[Smoker actually moans quietly at the fingers on him, still feeling a little guilty about everything, but if this was going to happen, he was going to do whatever he damned well pleased about it.] Hmn.
[Hooded eyes, and lightly nuzzles the side of Ace's face, kissing and nipping again, and moving his hands slowly from Ace's shoulders to resting on top of the brat's head.] Yeah. I'm hungry.
[Less for ice cream by the minute.]
[But he already put in the request, so he goes into the mini-bar fridge, and hands Portgas the jar of peanut butter and hot fudge.] Melt to taste.
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[Hooded eyes, and lightly nuzzles the side of Ace's face, kissing and nipping again, and moving his hands slowly from Ace's shoulders to resting on top of the brat's head.] Yeah. I'm hungry.
[Less for ice cream by the minute.]
[But he already put in the request, so he goes into the mini-bar fridge, and hands Portgas the jar of peanut butter and hot fudge.] Melt to taste.