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[orangeoutlaw]

[ah...no he sounds worried now. It's just cute. And why is Ace getting turned on by it what?]

Sorry I'm a little hard.

[sorry]

Say you miss me again?

[justicereigns]

[asdlkasjdlakwjdalidjilsjdasjda]

[How can he--]

[That--]

[Don't just admit things like that...]

[Jeez.]

[He couldn't even say it straight the first time so...]

[........]

[GAH.]

[HIS EARS ARE TOO RED AND HE NEEDS TO GO---]

[Out.]

[Somewhere.]

[AWAY FROM THE GIRLS.]

[Obviously.]

I want...

[To see him. To fuck him. To screw him through floorboards. To snap and do bad things and to fight and fight himself to not, and enjoy the taste and be addicted, and give in, and be stubborn and refuse and to stop fucking blushing...]

[To go out.]

[To run into Ace accidentally on purpose.]

[And maybe ram into him.]

[Maybe not that much.]

[And...]

[A million other things Smoker never ever would or could or will say.]

[He doesn't finish his sentence.]

Where are you, Portgas?

Or do you just want to get some peanutbutter and ice cream?

[.... That shouldn't be a date.]

[And also nothing's probably open at this hour.]

[And and...]

[What is he even doing?]

[orangeoutlaw]

I'm by the tree house.

Don't come here. [a little frantic. Because Smoker and sex and Luffy is a bad bad bad b a d combination. His little brother is elsewhere for now]

Um...where should we meet?

Can we make out a little too?

[justicereigns]

[Don't just--]

[That shouldn't--]

[alskdjaslkdjaslkdjaslkjd]

[Smoker's entire face gets EVEN MORE RED SOMEHOW.]

[And his ears are burning and he doesn't know what to do and just--]

[Portgas REALLY shouldn't make him feel like a kid. Or a really green teenager before he even hit the academy and...]

[His voice gets even quieter.]

[Though no less growly.]

Maybe a hotel with room service?

[He should not. And it's probably a trick and he should just--]

[Get a cold shower?]

[Except then he'd crave flames even more.]

[Maybe a steam shower to trick himself into being okay.]

[Maybe.]

That--

[Scrubs his face with his hand, trying to wipe off the red and his ears are steaming.]

[So he's kind of hard too and wishing he wasn't, because what the hell, he's not 17, and doesn't have an excuse.]

[He wants to say he's not sure he could stop just at --]

[What they did before.]

[And... obviously he COULD, but he wouldn't want to which is the problem.]

[And he has the feeling that this has as much chance of staying secret as the fact that Sengoku's goat regularly ate paperwork.]

[And yet...]

[He can't stop thinking about it.]

[And knowing that if he tries not to think about it, he'll only think about it more, isn't helping because he can't distract and--]

[He really has a craving to find out how Ace tastes with peanutbutter...]

[Bad Smoker.]

[He forgot why he was calling Ace.]

[Just to see why he was so quiet maybe?]

[Would preoccupying Ace's mouth with something different be good or bad?]

[He was going somewhere with this.]

Someplace your crew won't find and kill me over. [Said dryly, since he trusts Ace to ... protect him as it were but still.]

[If he's going to fuck Ace... or whatever the fuck else. Fight, play cards, arm wrestle, leave hickeys all over -- Smoker swears he's not a teenager even if he's acting like it -- then it might as well be someplace the Whitebeards won't immediately bust in on. And that would guard them from Tashigi for at least a night or so.]

[orangeoutlaw]

A hotel? That's fancy.

[he doesn't get it. Why a hotel?]

It's kind of a weird place to eat ice cream in... Did you still want ice cream?

[he kind of did. He couldn't say why. He feels weirdly awkward and his face is almost literally flaming.]

I've got a hammock.... We can put it up anywhere...

[justicereigns]

Portgas, the minute you and I are in the same hammock together, you're going to flip us both out and onto the ground. Or sand. Or cement. Or whatever else.

Look, don't worry, I've got the cash to cover it.

[Vague stirring sound effects in which Smoker is trying to figure out how to... be.]

[....]

[Finally quiet grumbly voice again.] Just let me spoil you, all right?

[Wow that red is never going to go away.]

[orangeoutlaw]

It makes me feel like I should dress in fur. [because he's the other woman right? Kind of?]

I'm not going to wear a dress though you can forget it. But otherwise sure tell me where.

[and he'll just...make sure Smoker has some fun out of it. Maybe he'll suck his dick or something

No wait then he really will be other woman]

1/3

[justicereigns]

What?

[HE IS SO CONFUSED. ACE WHY WOULD YOU WEAR FURS OR A DRESS? DO EITHER AND HE IS LEAVING ON THE SPOT BECAUSE THEN YOU WILL NOT BE YOU.]

It's just a--

What kind of--

2/3

[justicereigns]

[Drags a palm down his face.]

Look other than a bar I don't know what's open at this hour, and frankly I'm not sure I'd trust a bar that had ice cream, all right? Besides hotel rooms have showers and...

Don't--

[GRINDS HIS TEETH.]

