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Hahhhhh [fuck yes. Smoker getting into it, rough against his hand, against him. Sucking in Smoker's tongue and moaning openly, muffled though it was.

He gasped as Smoker's hand slid down and then away-- he spread his legs in aggravation and heat flushed through him again as he realized but Smoker's hand there fuck why were his thighs so ticklish?]

Damniiiit [a wine. He braced his heels against the bed and ground up against him desperately cursing as his toes curled. He grabbed onto Smoker's shoulder, digging his fingers in as he knocked his head back into the bed, holding on as best as he could even as fire crackled between his fingers]

Fuh uh uhck you! I do what I waaaaaahh mm shiiit. Fuck youuuu. [he wasn't going to! He refused, Smoker was going to come first damnit!

He looped both legs around Smoker and wrapped both arms around his neck, pulling him down to him and biting his lips savagely, clawing at the back of his neck and shoulders and grinding as hard as fast as he could, his dick fire on purpose, daring Smoker to keep up and not get burnt]

bastaard

[Thank fuck Ace switched to fire, because Smoker was about to start going crazy and do something stupid otherwise. Stupider? Because arching into fire and stubbornly keeping as solid and non-ethereal as possible was FAR from the brightest thing Smoker had ever done. Still, he used just enough smoke and pre-cum to keep from too much pain, but he couldn't even bother to hide the intense groans of satisfaction and desire that rocked through him. It was so good, and still not enough, and fuck it maybe he could afford to let Portgas experiment on him? No that was dumb, but maybe worth it. He couldn't care just then. He just wanted more, more, more and he was going out of his mind.]

Fuck fuck, yes, damn it Portgas!

[He hissed and growled, smoke hands stroking them both off together now, and the other hand sliding harder on Ace's leg, massaging the balls with smoke tendrils, as Smoker arched his head back and bit back a low howl of pure pleasure, turning into another groan through clenched teeth.]

[He wanted... the impossible. And he wasn't going to ask for it. Not now, not ever. But he was damned close to begging all the same.]

Portgas...

[A hissing growl and Smoker sunk his teeth hard into Ace's neck, biting and sucking the side, desperate to get more keening sounds from Ace. Blissful keening sounds.]

[Damn it, why had he thought this would be enough?]

[It was never going to be enough.]

[It just made him want more, even now, already.]

Gnnnhhh!!

[why did he think this was a good idea?! Smoke was everywhere, pulling, tickling rough now and then soft and driving him crazy. He only jerked into it faster the fire spreading out everything and making it ten times worse. He gasped as Smoker arched his neck and was tempted to bite it but then Smoker was biting him and he cursed and whimpered and panted harshly as he locked his ankles around Smoker's back and jammed up into those damn smoke hands as hard as he could, wanting more. Wanting so much fucking more...]

Fuck! fuuuuuck! [his fingers were digging into Smoker's shoulderblades and he could just feel the resistance of flesh. White heat coursed through him and he knew it was only manner of time. Everything was on fire isnide and out and blazing with heat and he arched back, cursing and knocking his head into the bed]

Sm-- [no he wouldn't not that.] ahhhh ahh nn [a lucky bite set him off] Smokerrr~ You fuckheaaad!

[ah shit he'd said it but he couldn't think of anything as his body tensed and wound to that excruciating point before everything exploded into a burst of pleasure and release. He jerked against him a few more times, body working without him as his mind was totally gone]

[Smoker laughed at that, it was just too good, too funny, too amazing, but shuddered like a wet dog, trying to keep up enough smoke, enough solidity, enough tension to just not literally fall apart, to finish out. It was easier now. Even if Smoker was still wondering what it'd be like to have Portgas' dick up his ass, and god damn it, why would he ever want such a thing, but it was too late to get distracted.]

[He whined and growled darkly into Ace's neck, trying to manage smoke, fire, and himself, putting the task on himself because he was older and he'd started it, and he'd asked for it, so he had no choice but to see it through. Gods but he was close, and he couldn't stand it. He wanted to cover Ace in kisses, and that drove him crazy too. A billion burning desires and all of them ending in flames.]

Ace...

[It was choked out, a whisper, nowhere close to in control, he just wanted the brat to know what he did to him, to actually believe and understand the effect he had on Smoker for once.]

[He took a deep breath, wrapped both his arms around the pirate's neck to hold him close in a bear hug, the rest of him still going out of reflex and desire and because he was far too gone to stop and he let go of the breath, shuddered again, and everything went white and spent as he shook onto the brat, and bit an earlobe to punish the brat for some indefinite crime. Probably of making a mess of them both.]

[He wanted to say something, to tell Ace something important, but he didn't have any words.]

[Just twitched a foot vaguely, moved to get to the side, and nuzzled into the side of Ace's ear again.]

Thanks.

Ahh [he couldn't stop the small noises that escaped him as Smoker kept going. His body was sensitive and twitching and it still felt good, almost too good, and still hurt almost too much. But he held onto him anyway.

