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I. Know.

[Slides over three cards.] Gimme 3.

[well...as long as he knows

gives him three, but then this is kind of lame so he sacrifices a boot, nudging it off so he can stretch his foot across the bed and massage Smoker's inner thigh with the ball of his foot]

Got a good hand, Taisa?

[and then just replaces his whole hand though his new hand isn't much better]

Shit.

[Grunts.]

Conceding your first hand already Portgas? [Arches eyebrows. ~~THEY ARE THERE SHUT UP~~.]

Never. [he'll work with this. He'll believe in the heart of the cards. Also stop arching your forhead.

He moves his foot a little closer to the center]

What about you?

I have a great hand.

[Raises him via poker chips.]

[trying to cheat via seduction isn't working.]

Not as great as mine. [pushes more in. Rests foot against Smoker's dick? It feels really weird against his arch but he likes it. Hum]

Say when you want to call then.

[Stretches his arms and leans back leaving his cards down.]

[You fail to realize how god damn competitive Smoker is, Ace.]

[ultimate seduction technique fail.]

Call. [gloomily]

[he's got two, three, seven, ten and a jack. Freaking jack.]

[.....]

Portgas...

[STARES.]

Do you even know how to play this?

Or are you a poker virgin too?

[Reveals his three threes.]

Marco tried to teach me but I kept falling asleep.

[though he knows that's better than his. Damn]

Okay... [takes off his hat.] Do you just not feel my foot or what? [wiggles his toes]

[Grunts and stiffens his shoulders.]

Portgas, if you didn't want to play, you should have just said so.

[Puts the cards off to the side, and pulls Ace into his lap to kiss and suck on his neck hard.]

Wait no I did! [struggles and grinds against him. He's so conflicted. Whimpers at the heat on his neck and sucks on his own lip]

I want... I wanted to tease you and...to have a chance at fucking you...

[oh wait wait]

What if we do it with rock paper scissors?

[Groans at the wriggling, and has to shift with Ace or lose his mind even more.]

I don't trust your luck that much. [Kisses down his jawline.] Best out of 15. [Holds out a fist.]

Okay! [grins happily. Wriggles a little more, slips a hand against the side of Smoker's neck and massages and then shakes his fist]

Rock paper scissors, go!

[eat scissors, Taisa]

[Also had scissors, but all but falls over at the massage to his neck.]

Hah.... fuck... Portgas....

[Flushes and buries his head into Ace's shoulder, holding out his fist again, this time to shake into paper.]

Does that mean I won?

[yes he likes this better. He also likes the heat of Smoker's face against his neck. He keeps going and murmurs softly]

That means you'll have to take something off...

We tied. What'd you get the second time. [Because he can't be bothered to look over, but he gets ready to undo the belt.]

[And nibbles idly on Ace's neck and throat. Good throat. Meant for caressing and bruising.]

I didn't throw... I thought... Nnnh. [he arches his head and wants to melt into that.

But no he's not going to miss his chance]

Again...

[rock this time and he moans softly at Smoker's teeth. Fuck]

[Scissors, but he's not looking, way too interested in getting more sounds from Ace, just bites his throat more and moves a hand to hold Ace's face so he can suck on the pirate's tongue.]

How about we just fuck, and figure out taking it to another level some later time? [Bites under Ace's chin and runs his hands down Ace's shoulders and abs, little spider finger tendrils.]

[yeah that sounds like a good idea, especially since Ace can only moan and arch under his touch and want more of it and to get out of these clothes. Plus this means he doesn't have to hold back]

Ahh hn yeah yeah let's shit... go... [flicks his tongue over Smoker's ear and keens a little]

But I still want to fuck on your jacket...

Okay.

[No wait...]

[Eh, whatever, it's fine.]

[He groans again at the keening sound, arching hard against Ace, dragging his thumbs deeper into the side of Ace's neck and gets out of the jeans before moving to get off Ace's shorts and spread out his jacket on the bed so Ace can get comfortable laying in it, nibbling a little harder and stroking his hands along Ace's thighs.]

Nghh [Ace helps Smoker get him out of his shorts and toes off his other boot, but now he's completely naked and it feels weird but nice and good. He shivers at the hands on his thighs and reissts the urge to cover up his dick, instead flops back on the jacket.

It's nice and soft. He burrows his nose in the fur and can smell cigars and smoke.]

Mmm... so good... [he rubs a cheek on the fur and looks up at Smoker, breathing heavily. Then grins softly and begins to stroke himself lightly, just to see Smoker's reaction-- though it makes him cry out a little and arch off the bed. It's going to be so hard not to just blow his load everywhere

But he wanted Smoker to remember this sight. Remember him lying there. Even when everything happened and Smoker left him behind with everyone else, he wanted a small part of himself to stay with him--burned into his mind]

Fuck me, Taisa...

[Well. Damn.]

[Smoker gulps, grins, memorizing the sight, and kicks off his socks and loses the marine boxers.] Yeah, all right. [He hopes Ace doesn't take that too seriously, as if he's actually disinterested. He was memorized. He could barely control himself to remember that he'd just agreed not to flip the brat over and fuck him up the ass. Another gulp and Smoker's hands shook as they slowly explored Ace's body all over again, kissing down his ears, stroking down the abs, and taking Ace's place with the hands, groaning and arching as he rocked his own shaft against the brat's.]

Hah... fuck.

[it was weird. Surreal. That Smoker would be above him like this. It was weird too at the tremble of his hands. The way Smoker looked at him like... like...like he really was something special. Ahh

But he wouldn't think about that right now.

Ace tried to keep his cool but moaned openly and arched at Smoker's large rough hand on his dick where it felt so good. And again where the smoothness of his dick rubbed over Ace's sending fire through him and making his balls tighten though he refused to let go.]

Fuuuuuck... God... look at you, Taisa... [he was big compared to Ace but bigger than Ace everywhere else and he liked it]

You must fill shorter women up like damn. [he rubbed the head with a thumb, finding the place just under it Watching and shuddering and whimpering as Smoker moved against him.]

Shit this is good. [he arched his neck again and pulled Smoker down with his free hand, slipping his tongue between the Marine's lips before moaning against them and dragging his nails down Smoker's neck]

Taisa...

[Smoker's face flushes bright red, blocking out all the thoughts that always overwhelmed him so he could just enjoy the moment, the sex, the feel.]

Y-yeah... [He laughs quietly, because it's true. Both that he filled up smaller women and that it was good. Better, even, than he wanted to admit.]

Portgas... [He gulps quietly and nuzzles into the crook of Ace's neck. He doesn't want to stop, to let go of Ace at all, but one arm has to move off of Ace to support him, hold him up and over the brat, making the grinding an easier motion, though he kisses Ace back hard and sucks lightly on lips and tongue, moving back to the neck.]

Ace.

[He wanted the moment to last, he shuddered against the feel of Ace's hand, fire hot and perfect on his length, and rocked a little harder, trying to find a steady pace, but still letting it remain as hectic as Portgas might need.]

I want to see you lose control against me. [Practically whispered in Ace's ear, just focusing on the motion, rocking hard, friction that needed sparks.] Go fire, and I'll stop anything from getting burned you don't want to.

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