Just be you, dumbass.

And don't be nervous. We can just play cards or chess or whatever you want. I guess not fishing but...

[.... guh.]

3/3

[justicereigns]

Let me figure out what has ice cream and get a place and I'll let you know.

And if your brother is likely going to rocket us through several buildings again, tell me how to make it harder for him to take us unawares. Or how you hid from him as a teen.

Same with your crew. Did you have any special routine when you docked on islands or something?

[orangeoutlaw]

O-oh uh, you mean stealth fucking? I don't know. We just kinda did it wherever but-- I didn't really... I can't in front of Luffy. Even when I needed to jack off I just went into the woods because it's weird you know? And once I accidentally woke up Fluffy but he's cool though it was kind of embarrassing uh...

We could just tell Luffy we're busy and to go away? But fuck that's weird. Ah... [drags hand over face]

Should...should I bring something for my ass?

1/2

[justicereigns]

Fluffy?

[Dog? Cat? Marco the Phoenix? What???]

Portgas....

[Holy fucking hell on ice.]

[How did Portgas get so far ahead of him on just--]

[He wasn't even...]

[Not that he was--]

[But...]

[Okay he needs to just...]

[Think for a little bit.]

2/2

[justicereigns]

I'll try to plan for all eventualities.

[.... Whether fucking or just eating ice cream or...] The ice cream wasn't a euphemism, just so you know. [Unless Ace doesn't really want ice cream but... no, of course he did. This was Portgas after all!]

Just....

Promise me...

[Shudders.]

That you'll never bring up your brother to me in that context again.

I think even my cigars taste bad now. [Eugh.]

Wait... so you never... that is -- [Uh... how does he ask this...] No serious girlfriends or uh boyfriends before you set sail? But surely there were hotels after that, I can't imagine you taking anyone back to your ship. [He needs a beat on Ace's experience level before he pushes him into something too far just because dumb not!teen trying to prove a point.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[he answers almost mechanically, obviously a bit nervous]

A bear. Okay. Euphemism? Okay.

No....none. I told you. But uhh it was mostly on the ship. Mostly with nakama. Handys and stuff. We went to brothels but they never had ice cream and I never-- I mean just talked... though I guess they did? I know Thatch did. He could do six girls at once. It was amazing. They were really happy.

But for me... I've never sucked dick either... but I know how it's supposed to go so....

1/? <- internal again

[justicereigns]

[..............................................................................]

[He went from feeling 16/17 to the full 36 in 20 second flat.]

[He needs to breathe.]

[And process.]

[And wow.]

[Okay....]

[But... wow.]

[Firstly, Ace was....]

[Right. Ace.]

[But secondly....]

2/?

[justicereigns]

[He almost corrects Ace to say "Not a bear, a bar!"]

[But then realizes that must have been fluffy...]

[So.................]

[...........................................................]

[Ace had sex in a cave with a bear in it?]

[Or jacked off there in winter or..............?????????]

[No, he gives up. Smoker doesn't want to know or think too hard on it.]

3/?

[justicereigns]

No... The ice cream is NOT a euphemism. I meant it literally. Ice cream to eat.

I'm not going to pressure you into sex or--

4/?

[justicereigns]

[Was Ace a virgin?]

[..................................................]

[??????????????????????????????????????????????????????]

[Smoker can barely imagine it.]

[The kid was YOUNG, but...]

[Roger, huh.]

[He hadn't... meant to offer up himself when Smoker tried to explain to Portgas that Roger's blood wasn't going to endanger anyone here. That Portgas should just do what he wanted to be happy whether that was... whatever.]

[He doesn't know how to handle it. How to feel.]

[The very very very VERY bad part of Smoker likes it. He wants to trample the untouched snow and leave his footprints all over it.]

[The slightly more rational sane parts of him loathe that aspect of himself and want to be noble and gentle on the brat....]

[Which just fucks with his head fifty times more.]

[And yet another part of him wonders if this isn't all an elaborate "gotcha" joke on Portgas' part to see how Smoker would react but...]

5/7

[justicereigns]

Portgas....

Are you trying to tell me you're basically...

[A virgin. But Ace might shy hard from that word or react extra weird and--]

[Smoker was gauging his words. Even if it didn't last, it was working so far, so he was going to try his god damnedest.]

New to all this?

6/7

[justicereigns]

It's okay if you are. [Adds that a little quickly than usual for Smoker's drawn out thought processes translated vocally. After all, he's trying Auntie's advice.]

It's kind of... really.... hot, actually.

[Rubs the back of his neck.]

7/7 NSFW FOR SMOKER'S BRAIN :|

[justicereigns]

But....

[More rubbing the back of his neck.]

[Ace, go more slowly then. For your own sake, for Smoker's, because --]

[Well, he needs time to process and deal and not choke, and smoke could be a VERY choking irritating element and...]

[There is no fucking way he's letting Ace's mouth anywhere near his dick first time around to experiment on him. Even if Smoker can't be set on fire or bitten easily, the only way to enjoy being sucked off was to be as solid as possible.... which meant that it would hurt like fuck if Ace messed up.]

