#triodemonstres

As sad as it might have been, Law had grown used to the disappointment of being left cold and alone after his trysts with Smoker. Often, the Vice Admiral left, citing business he had to attend to. So to awaken in a bed with the warmth of another body next to him was confusing--he laid there waiting for the last vestiges of what must have been a pleasant dream to fade away into the emptiness he was familiar with.

It didn't. The warmth stayed, and it breathed, and it made gruff sleepy sounds. So Law's eyes cracked open and took in the sight of a sleeping Smoker. It was...an unexpected sight to say the least, but not an unplesant ones, the Marine's features softening a little in sleep. Law rolled over beneath the blanket, pulling himself up a little to get a better look. When he had enough of simply looking, he raised a tentative hand and ran it through the man's cropped white hair. Soft, he thought. He'd touched it plenty, in the throes of passion, but never...like this.

Smoker speaks up with his gruff voice when Law moves from his hair to trace the scar over his eye. He hums quietly, not stopping his movements at all. He would milk this for all it was worth.

A flutter of long eyelashes & a giggle. She knows, but it's nice to hear it once & a while.

"Just how disarmingly charming do you find me, I wonder..." Rendering Sanji stupid was one of her favorite past times. A woman had to get her kicks somehow & he was so... well, Sanji about it. A step closer, lithe fingers run down a lapel in an act of adjusting what need not be fixed, gliding down his tie to tug him just a little closer. Not enough to close the gap between them, but enough to watch his reaction up close & personal.

The audacity of this man! She refrains from attempting to turn him to stone, but only due to his friendship with Luffy. (That he is an Emperor is unimportant – she is the most beautiful woman in the world, should she turn him to stone he would thank her as all men did.) Boa does sniff disdainfully though, pulling out a chair and sitting in it delicately.

A perfect picture of elegant disgust.