Though Smoker choking out his name like that in that tone made him twitch for a different reason. Why did he keep saying it like that? It wasn't-- this wasn't-- Ace didn't know what this was but it wasn't anything like that. Like friendship and sex maybe but... but that? What was Smoker thinking?

He grumbled at the bite to his ear and then tried to think of what to do as Smoker held onto him and nuzzled him like a sleepy dog.

Stop being cute stupid! God!

But he should say something. Anything. This was too werid. Too intimate and not just in a handy and roll over/fall asleep on way. Like... like something else..

But what could he say?]

You're welcome. [??????]

[a beat]

So now what. [B|]

Edited 2016-08-23 06:11 (UTC)

A shower. In a bit. I just want to enjoy the moment.

[Yawn.]

Enjoy... Yeah I guess...

[wriggle.

Then stills.

Maybe if he's still Smoker will fall asleep and then Ace can... do something

He's not sure what he wants to do yet but... something]

[Bites Ace's ears. You're distracting him with wriggling.]

What's on your mind, brat? Or are you always this fidgety?

Nothing. [pulls the pillow down and wriggles a bit to get comfortable] You?

Trying to figure out when next I can fuck you again. [Moves his arm out so Ace can get closer if he wants.]

[ALSO NOT REALLY ON HIS ANSWER.]

[HE JUST WANTS TO SEE HOW ACE REACTS.]

[Smoker is a very bad dog.]

[ahh it's weird. It had felt good but it was weird and now it's really weird and he's not sure how to feel but weird]

Don't you want to sleep on it first?

[it's just weird.

Also he stays right where he is]

[....]

[Weirdo.]

[Smoker pokes a freckled cheek.]

I was kidding. Relax Portgas. You don't have to try so hard. Especially not around me. [Eyeroll, and reaches for his cigars, holding them to Ace to light them up.] It'll just make things unnecessarily annoying.

And I don't need to sleep on anything.

I already know what I want.

[Rolls over onto his chest and drapes an arm over Ace's shoulders.] I've got it right here.

[be himself? Well he is but the question of whether or not Smoker appreciates it seems to depend. He rolls his eyes at the cigar thing and ignores the want thing]

What am I your moll? [he lights the cigars up anyway with a finger then gets out of Smoker's arm and gets up.]

I'm going to shower.

[Snorts.]

[And watches him go.]

[:3]

Sexy.

[Aw hell, did he say that out loud?]

[Hopefully Portgas didn't notice.]

[He'll join in a bit. He's still tired.]

[jsfydjiyk trips on his way in but pretends its a boot and tucks in the shower. And then turns on the water really hot not that he can feel it. And then just stands there.

What is happening? He doesn't know.

Well it just won't happen again...right.

...right.

....right?]

[.... Ace try not to hate yourself too long, because Smoker did say he was going to join in.]

[And sad freckles are going to worry the fuck out of him.]

[Although he wonders if Ace needs space.]

[But that doesn't even make sense.]

[But then Ace never makes sense.]

[WELL WHATEVER. HEAD'S UP.]

God damn it. I never thought I'd appreciate pirate tattoos.

[ahh what is Smoker doing here? He's naked!

He grabs a wash rag]

Well Pops is the best.

[though he's not sure where Smoker is going with this]

[Laughs.]

[Stupid cute brat.]

I wouldn't know. [He's kind of sad about that. In a weirdly distant way.]

[But if Ace isn't going to be in the line of water, Smoker will just take that stream.]

Then why do you like the tattoos? [shoulders Smoker out of the way to get water. ass]

[Backs up to lather his hair and stares at Ace briefly.]

[Finally closing his eyes.]

A certain freckled idiot makes them look really sexy.

Shut up. [red] Stop saying weird things. Come on.

[gives Smoker a little push and then scrubs at the back of Smoker's hair, getting his fingers soapy]

Don't compliment a pirate what's wrong with you?

[Mischievous grin.]

Portgas....

[Tugs him in for a hard deep kiss, waste of good cigars, but fuck it, worth it. And he presses against Ace all over again.] I told you before. I'll do what I want. Don't try to protect me from yourself, I'll just get insulted.

Mmh [why is it so good? It's not fair. Which is what makes it intoxicating.]

It's just fooling around... [lathers up his hands with soap and spreads them over Smoker's chest to give himself something to do]

That's it. Nothing weird or sappy.

[Holds Ace by the back of the head so he can look into his eyes.]

If that's how you want it.

[But something in Smoker's own suggests he doesn't believe that.]

It is. [pulls away] Friends and enemies and handys.

[because he frankly doesn't trust Smoker if he goes too far. It's like a cliff in the fog. It looks like it goes on forever but if you're not careful you'll fall and break yourself.

And Smoker is the fog that hides it. Ace knows it even if Smoker doesn't]

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