[Well, if he really had to show Ace first, he could. And would... but definitely not letting Ace near his dick with teeth yet...]

[Although it explains Ace's ...]

[Dick-touching mentioning....]

[UGH.]

[WHAT THE HELL IS SMOKER GETTING HIMSELF INTO?!]

Trust me to handle it. [That same quiet grumbly voice. A little deeper, a little even more gravelly.]

[Tonight was going to be weird.]

I don't always plan my every move that far in advance. [Erm, one at a time, and that was it, because one couldn't really predict pirates beyond that, just be ready for different courses of events.]

But I said I wanted to spoil you tonight, so let me take care of it.

And relax. Just ["Do what you want" was the worst thing to tell Ace ever, but at least Smoker knew it.] I'll handle arrangements and sex, but don't expect it to happen all at once. I'm not -- I don't burn out that quickly. I'm a slow filter kind of guy.

[.... Not that it's enough to prevent the idea and mental image of slow fucking Ace via frottage against nice white hotel sheets, or imagine the squirming and panting out of Ace and the gasps of bliss and hints of pain and screaming Smoker's name in ecstasy as he pounded him or --]

[Jeez, Smoker's ears REALLY need to stop being so red.]

[And his dick to stop being so hard.]

[And his brain WAY less overly visual.]

[And the idea of the cold shower Smoker was going to say he needed to stop himself, just reminds Smoker that he could also slow fuck Ace in a shower. First standing, and then slowly sinking into the tub and fucking until they both couldn't move because of the water, and then just letting the brat writhe on top of him -- and that is not a helpful reminder either.]

[......................... /sigh.]

So your nakama took you to brothels... [... Smoker does not appreciate that sudden twang of jealousy on his heartstrings.] But would... they.... get in the way? Now? [Bitter sour taste is back. What does he ask? How does he ask it?]

[He meant to ask what kind of hotel lodgings would be safest, but fuck it. Maybe Ace doesn't know, and maybe Smoker shouldn't care. He'll just smash someone's face in with a jitte if they interrupt him. Probably.]

[His mouth is way too dry. He needs a drink.]

Have you ever received a blowjob yourself? [Not that he's offering... but Ace dying without getting one seems sad. And not that it would count if Smoker gave him one but...]

[It was worth knowing at least.]

[And maybe he could torture Ace back for all he was putting Smoker through mentally without even seeming to realize it.]

./golf clap

[orangeoutlaw]

I told you we did handys and stuff. [frowns] I'm not inexperienced damn. We even grinded together sometimes I've just never put it in or had it in. Never gotten blown before either.

[he's not sure if he'll like being spo--well no he'll enjoy the fuck out of it but]

Fine... You can do that tonight so long as I get to do it too later on. [after he knew how] So I'll trust you, Taisa....

Just.... Just.... [puts his hat on] Be a little gentle....?

[justicereigns]

[.......................................]

[..............]

[Thickly swallows.]

I'm not going to hurt you, kid.

[Just... maybe make him bleed. No, he'll be good.]

[Deep breath.]

[He really can't get a handle on himself though!!]

[ANOTHER THICK SWALLOW.]

[Because he can't shake the mental image of fucking Portgas from behind, pounding his ass slowly, tenderly, both hands on Portgas' dick, rocking in the same rhythm, panting over the freckled shoulder, listening to Ace's moans and groans and shushing him with gentle reassurances all the same...]

[And he SWEARS it's not what he had in mind when he called tonight.]

[And he is not letting Ace anywhere near his dick with teeth. N O P E.]

[Because Portgas will fall asleep in the middle and bite Smoker, he just knows it.]

[But no penetration, huh...]

[He can do this.]

[Slowly.]

[Although he wonders idly if Ace really would enjoy erotic asphyxiation the way they'd been playing at, and half pretending, 3/4ths fighting when Tashigi saw them...]

[For another day.]

[Today was ice cream and...]

[And then he'd go from there.]

See you in a bit.

[Closes out to go find a hotel that both allowed smoking, and had ice cream available at this hour.]

[And sends him the location and directions as soon as he does.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[he shows up nervous as hell without knowing why. For a moment he event thinks to knock on the door! But he's saved from that bout of stupidity only by the thought of Smoker looking at him weird so he just comes in through the window as usual--

Or rather just stays there crouched on the sill, uncertain and yet excited about all this. It's a weird state to be in]

Yo.

[justicereigns]

[He just grunts at first, barely acknowledging him, but then after thinking about it--]

[Yanks him in for a hard kiss on the mouth, completely trying to claim him again.]

Yo yourself.

[Low growl nearly whispered into Ace's ear, and Smoker runs a gloved thumb along Ace's throat.]

[He might already be planning to mark it up a bit, oops.]

[And part of him wonders what the fuck Ace is doing there, why not Adela, if he was so new, but maybe Portgas is into men only out of the issues, and maybe it's something to do with only Smoker can handle him, and maybe he's worried about control of his flames, something Smoker can definitely handle.]

[So. Okay.]