[After swallowing down everything Ace could throw at him: fire, semen, and more, Smoker smirks broadly, the ultimate smug satisfaction as he pulls back, nudges the side of his own mouth with the top of his fist like a bear and smirking so arrogantly, it was all but a sneer, he takes off his jeans, and still wearing his boxers, lays down on his chest, next to Portgas, again, one arm draped over the brat's shoulders.]
[And he shoots him an even more challenging smug asshole of a smirk to Ace's eyes, drinking in the sight of Portgas all spent up after receiving his first real blowjob. And just hums arrogantly, all pleasured and proud of himself like a lion.]
[He couldn't decide whether to grab another pair of cigars or not. How quickly Ace might decide he wanted to do something or not, but for now, he was happy just to be damned pleased with himself.]
[He'd taken note of beads, the way the boy fidgeted, and the touches to his own throat. And Smoker would be lying if he claimed he didn't already have plans in mind for it.]
You're welcome.
[Super smug asshole smirk.]
[Though he still debates getting that pair of cigars to complete the package.]
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[And he shoots him an even more challenging smug asshole of a smirk to Ace's eyes, drinking in the sight of Portgas all spent up after receiving his first real blowjob. And just hums arrogantly, all pleasured and proud of himself like a lion.]
[He couldn't decide whether to grab another pair of cigars or not. How quickly Ace might decide he wanted to do something or not, but for now, he was happy just to be damned pleased with himself.]
[He'd taken note of beads, the way the boy fidgeted, and the touches to his own throat. And Smoker would be lying if he claimed he didn't already have plans in mind for it.]
You're welcome.
[Super smug asshole smirk.]
[Though he still debates getting that pair of cigars to complete the package.]