felt amazing, and he knew he'd probably be sore as hell in the morning, but he couldn't bring himself to care about anything other than what he was feeling right in that moment.

"Law," he muttered, getting a sleepy grunt in return. "Next time, I'm tying you up."

Law let out a breathy laugh and kissed him, lingering for just a moment before he pulled away, and Sanji knew he was more than okay with the idea.

Now, Sanji just had to figure out what exactly he wanted to do.

Notes:

1. I'm going to just…drop this chapter here and…and…yeah…*coughs loudly and runs away*