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[he can't handle it. God it's so good. It's so much worse too. He squirms, biting his knuckle but it doesn't matter because he cries out anyway at the delicious pull, the faint soft tickle of Smoker's lips that drive him just this side of crazy. Even the faint rasp of his scruff.]

Ah shit! Damn I can't-- hnnnnnnnnn [he scowls at Smoker's smirk and tries to hold on, dragging at Smoker's hair as his body twitches with pleasure but not giving him the fucking] ahh [satisfaction]

[And that damn tickle of smoke everywhere, against his ass... ah.. Ace comes out of it a little. Shocked but in a surprisingly good way, realizing his wrapped a leg around Smoker's neck and that his shoulders are on fire but nevermind]

Wh...where are y...you thinking of shit going with that?

[Well that smirk just gets worse at Ace's reactions, and there's a quiet snort, and Smoker moves so that both his hands are on Ace's ass instead, scruff, and elbows massaging thighs as he kept up his ministrations, and wrists on hips.]

[Don't tell him what to do or not to do, boy. Just enjoy it sheesh.]

[Smoker circles his tong in long sweeps and flicks up the ridge and softer parts of Ace's cock, before sliding back down again, teasing the tip with the underside of his tongue and gently squeezing Ace's buttocks in revenge for getting too freaked out over things Smoker hadn't even done yet, again.]

Hnnn... [Another low menacing growl in his throat, it was hard not to get distracted with the idea of flipping Ace over and fucking him, but he didn't actually want to go far enough to freak the kid out for freal, and anyway, he was enjoying this moment too much to stop.]

[Which reminded him...]

[He moved both hands off Ace's ass, trailing the fingers down the hips hard, eyes hooded with lust and concentration, but held up a hand for Ace's attention, and snapped his fingers, just as he carefully tightened his mouth around Portgas' length and sucked hard, swallowing saliva and precum, and getting ready for everything else.]

[he makes a surprised garbled noise at the hands on his ass. It's surprising and feels weird but he likes it. Still he arches away from it, letting out a long cry as it pushes him further into Smoker's mouth.

He can't do anything but squirm. Unable to escape from Smoker's tongue or the way it drags at him, tickling in the maddening way. The growl makes him growl back but also gasp and buck his hips because it's too much. He's starting to like it too much. That voice.

He tries to focus, head thrown back, breathing hard, clutching at his beads now and twisting them against his throat though he's not sure why. Smoker snaps his fingers and Ace looks up only to die as everything becomes intense.

Too much. It's too much! It's too good. Ace has a fleeting thought of holding back but he can't. The pleasure spikes hot and dark and wonderful and he arches into it, whining Smoker's name in desperation as his body goes off without him and after he can only collapse back, covered in sweat and breathing hard as if he'd just fought for three days without rest]

fuck

[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.]

Mm. Bastard. [he doesn't mind the arm. Or anything. He's exhausted somehow. He turns and absently nuzzles the lapel of Smoker's coat. It's soft. It smells even better now.]

Thank you... [it was good. Better than he could have ever thought. He reaches out and strokes the side of Smoker's neck affectionately]

Are you alright? You can do me if you want... Don't worry if I pass out. [he's going to need some time to recover because even handys don't take such a toll. He strokes his jaw, too. Pushes his other hand through the sleeve of the jacket and curls his fingers through Smoker's hair]

Best Taisa. [skritch skritch and he kisses Smoker's nose]

[Smoker arches both eyebrows in amusement.]

As tempting as that is...

[Which was actually not very. He likes you Ace, but you're a very cute dumbass. JSYK.]

I think I told you before I'm a sadist? I want you to be conscious to feel all of it. Especially as I choke the life half out of you.

[But he does relax like a puppy at all the affection. And he's comfy in his boxer shorts, so he leans his head slightly towards Ace, falling asleep.]

Just don't leave without saying goodbye. Tonight. [The future was the future and he'd deal with it then.]

[But for now he's just back to his comfy good mood, and content to be like this.]

Hmmm... [that's interesting. Too interesting. and a little terrifying and he kind of feared for his ass but he'd heal up]

Okay. [rests his forehead against Smoker's.] Stupid.

[heart]

[Oh no it's so cute.]

[Oh no he likes it.]

[Oh no, how terrible.]

Freckle-butt.

[Lightly leans forward to knock his nose against Ace's.]

[I-It's not like he LIKES you or anything stupid!!!]

[Even if he's already said he does.]

[Well whatever.]

No [yawn and snuggles into Smoker's neck] eyebrows... [hmm]

I have eyebrows. [>:|]

[They're just thin.]

[nope. But you'll win this round. Mostly because he's asleep. But happily. Good Taisa. Best...whatever]

[Well good, and Smoker will sleep at least a few hours, though he doesn't get far before he has to light up the cigars for while he sleeps.]

[Maybe just a teensy bit addicted oops.]

[after a few hours Ace sneezes as some ash falls into his face. He blinks and looks up at Smoker, realizing they're cuddling and he's naked. Oops. And Smoker looks good in boxers.

He wants to go back to sleep but his stomach is growling and so he better find something or he'll be hungry in the morning. Then maybe go work on the tree house.

He slips away from Smoker and tugs on his shorts, pushes his feet in his boots and then, remembering, leans down and murmurs in Smoker's ear]

Taisa? I'm going. [chu] Will you be okay?

Mmn.

[Opens a single eye, removes the filters and tugs Ace in for an ashy kiss.]

See ya pirate cowboy.

[Falls back asleep, he's happy though.]

[kisses him back absently. Then bites his hip before covering him up with the blanket and slipping out of the window]

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