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[he chuckles in a low voice. Touch her and...? It already sounds like a dare...]

And what, Taisa?

[stops massaging and leans forward to wrap his arms loosely around Smoker's neck and says in his ear]

Maybe she'll like me....She sounds cute.

[he shouldn't. He knows he shouldn't. But he can't help pressing that button once it's been presented]

[Growls and spins around to grab Ace by the throat.]

Don't.

[his grin only widens and he grabs Smoker's arm but lightly, just to say that he has it]

Why? Don't you trust me?

Why would I trust a pirate?

[He doesn't even trust himself...]

[Which makes him internally tsk again.]

[All this would just egg him on so...]

[But it wasn't like he could pretend it was an acceptable thing either.]

[He lets go and quietly snorts.] She can take care of herself.

She's smarter than I am. [True story.]

[that just makes him want to test her barriers more

Ahh damnit you make it so difficult to be good.]

That's not hard.

[but he starts massaging again to take some of the sting out of the words]

But if you're that confident there won't be a problem, right?

A... [He hesitates, and starts to loosen up all over again. God damn it.] Little worried.

You do have... some effect on people.

And... [Adela? But he doesn't want to say that. So...]

Err... me... [... =\]

[If it wasn't far too weak, he'd be tempted to run to find Tashigi and use her as a shield now.]

[She buffered his insanity.]

[you make it so hard to be good.

So hard.

The thrill of power is getting to him all over the place and making him exceedingly reckless. He knows it and yet can't help but chase after it... even if he now wants to test it out on her to see if it will work.

But right now with Smoker in front of him it's difficult to think beyond him at the moment]

Oh yeah? [practically a purr as he loosens up those knots all over again, slowly, warming up his skin] What kind of effect?

A bad one.

[>:| Red faced.]

[Grrr.]

[He can resist.]

[He just has to remember that the girls are upstairs and tell himself that he isn't enjoying himself at all.]

[Brat.]

[massage massage and lean in to whisper in his ear]

How bad?

Very.

[...]

[What? It's true.]

[And he is definitely not feeling affected by it right now.]

[100% not, okay.]

What are you going to do about it, Taisa? [stops massaging to scratch his fingers through Smoker's hair and hum again]

[Closes his eyes.]

[Not enjoying it.]

I haven't decided yet.

[Definitely doesn't like the hum. Nope.]

Maybe I'll decide instead.

[and do you really want a pirate to have that much control? do you?

It's nice to see Smoker close his eyes like that though. Even if Ace knew that the fall out from this was going to prevent him from doing it again. But that's the way it was between pirates and Marines]

[Grunts... and shoves Ace's face away.]

Don't think I'll let you do whatever you want.

Try and stop me.

[takes the plunge and presses his mouth the side of Smoker's neck, grazing just a little with his teeth]

[Deep breath. Stiffens. Straightens his back.]

[Just... ignore.]

[Think of how Adela might feel if --]

[Pushes Ace's face again.]

Don't tempt me kid.

[Because calling him "kid" irks him. So... there. >:T]

Why not? Don't tell me you're that weak...

[he tasted good too. Ace wants to bite him and feel the resistance of flesh under his teeth. But for the moment he just traces a reddening ear with a fingertip]

Yeah, I'm not.

So stopping you more forcibly than necessary wasn't my initial plan. Don't push it.

[Feigns arching eyebrow and mock suspicion.] Unless that was your plan all along? Is that why the questions about masochism?

[Pokes Ace's cheek with now-gloved hands.] You're the real masochist?

[aww it's completely changing the tone. Fine don't react.

Killjoy.]

Maybe a little.

[shrugs and puts his hands in his pockets, leaning back on his heels]

When I think about some of it, it sounds kinda fun.

[... Ears red.]

[He forgets how he was resisting the urge to do things he'll hate himself for again.]

[Something something redheads... something.]

[It'd be so much better, AGAIN to grab him by the string and beads, kiss him, take his stupid breath away, no more hot breath on his ears and neck and instead just stealing it for his own, and Smoker would REALLY appreciate it if his mind didn't fill him with the memory of doing just that. Why had he done it again? Other than impulse. And talking too much. And shutting him up.]

[Ugh.]

[Stubbornly focuses on an engine.]

Hand me that wrench, will ya?

[Vaguely, BARELY gestures to a toolbox by Ace, though he half expects it to be chucked hard at his head ala Adela style.]

[Not that he wouldn't deserve it.]

[hands and sits cross-legged on the floor.]

How's it coming?

[Deep breath. He's too close. He can smell him and --]

Good.

[Works on the bolts so he can both take it apart, but then sets them down carefully to put them back in later.]

You should have a skateboard with sail that can scale building sides and go on rooftops when it's done.

But you're not getting it until I get my jitte back.

[Obviously.]

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