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[orangeoutlaw]

[the grin knocks him right off balance and he closes his eyes a little at the kiss, shivering and the lick. He wants to lick back. He wants to lean against Smoker's chest and

...wait a drawer full of stuff. A lot of stuff...

Ace clambers over Smoker to peek in. Lubes and balloons and condoms and... fuzzy handcuffs...? He takes the handcuffs and shoves them in his back pocket... then pulls out a cylindrical thing and pushes the button on the end, jumping a bit as it starts to buzz.]

The hell is this for? [he shakes it, then sticks it in his mouth like a cigar. It feels weird against his teeth]

[justicereigns]

[Smoker just stares at him at first.]

[. . . . . .]

[But then laughs again, before quietly withdrawing it and shutting it off.]

It doesn't go in your mouth. [AMUSED EYEBROWS. Shut up they exist.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Eh? [blink blink]

Where does it go? [moves to sit on Smoker's lap and casually steal his ice cream by dumping both bowls together. Nom nom nom.

Man, Smoker's hard. Ace scooches over just a bit so the curve of his thigh is settled just above that place and waits for an explanation as he stares at Smoker's weird no brows]

[justicereigns]

[Grunts at the sudden wiggly pirate in his lap. It feels nice. Even though even with "Auntie's" advice, he'll never admit it.]

[He gently pets Ace's thighs and leans over to eat over his shoulder and whispers in his ear in that low growly voice again.]

Your ass, it's a vibrator.

[And then waits patiently to see if Ace jumps out in surprise.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[Chokes on ice cream]

WHY DID YOU LET ME PUT IT THERE

[aah it burns it burns! He chugs down the ice cream so that trails of chocolate run down his face and then hurries to the bathroom to gargle soap. Though fortunately there's toothpaste so he'll gargle that instead.

Kill him. Kill him with fire. Graaaaah]

[justicereigns]

[ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING.]

[WELL...]

[NOT THAT MUCH.]

[BUT A LOT.]

It's unused!

[BUT HE IS STILL LAUGHING AT A LOT.]

[HIS SIDES HURT.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[assh... bastard!

But it's still kind of funny so Ace isn't mad even if he's not amused either.

And...it's good to hear Smoker laugh.

He comes stomping back to the main room and shoulder checks Smoker onto the bed, giving him a good long kiss that's minty fresh, lathing his tongue with his own.]

Let's play poker, Taisa.

[then he glides a hand over Smoker's thigh, tugging his leg around him and pushes against the hardness with his own, hissing a little between his teeth before grinning and leaning up to suck on Smoker's ear]

Unless you'd rather do this....

[justicereigns]

[Another grunt, and Smoker's cheeks flush. He moves both hands to rest on Ace's waist and gives him a long line of kisses and bites to his neck. God damn but his ears were too easy. He wonders if Ace knows. Or knew for awhile now. Is it like the redhead thing, something Smoker thought was secret, but clearly wasn't? It doesn't matter. It's hard to focus with Ace so close, and smelling so good, and --]

Nothing saying we can't do both.

[A small smirk and Smoker buried his teeth into Ace's shoulder, hoping to elicit at least a little pain. Punishment for dragging him along this far. For making him enjoy it too.]

[It was going to be too easy to shake his self control, to make him want more. To get him literally trembling like that vibrator.]

[He had to at least pretend he could survive doing something else too.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[that's more like it. Ace tries to be stoic and rock like like Smoker is as that hand glides down his waist but he can't help but squirm a little at the touch.]

We should do ah ngh fuck... [that hurt but felt good. Too good. He nipped Smoker's ear in revenge and then rolled up against him again, hard, letting out a ragged near his ear]

both... both right. [and then inspiration] Winner gets to fuck the loser.

[how is that for a game changer]

[justicereigns]

[Smoker groans, only half taking in what Ace is suggesting and agreeing before he even realizes it.]

Yeah, absolutely.

[He'd just have to make sure to win. But for now he kisses Ace hard to shut him up again, because those sounds were going to undo his sanity, or what little shreds of it were left, and rolls quietly up against Portgas, silently reprimanding his waist for not obeying and staying still.]

[He ran a hand over the opposite ear and lightly massaged Ace's neck and throat.]

Do you want to deal or should I not trust a pirate with such a thing? [Still using the low growly voice, but he hopes he doesn't overdo it.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[it surprises him that Smoker agrees and his cock twitches in interest. Or maybe it's Smoker's mouth that's doing that or his hand on Ace's neck, massaging it. He mock growls low in his throat, basking in Smoker's perfect voice and digs his fingers against Smoker's ass as he pulls himself in a perfect upward stroke against the Marine, shuddering at the sensation and heat...]

Hahhhhh [what would it be like to fuck him?] Let me deal. [he wants to find out]

[justicereigns]

[SEVERAL WARNING BELLS GO OFF IN SMOKER'S HEAD AT ONCE, but...]

[He's already trusting this brat this far...]

[He grunts, swallows, and hands him the deck.]

[His mouth is suddenly dry. There is a rather intense sense of foreboding, and he remembers vaguely that he really didn't want to let Portgas experiment on him.]

If you break my dick you're spending the next four hours figuring out how to explain it to a robot doctor with me.

[BUT THAT ISN'T A NO.]

[orangeoutlaw]

It's your ass you have to worry about. But I'll be gentle...

[he scrambles to sit cross-legged on the bed, snatching up the cards and shuffling them. Dealing from the bottom of the deck is a go. He's going to cheat his ass off]

[justicereigns]

It's not my ass I'm worried about, it's your brain. Which I'm not certain you don't keep in the same place.

[But he's just being Smoker.]

[You can cheat all you want Ace, but Smoker is going to play straight >:|]

[AND STILL WIN.]

[Or try his damnedest. To prove his point.]

[orangeoutlaw]

...No I'm saying if I win I get to take your ass... [how is that confusing? He deals Smoker his cards and then looks at his own. Hmmm. Not a great hand. Not a single court or ace card in here. Crap]

Shit.

[justicereigns]

I. Know.

[Slides over three cards.] Gimme 3.

[orangeoutlaw]

[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.

[justicereigns]

[Grunts.]

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

[orangeoutlaw]

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?

[justicereigns]

I have a great hand.

[Raises him via poker chips.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[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]

[justicereigns]

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.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[ultimate seduction technique fail.]

Call. [gloomily]

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

[justicereigns]

[.....]

Portgas...

[STARES.]

Do you even know how to play this?

Or are you a poker virgin too?

[Reveals his three threes.]

[orangeoutlaw]

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]