[Grunts, guh... he needs better control... stupid Ace...]
[All the blushing.]
Shut up.
[Fiddles. He needs cigars, but for now, he leaves out, since lighting up a pair at this point will just be wasteful... probably.]
I still might kill you next time. If you ever do something that stupid again.
[He won't. And just nibbles Ace's ears, and pulls off the other glove, stuffing them in pockets, and then runs his hands over Ace's hips, tugging him close.]
no subject
[All the blushing.]
Shut up.
[Fiddles. He needs cigars, but for now, he leaves out, since lighting up a pair at this point will just be wasteful... probably.]
I still might kill you next time. If you ever do something that stupid again.
[He won't. And just nibbles Ace's ears, and pulls off the other glove, stuffing them in pockets, and then runs his hands over Ace's hips, tugging him close.]